I Became a Stalker in a Yandere Dating Sim

1. Rather show me a roof that I don’t know

The inevitable music of judgment you encounter when you wake up possessed by the Academy’s genre.

[Good Morning- Ba ba ba ba~]

I never imagined I’d hear that old tune here.

As soon as I open my eyes…. Please, rather, just show me an unfamiliar ceiling.

The ceiling was plastered with pictures of all the heroines from the Throb Throb Awakened Academy.

If the guy who papered these pictures all over the ceiling was normal, then the world must have already been destroyed.

Shocking pictures that needed mosaic censorship, or even made you wonder how they were even taken.

The heroines’ expressions were all natural as if captured within their everyday lives, seamlessly blended in.

The exposure was both consistently stunning… oh goddammit, oh my God.

At this point, the person who took these photos needs to be charged with violation of rights, and better yet, should be permanently locked up without parole, no, put on death row.

Even though the crazy bastard who took these pictures could, at any moment, use his powers to assault the heroines,

I wonder if he was an eagle preying on its food in his previous life.

He waited until just before the highlight cut scene where the protagonist woos the heroine.

He is such a wretched beast who intrudes with NTR at the most shivering and joyful moments.

“Ah, here comes that crazy bastard.”

He popped his forehead at the sound of an unfamiliar soothing voice.

Yes, I, Isau, a 20-year-old thrill-seeker, was possessed by such a crazy stalker ‘Roxer’.

And the reason for this was just because I responded to a single survey mail that was sent to me.

“Ah…”

Was it so strange that I was filled with sleep that day?

I woke up feeling great after a sound sleep and found myself awakening in ‘Roxer’s body, which was preparing to go to bed.

The first day, I was so dumbfounded that I just screamed and mumbled like a madman in bed before falling asleep.

When I got up and saw the naughty pictures and lustful shots of the heroines that filled not only the ceilings but also the walls.

My head spun like it was hit with a cast-iron frying pan.

It was the first time I’d had a double whammy the moment I got up… Ah.

“That’s right, he was such a guy.”

While splashing water on my face with both hands.

I leaned my head back praying that, if there is a God, please save this bastard.

Roxer, the stalker in the otome game ‘Heart Racing Awaken Academy’ that I played.

When I played the main game, because I chose to ‘Train with the sword in a Yandere Otome Fantasy game’

I did not fell victim to this stalker guy.

Though I’ve seen a few conceptual posts from those who suffered from Roxer after playing the game, so I know how crazy this bastard is.

This insane stalker believes that he is seriously dating each woman he is stalking.

His cracked-brain twisted the logic that the thrill of slow romance comes from keeping pace into something sinister.

He is said to use time-stopping and space-related abilities mainly for taking lewd photos and stalking the heroines.

While he doesn’t engage directly in s*xual activities with the heroines.

If you are courting the heroines targeted by Roxer, the stalker with this name, without dealing with him,

A scene where Roxer NTRs the heroines like a dog saying [“Kuk….!! You are mine…! My own!! I will personally mark inside you!!!”]

It is said to appear at the heart-racing highlight cut scene with the heroine at hundred days of dating.

Of course, the event only happens at the highest difficulty level of ‘Cardiac Arrest.’

It usually ends up with some absurd words hindering at a level below.

The sheer existence of it is mind-blowing. Waiting for the hundredth day is also incredible.

The depth of darkness that should not come into the light created by such a cocky devil was hideous, too filthy even for evil.

Well, thanks to the developers, there’s an option to prevent any events caused by this stalker bastard from occurring at all.

Those who didn’t know about it apparently wailed all around, anyway.

Thinking that such a mind-bending guy would deliberately take lewd photographs and stick them on the ceiling.

I naturally wanted to take down all the pictures stuck on the ceiling and the walls.

But as I was thinking of such a sensible idea, my sight changed just a bit.

“Huh? Why am I suddenly seeing spider web-like things?”

Suddenly, things that felt like spider webs shimmering in crimson and violet appeared, no, were perceived right in front of my eyes.

Spiderwebs only shimmering in crimson and violet at the edges of the objects… I’m sure I’ve seen this when I caught this stalker.

