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

After thorough preparation, Akari came down from the second floor wearing a white one-piece dress, her hair flowing freely down her back and shoulders, with just enough makeup to enhance her natural beauty.

'Girl, give me something to work with here,' he thought, frustrated. 'It's already awkward enough that I came here, and now the dumb system added powers to her unstable mentality'.

I have no idea how to carry on from here'.

"I came here to tell you something," Eric said, still gathering his courage.

"Go on," Akari said, holding onto the couch as she rocked back and forth.

She still refused to make eye contact, fearing the worst.

She thought he might be here to tell her not to associate with him anymore—and hearing that directly from him, while looking him in the eyes, would hurt too much.

You go big or You go home