A new day had arrived. Lunchtime. Yuuto sat in his usual spot, tapping his pen rhythmically against the desk. Before him lay a blank sheet of paper, where words should have been—lines meant to build an Anti-NTR fiction. But instead of the story flowing, the page remained stubbornly empty, staring back at him in defiance.…

Howdy!!! I’ve got another piece of fanart of Yuuto, courtesy of @Discipline from my Discord server! Feast your eyes and enjoy the chapter! [ITS A LONG ONE, SOMEWHAT!] “Another one? In this economy?” Yuuto mumbled senselessly as he walked into the school, greeted by the familiar disgusted looks and venomous stares. Whispers of disdain trailed…

The early brunch had ended. Yuuto and Chiyoko’s mother cleaned up while everyone, including Sato, headed out. Just as Sato was about to leave, Yuuto stopped him. Leaning against the door frame, he watched Sato walk away from the house. “So, just to clarify,” Yuuto called out, his tone flat, “all that stuff about watering…

[AUTHOR HERE! HELLO! It’s been a while! To kick things off, here’s an awesome fanart of Yuuto made by @Discipline in our Discord server:] [And with that, I hope you enjoy the chapter!] It was early morning, and Anti-NTR Man had just woken from what felt like two months of peaceful, uninterrupted sleep. “Guess the…

“Thanks for the ride,” Yuuto said as the car pulled up near his residence. “Of course, young man.” “Just Sakurai is cool. Take care,” he replied as he opened the door, carefully letting Chiyoko’s head slide off his thigh as he exited the car. ‘Good thing she actually fell asleep this time, wouldn’t want a…

Upon hearing the looming sirens, Yuuto, Chiyoko, Sato, and the newly freed Hiyori all went down the building to meet the police officers. With Shiyon offering to stay up and keep watch over the criminals, everything seemed to be going smoothly… ‘…She’s not letting go…’ Yuuto thought, exasperated, as Chiyoko glued herself to his arm…

Heaving heavily, Yuuto sensed the rope beginning to give way. ‘It’s going to snap…! Has it been rubbing against the roof’s edge too much?’ he wondered in alarm. He glanced over at Chiyoko. ‘The two of us are too heavy… I have to do something…!’ he realized with urgency. Chiyoko caught the shift in his…

“Charge…? If you really want to charge at me properly…” Yuuto muttered, grasping a nearby rope hooked to the vent duct as Niji rushed toward him.“Have some finesse!” Yuuto shouted, sliding between Niji’s legs and swiftly looping a portion of the rope around his ankle. ‘Hm…!?’ Ichiji grunted, turning back just in time to see…

‘No playing around this time. Enjoying a fight… I can do that later, at my leisure,’ Yuuto thought as he looked at them calmly. Both Chiyoko and Hiyori were shocked at the sight before them. The usually aloof, rude, and arrogant Sakurai had effortlessly subdued a knife-wielding assailant. Suddenly, his nonchalant reactions to Shiyon and…

‘Something’s wrong…’ Yuuto thought as he swiftly made his way to the fire exit stairs. ‘I get that the harvester cares about his brainwashed lot. I get that people can be nervous under these kinds of situations,’ He reasoned as he opened the door to the fire exit, rushing up the stairs as the cold…