I Don’t Want To Be a Porter in the NTR Novel

11 – failed

When I came to my senses, I was sitting helplessly in front of her.

It lay like a broken doll on the rotting barn floor.

I don’t even remember what I was doing while I was brainwashed.

This is the scary thing about this year’s hypnotic brainwashing.

I can’t remember a single bit of what I’ve done,

Twice and triple the suffering of the victim of the bullying.

It’s all about this year.

The b*tch was laughing at her mouth anyway.

what’s so funny

“Ahahahahaha.

I can’t believe this world is like a garbage novel.”

… I guess I was hypnotized and said all that.

But you know what?

What makes this novel crap is your presence and nothing else.

The incarnation of absurdity, absurdity, injustice, corruption, and infidelity.

A dog-like b*tch who pretends to be a saint of goddesses, but in reality devours a dog-maniac demon.

No matter what expression I was making as I glared at her, this b*tch didn’t seem to care.

Hey, you can hypnotize and brainwash anyone just by looking at them, so why bother?

Right now I’m not even wearing handcuffs, but I can’t even run into this b*tch.

It’s just as futile as an ant the size of a fingernail attacking a human.

It is only lightly crushed with one finger.

How could you have been fooled by this b*tch?

To think that I was deceived until the end of the last one.

at that time… I should have done this b*tch when I was handcuffed.

If that’s the case, then all the horrible XXX’s and XXX’s that follow.

She did ×X to the princess, did ×X to her childhood friend, and did ×××××. I could have stopped everything.

The last chance that was so important.. I missed it.

“Aha, does it matter anyway?

After all, it was an insignificant world that was as thin and shallow as a sheet of paper to me.

Really, really, you’re so boring…

It was so boring that I thought I would just die.”

It’s a b*tch who laughs so much and wipes away the tears that sting out, talking excitedly.

that would be cool

A hero who tries to save the world, a princess who is upright and simple and warm-hearted, and a childhood friend who is kind and smart even though she doesn’t show it on the outside will all be just your disposable toys.

“… Since it is resistant to doubt, the porter was also a priest chosen by Entiar.

Coincidentally, I also received the same privilege.”

okay. This b*tch is also a priest of evil spirits.

Surprisingly, the crazy bastard who used to talk about constellations and gods in NTR seemed to be called Entiar by her name.

How I stopped doubting her so simply, so stupidly easily…

[Suspicion Resistance] was the cause.

Why did I not even think about it even though I received the same ability as a previous life perk?

I already felt the fraudulent nature of this ability with my body to some extent.

Why didn’t I think that she was also chosen by the son of a god of NTR?

Looking at the actions in the novel, it was the year that the existence itself was NTR.

… I was so stupid.

“… Ah, but is it true that the porter-sama and the hero-sama were writing a novel that they both love?

Although I said this to hide the fact that I am a priest of evil spirits,

That wasn’t a lie. ”

The giggling monster b*tch.

And it was true that most didn’t want to be true.

Worse quality than NTR.

Are you saying that only NTR wasn’t your taste?

What other dirty tastes are you hiding?

I looked at her face.

Long wavy blonde hair and green eyes.

I don’t know if it’s due to divine power or what, but her flawless skin and lovely doll-like face.

Just a little while ago, so stupidly, I spent this b*tch…

No, to be honest, I thought it was pretty cute.

Now it only looks like a simple monster.

This b*tch is laughing at what makes her feel so good.

Laughter of an adorable monster like a puppy.

“Hey~ Did you know that the porter was in my hands from the first time you handcuffed me?

With just one signal from me, the porter could have become prey to the [hounds] I keep secretly in the church.

… What, indeed… I was excited about what the cute porter would do to me… ♡

I also let the porter do as he pleases… ?

It took a while, but it was very, very fun… whooping♡”

So, are you saying I was being played by this b*tch from the beginning?

Was it your will to be kidnapped or disciplined?

hahahaha.

Year of a perverted dog.

Onion and potato stew, training camp training camp, how insignificant play must have seemed?

Whether it’s NTR’s gods or priests, you’re going to f*ck each other.

“… Why a monster like you… Did you come to the warrior party?”

I was curious from the beginning.

It was good that a villain like you didn’t have to be involved in the adventure to catch the demon king.

Surprised by doing NTR with unknown b*tches in a place no one knows.

Why do you have to crawl into the warriors’ party and be damned?

“… Isn’t it so beautiful?”

Her answer was like a joke.

so i didn’t understand

“… What did you say… ?”

“Really, really, really, really—— It’s so beautiful.

The princess, the porter, the hero, and the wizard.

Like a star shining in the night sky.

All strong enough to deserve to be the protagonists of the hardest, most arduous and most glorious adventures,

They are warm hearted and great people.

Except for me… ”

Except for me, you know very well.

So, if only you disappear from this party, it’s all right.

If it wasn’t for you… I wouldn’t have been driven this far.

In the end, nothing like this would have happened.

A life in another world was reserved for just enjoying thrilling adventures with kind and strong friends,

Four years ruined everything.