Something about the distance felt strange.

Even when the spider web-like thing can be seen at the edge of a lewd photograph stuck on the unreachable ceiling

“Why does it seem like I can reach it?”

For some unknown reason, it felt like I could touch it with a small reach of my hand.

On a strange hunch, I waved my arm around. While there was no particular sensation,

A picture, the edge of which was covered in crimson spiderwebs, fell from the ceiling, waving.

“Damn, what is this?”

I was so surprised that I was dumbfounded.

It was always strange to fight as if there was no range when he caught Roxer in the main work game.

I couldn’t believe it would be a space-related talent that seemed to be unrestricted by distance like this….

And yet he used this amazing spatial ability for shooting lewd photos and stalking??

Baffled, I wondered what kind of language would be appropriate to express my contempt for this crazy stalker.

“Ugh-!”

A photo capturing the intimate part of the heroine fluttering down right in front of my face.

My eyes remained at the high-quality explicit picture that overshadowed all my previous expressions of awe and disdain.

Even when the image obscured my vision, I could still see the spiderweb patterns of violet and deep red lines tracing the edges and protruding parts of objects, just like a blueprint.

Under normal circumstances, I would have been shocked by such an ability to see through objects.

“…Hah… f*ck! Why did I become such a prick!!”

Caught in the whirlwind of madness left behind by this insane jerk, I sprang up, wildly gesturing at the violet and deep red spiderwebs that were still visible even with my eyes closed.

Then, explicit photos started falling around me, creating a doomsday-like scene…

Wouldn’t this be the scene when s*x-crazed humanity is punished and the sky collapses?

I tore the lewd photo that had covered my face, seething in fury.

“This pathetic jerk. I’m gonna clean up all his mess.”

I, who had no intention of continuing living like an ugly stalker, got off the bed to eradicate all the twisted deeds of this Rocker jerk I had become.

Then, I could see through only the objects I wanted – explicit photos of heroines plastered all around the house, the storage box filled with their belongings, and the huge wardrobe, forming a spiderweb pattern of violet and deep red.

“This crazy jerk, he filled a whole department store with shoes, torn stockings, stationery, and women’s underwear?”

Let’s hope they’re not his. God forbid they are.

If this lunatic has a hobby of cross-dressing, I might really go mad.

I searched every corner of the house and found everything this guy had stolen while stalking.

I waved my hands roughly to bring the rotten pile before me. No matter how shocked I was at how Rocker’s ability made it incredibly easy to interact with these objects, I was already too tired to be baffled.

The fact that I met a heroine whose face I barely knew through her stuff and explicit photos…

“Ho, now I understand the importance of birth control and home education.”

Born again in the body of a guy with such a deranged personality and ability….

I had become a mascot that emphasizes the importance of birth control.

Who knew that by filling out a survey incorrectly, I would end up possessed by such a guy?

The sender of the email might have transformed me mysteriously because I played the game strangely… Still, it sucks that they turned me into a perverted, disgusting stalker.

I simply wanted to try out this amazing ability in the game.

However, due to the overly considerate and unnecessary kindness of the game company, rather than just experiencing the game from Rocker’s perspective, I became an omniscient Rocker and naturally, my life became utterly unpredictable.

“Hah, such is my fate.”

Especially given the fact that I collected explicit photos and items of heroines I didn’t even know in the story through this guy’s ability…

I started pondering about the temperature of the Han river.

Why on Earth did I have to get into a pathetic asshole like this… Did I deceive a three-headed tortoise in my previous life?

Well, I can’t help it anyway. From now on, I should lead a decent life and behave like a human.

First, let’s clean up and sort out all these things.

“I’m not sure if this will work.”

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Despite his most powerful ability in the work, I remembered the initial hand movement Rocker did – using his power not for the right cause but for stalking women.

A squeezing hand movement that molds something into a very small sphere.

As I started shaping the violet and deep-red spiderwebs into dough-like clumps,

Slurp! With the sound of a contorting object.

The objects in front of me strangely twisted together into a ball.

I felt so drained as if someone had halved my energy gauge.

“Hah…! I can’t believe I’m doing all this with such a cheat-like ability.”

