Shaaah—
June rain poured down.
Drop... plip...
A raindrop clinging to her wet hair trembled pitifully before trickling down her cheek.
-Ren. I brought an umbrella.
-Ah...!
Her eyes met mine from the first-person view on the monitor screen.
The other heroines had beautiful eyes too, but Ren's were special among them.
Her black eyes were always cold, but when she looked at me, a faint warmth leaked out unconsciously.
Streetlamp glow, sunset hues, and crystalline raindrops layered over her shimmering gaze.
Hidden emotions and twilight light bloomed softly toward me.
I couldn't tear my eyes away from hers.
-I told you staring like that makes me uncomfortable...
Unlike her words, her eyes curved gently in a soft arc.
-But if it's you...
She smiled faintly.
She bashfully covered her mouth.
She slipped into my arms and hugged me tight.
The girl who once feared men so much she couldn't even make eye contact was now burying her face in my chest without hesitation.
She felt my body heat with her entire being.
Like a child who had never known the word "warmth" learning its meaning for the first time.
"Whoa..."
This was the moment I first fell for a heroine in the game.
But...
📰 Breaking News[Tsumetai Ren - A-Route Ending "Hidden Truth"] (Amateur born '05) FFFC2 Exclusive! Shocking Reveal of Current College Student Tsumetai Ren's High School Sex Tape!
"What the fuck is this shit?!"
What kind of insane bullshit is this?
What about all the time I spent with Ren? Our bond?
You think I grinded through hundreds of choices just to see this vomit-inducing ending?
Bam!
Slamming the keyboard changed nothing on the screen.
All that remained was the thumbnail of Tsumetai Ren, her face twisted in tears.
Even as I clutched my pounding head in humiliation and rage, the ending cutscene rolled on.
-I can't go back to him like this... Better to...
Ren leaping from a rooftop.
-Goodbye...
-Fweeeee~ KABOOM!
And with that, a meteor shower crashed down, shattering the Earth in an absurd garbage cutscene. Game over.
"Why the hell..."
I clenched my teeth and dove straight into pursuing another heroine.
But-
📰 Breaking News[Kanemochiru Harumi - A-Route Ending "New Product at the Underground Auction"] Fallen Noble Lady, Unlimited Use Baby Pouch for Legal Prostitutes, Auctioned for a Mere 5 Million Yen Sudden abrupt ending.
"Son of a... bitch...!!"
Every other heroine met the same fate.
Just horrific endings filled with their screams.
I thrashed around trying to unlock different endings, but they were unavoidable.
Why...
What happened to Ren, Harumi, and the others—the heroines whose hearts I was opening—to drag them into such hellholes?
If they'd smirked in depraved bliss after falling, I could've dismissed it as shitty NTR trash. But they were all sobbing.
Not one heroine, not even Ren, enjoyed it.
They wailed in the abyss of despair.
And...
Crushed by guilt over losing their purity.
Devastated at failing to consummate their love with the protagonist.
Without exception, they all killed themselves.
"This is all wrong."
Some might call me a lunatic obsessed with a game, but I truly loved those girls.
Whether protesting the devs or modding the endings myself, this garbage story has to change.
"I'll fix it... I'll correct every damn bit of it! You... fucking-!!"
Thwack!
"Guh!?"
Something pipe-like exploded against the back of my head, and darkness swallowed my vision.
My hands went limp; my body refused control.
"Uh... ugh...?"
Fucking...
NTR...
Have to... normalize...
Thud.
.
.
.
"Hngh!? Hah! Hah!"
What... what is this?
I remember raging at the trash NTR ending, then something bursting in my head, collapsing.
The sensation of my limp limbs like a puppet with cut strings.
But now, bolting upright in an unfamiliar bed, my body moved normally.
"A dream...?"
No way.
That was unmistakably real.
I had no clue what was happening, but it was total chaos.
Just looking at the room confirmed it.
Not my old room with tacky floral wallpaper and yellow linoleum.
"What the hell..."
Crisp white walls, hardwood-pattern laminate flooring.
Neatly organized desk piled with reference books.
My brain was a mess.
Unfamiliar room, but I found the bathroom and cranked the faucet.
쏴아아아-
"Blurgh! Pffft...!"
After splashing cold water on my face countless times, the burning heat in my forehead subsided.
Then, glancing at the mirror above the sink, I jolted in shock.
"!?"
Unkempt bushy hair, bangs covering my eyes.
Delicate jawline that could pass for a girl's at a glance.
Porcelain skin.
That's not me.
Slap!
Punching my cheek brought stinging pain, screaming this was reality.
"Huh?"
But... this face, this body's vibe felt so familiar.
"Koikan protagonist...?"
Reflected in the mirror was the face of Koikan!'s protagonist—the one from Yumekoi Campus I'd been playing right before blacking out.
"Dreamlike love on campus" or whatever—hilarious, considering I knew the real endings.
Anyway, did my brain aneurysm make me hallucinate this?
More cold water, waving hands in front of my face—nothing changed.
Come to think of it, my voice wasn't mine either.
"Ah- Ah-"
Koikan protagonist's voice.
High-pitched tenor like mid-puberty.
I always hated this voice.
Suddenly noticing my back pocket bulging, I pulled out a wallet. Inside was an ID.
"What is this..."
