hmangaiha_hmar

Short summary - A NSFW game addict, seeking a peaceful retirement, is reincarnated into one of the games, where the system forces yandere girls onto him.

For some very strange reasons, I seem to be enjoying the Netori genre, but that was in a game. 
 
I was never proud of it, but it had a strange kick to it, but like I said, that was in a game.

Although I despise the antagonists for constantly stealing the MC's harem, what frustrates me even more is the MC's own insecurity, hesitance, and fear of being misunderstood.

If you bitch out on every situation, you're practically inviting someone else to steal your girl.

But there are some antagonists who cross the line—like kidnapping or forcing others against their will. Even though I still engage with the game, I'm not fond of characters like that.

 
Tragically, those games led to my demise, and now I've transmigrated into the very character I despise.

But that doesn't mean I'm going down the Netori route. I'm going to focus on my studies and build a successful life with a loving wife and kids.
...

Why does this stupid system keep pushing me towards a harem? I don't want that at all. I'm determined to live a normal life at all costs.

(Disclaimer: this story is not netorare, Eric will not get cheated on, and is made from the hate generated from typical weak willed harem manga protagonist)

updates are on Monday- Friday at 14:00 pm

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here are some tags I can't find
#yandere #mature #netori

Antagonist's Dilemma: Unbidden Netori

On his way home, Eric rode in a different car than before—the one he had arrived in had been used to escort Akari back. Now, he sat inside a spacious SUV, the seat reclined slightly, allowing him to relax as the city lights flickered past the tinted windows.

'System, can I combine all the lucky strikes into a single, stronger one?' Eric thought, silently hoping for a favorable exchange.

[...Why, of course. You can most definitely do that,] the system replied, its tone laced with subtle sarcasm.

'Really?' Eric responded, narrowing his eyes at the screen.

[NO!!! You cannot! Are you dumb? Do you not see that it's called a 'lucky' strike? It wouldn't be luck if you already knew you'd get a good one, would it?] the system snapped.

Even though it was just text on a screen, Eric could practically feel the system's exasperation.

Lucky Strike