The b*tch burst into laughter again.

“… Ahahahaha. porter,

You asked why I joined the warrior party?

You mean that?

your adventures and your courage,

innocence, joy, happiness,

pain, anguish, anger, pleasure, sorrow, longing,

and,

love…

After watching all of that———everything with my own eyes from the side,

It’s because I wanted to break it down one by one with great effort.

Where in the world could there be anything more enjoyable than this?”

A monster laughing coolly enough to make you feel refreshed.

I feel like throwing up just by listening to it.

disgusting year.

Years like Psycho.

crazy year.

I glared at her with all my disgust and anger, but she didn’t seem to care at all.

The monster, humming along as it strolled through the lightly rotten barn, started talking again excitedly.

“… I mean, I won’t be using that ability again for a while.

It’s not fun to use this cursed ability at any time.

What about this ability?

I put restrictions on myself, and no matter how much I wanted to write, I endured, and endured, and endured…

It’s really special. It’s meaningful only when you write it once at a special moment♡

For example, a childhood friend who has been close to the hero since childhood…

each other… So affectionate, careful, beautiful love and heartache…

at las… . at las,

The moment when the two of you are barely connected,

Like tearing it to shreds and crushing it.

Aha, so~ so much fun, right? Does the porter think so too?”

A monster that clings tightly to me and looks up at me with its eyes wide open.

It became four hundred eyes with the whites exposed. Originally, I thought he was bright, but his eyes are really big.

It is the manifestation of psychosis, madness, and mad pleasure.

just… crazy dog.

I grinded my teeth.

“If you want to die, just die. Don’t be a nuisance to others… !!”

I already knew that I couldn’t look good at it, but I couldn’t contain my anger.

But the b*tch didn’t blink an eye.

“Ah, I’m telling you just in case.

If you spread rumors about me, attack me, try to kill me, or imprison me,

At that time, after really destroying the porter-sama’s mind, I’ll do a XXX and then a XXX. You know?

Will the world believe the porter? Or will you trust me?”

“… ”

I knew this was going to happen when I was already hypnotized.

I am a puppet who cannot even try to resist.

A feeling of hopelessness and helplessness incomparable to anything I had ever felt overtook me.

“Hmm… But the porter and I will die because of the hero’s wrath?

That’s a bit troubling… ”

The b*tch was muttering something as if she was still thinking about it.

Nothing mattered to me anymore.

In the end, I couldn’t change anything even after I came this far.

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Mental control, hypnosis, hallucinations, and so on.

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My parents abandoned me when I was young and disappeared, and I lived with beggar children in a back alley.

A life of being begged like a beggar and being beaten for not washing because it stinks.

I hated it so much.

From parents who abandoned me for reasons I don’t know, to shop owners who beat me when I begged.

I hated it so much that I cursed it every day.

He cursed everything with his blazing, blazing eyes.

And that curse… From one day, it really worked.

The shop owner, who beat me up every day when he was out of sight, fell seriously ill from one day.

It was never going to happen again.

I thought it looked really good.

At first, it was only possible to hurt others.

If you look at that person and wish him well, you will get sick.

If the person who was so sick prayed for recovery, it got better.

One day, with this ability, he came up with a way to make money.

Hurt the richest man in town,

After I said I could fix it, all I had to do was make a fuss and heal the rich man.

That alone costs me a lot of money.

I was the one who made him sick from the beginning, but he is so grateful to me for curing his illness.

It was really stupid.

As I repeated this from place to place, before I knew it, rumors that I was a saint began to circulate here and there.

They took me from a prominent group called the ‘Cult’, performed the ritual of becoming a saint, and even engraved stigmata on my wings.

With that, I can now even handle the divine power of the goddess.

When I was a beggar, I heard that you need to have a tremendous amount of faith to become a saint.

In fact, whether or not I had faith in the goddess didn’t seem to matter too much.

As I continued to use the ability, it became more and more sophisticated.

I realized that I was capable of many things, not just hurting others.

I realized that the more elaborately I manipulated the ability, the more I could turn all the thoughts, feelings, and experiences that person felt into lies.

The more your skills develop, the more…

It occurred to me that the human beings in this world are insignificant.

In particular, [love], among all other things, did not make sense.

If you look into my eyes just once, everything will be ruined anyway.

What’s so good about dying and not being able to live?

You all seem to think that you are doing something special called [love].

To me, it’s nothing more than an insignificant feeling that can be destroyed in a second.

Everything you feel precious and special and beautiful is because I just let you think that way.

At first, everything was ridiculous.

I’m just bored…

I’ve tried breaking down what was such a precious and precious relationship a few times, but it wasn’t much fun.

But sometimes, there was something like an incomprehensible relationship that persisted and reattached even after breaking it.

Seeing something like that sparked my curiosity.

Why the hell do these things stick together again?

It’s not like a pointless joke where only the name is love…

If you destroy the most [precious and precious] relationship in the world, you will feel a tremendous sense of pleasure.

[The constellation Entiar is watching you with interest.]

At that time, the evil god Entiar dwelled in my heart.