Yu Sanghyeon.
Body and voice matched Koikan's protagonist perfectly, but the name was mine.
[April 2, 2024 / 09:11 AM]📅 D-Day CounterYumekoi Academy Transfer: D-365
Pulling out my phone revealed the D-Day for transferring to Yumekoi Academy—the game's main stage.
At this point, unless I was totally insane, it was clear: I'd transmigrated into the protagonist.
His backstory was transferring mid-semester to Yumekoi.
"But if you're gonna possess me, why not on transfer day..."
This means a full year of suffering ahead.
A whole year!
...A whole year?
Wait...
"Actually, perfect."
This was a golden opportunity.
If I'd really transmigrated into Koikan's protagonist—that brain-dead loser who let all the heroines cling to him only to get NTR'd—I could change it.
Over the course of one year.
But not the heroines.
They proved their pure love by taking their own lives.
True heroines who would never cheat, no matter the circumstances.
...The key is Koikan's protagonist.
Me.
I need to change.
Overhaul everything.
"First, this shitty hair."
Visual novel protag rule: bangs over eyes?
Bullshit.
Humans connect through eye contact.
How insecure were those heroines without seeing the protag's gaze?
I grabbed the clippers in the bathroom and jammed them into my hair.
Vrrr!
Bzzzzt bzzzzt!
This mangy mop gets buzzed first.
Grow it out a year, then style it up clean.
Thus began my year-long voluntary human reconstruction project.
📅 D-Day CounterYumekoi Academy Transfer: D-330
Visual novel protag must be skinny?
Laughable.
A man's body must be steel-hard!
"Hngh! Haaaah! Haaaah!"
Heart pounding like mad. Lungs about to burst. Blood taste in my mouth and throat.
But I didn't stop.
Run.
Run.
Run and seize it.
The true ending I once missed.
📅 D-Day CounterYumekoi Academy Transfer: D-290
Winning without fighting is true victory?
Bullshit!
That's loser's rationalization.
A real man protects his woman from any thug!
"Raaagh!!"
Thud! Thwack!
"What's with the new guy? Says he's prepping for a tournament?"
"No idea. Hya~ So talented, but won't join the team."
Splat!
Sweat rained down, soaking the gym mat.
Didn't stop.
Pounded.
The bag shook; my knees wobbled. Still pounded.
Pound and shatter it.
The weakness unfit for a male!
📅 D-Day CounterYumekoi Academy Transfer: D-210
Girls are made of flower scent and dew?
Ridiculous.
Girls are butter-and-sugar creatures!
"Uoooo!!"
"Wh-what's that guy?! Whipping cream by hand...!?"
Squelch squelch squelch!
"Sh-shaking a milk bottle to make butter...!?"
Clatter!
Sizzle!
"Gah! Stu-student! Don't pull the oven tray out barehanded!!"
The baking class gaped in horror.
"N-no, but... why is he going so ha-"
Arms burned like fire. Hands scorched.
Didn't matter.
Grit and conquer!
Nothing stops me!!
📅 D-Day CounterYumekoi Academy Transfer: D-190[Male Conditioning 180-Day Package - Minimum 7cm Growth Guaranteed] ※Caution Excessive training may cause penile curvature, white membrane rupture, or other serious side effects. Company assumes no liability.
"Don't care! If it can't protect my girl, who gives a fuck if it breaks!!"
It's already decent size, but factoring in NTR final boss black exchange students, minimum 20cm upgrade.
No such character in-game, but better safe.
The bigger, the better!
Too big? Use half.
📅 D-Day CounterYumekoi Academy Transfer: D-120📅 D-Day CounterYumekoi Academy Transfer: D-30📅 D-Day CounterYumekoi Academy Transfer: D-3
After enduring those grueling months...
"Grrrrrr..."
Complete.
The beast's physique.
Perfect male form in the mirror.
Body fat in the low teens—ideal.
Abs piercing through a thin fat layer.
Ripped obliques.
Thighs that could deadlift 200kg easy.
Arms and stamina for an hour on the bag nonstop.
Broad shoulders.
And more.
⚔ ACADEMY ENTRANCE EXAM RESULTS ⚔Exam Number: A234567Name: Yu Sanghyeon📚 Exam Type: Academic (Comprehensive & English)📊 Overall Deviation Score: 90.2🎖 Final Rating: A+++
Nailed it.
Genius grades.
💬 New MessageYu Sanghyeon, this is the Academy Director. It's late, but I reached out because it's a shame. Yumekoi Academy isn't bad, but with a deviation score of 90.2, you could kick down the doors of top med or law schools-! ...Read more
"Don't need it."
No heroines there.
As I fired off a curt reply, the oven timer blared.
Ding! Beep beep beep!
Clunk!
The room filled with sweet dessert aroma.
"Rose perfectly."
Baking skills to show my girl a gentle side... all complete.
"Three days. Just three days left."
Hands trembling with anticipation.
For the past year, I'd pushed myself to death.
To correct it.
To pulverize those rotten NTR endings with my own hands, these fists.
Crack!
I can do it.
This time, for sure.
Golden chads? Potbellied janitors? Handsome elite tutors? Paparazzi-hung company men?
"Heh..."
Fuck 'em all.
I'm every advantage combined.
Taste the ecosystem wrecker, you bastards.