I could not stop marveling at the second most shocking spectacle following my possession, which I never thought would happen for real.

Even considering the extreme exhaustion, something was off.

The sensation seemed like it could be adjusted to feel as if it wasn’t there at all, just like the thickness of a spider web.

Moving my hand directly towards the grotesquely twisted objects that had turned black, I clapped my hands together as if compressing something.

Instantly, with a gasp for breath, all traces of the stalker vanished completely.

How many times had I done a save-load through such absurd abilities.

“…Quite phenomenal, isn’t it?”

Now this power is mine… the very same power that had mercilessly torn my character in the game time and again.

Realizing that I could actually wield this outrageous power, the human treachery astonished me.

Just as the rage from the heroines I’ve effortlessly evaporated along with their related possessions had vanished in an instant.

If one were a man, they might have once dreamed of entering into a game.

Where they could run wild with their whole body.

Although I possessed a reputation as a total disaster, my wish had somehow become reality.

“…Wow… Should I be grateful for the reincarnation?”

Being able to use such an astonishing ability even in this state was thrilling.

It excited me to the point where I wanted to engage in combat using this power.

But one must be cautious of carelessness.

I decided to open the window wide to let in the sunlight and clear my head.

After finishing cleaning my room, checking my belongings, and assessing the situation…

“Why did I have to pursue someone like a heroine with this handsome face?”

I saw a reflection in the large mirror as I entered the bathroom to take a cold shower.

It was mixed admiration and sighs looking at the image of the fool, Rocker.

Blonde hair, red eyes, so pale that his skin was practically white.

A lean muscular body that women would find desirable, and stretched muscles neatly in place.

Broad shoulders, a strong jawline, a junior dwarfing even a South African elephant.

This guy who could have been gold had he tanned, had superior abilities, good body condition, and an outstanding face.

Was he insane to have a meteor stuck in his brain while walking down the street?

According to the rumors online, the heroines had always been bothered by him, acting like a crazy stalker child since before they entered the academy.

If he had put in the effort to produce a heartwarming story, he would be fathering a child with the heroine by now. Ah, what an idiot.

What kind of moron chooses a life like that despite having power, a good body, good face, and even money?

“Really, to use such a power only for stalking women, that’s something in its own right?”

Maybe because it is a game, that’s why the story is set up like that.

But now that it’s become reality, it was unbelievable, surprising, and repulsive, just like a pink dolphin with chocolate abs saying today is a cheat day and eating mint-flavored tteokbokki.

One would enjoy the thrill of combat with such power.

But to chase after girls’ butts, and do something like wallpapering his room with heroine’s s*xy pictures…

The thought alone made me feel disgusted.

Wait a minute,

“Please don’t tell me this crazy guy has hidden the objects collected while stalking the heroines somewhere outside the house?”

It’s plausible. The crazy jerk, who’s so obsessed with the heroines that he’d even wallpapered his room with their s*xy pictures.

There’s no way he didn’t hide items that could be his All Blue or One Piece somewhere.

Staring blankly at the cold water drops falling together with the sound of the shower.

If the objects from my stalking days are revealed and the heroines come to despise me….

Then, I’ll just quit the academy and live as a full-time combatant.

I have no interest in the heroines and the only matter of concern for me is experiencing the battle directly.

It’s regrettable to start out with a terrible reputation as a stalker.

“Well. I saw it didn’t cause any issue in the original story so it should be fine.”

Since I was going to go on a route unrelated to the heroines, I put aside the things that have not happened yet.

And so, I finished taking a shower, shook my hair dry with a towel, and got dressed.

Perhaps it’s time to enjoy a bloodbath with this crazy power? Just then.

The noise of a knock and the sound of something being left behind were heard.

Calm down me who was surprised thinking that the police had come because of the stalking.

When I looked outside the door… through the sight tinged with violet or pink hues, I spotted a slightly large parcel and a familiar-looking laptop within it.

As I opened the door and checked the package, just as I thought.

“Ah, no way.”

The recipient was Rokseo, and the sender was written as the ‘Heart-Fluttering Awakened Academy Development Team’.

With a doubting heart, I eagerly ripped open the parcel that these guys, who sent me here, had sent.

“No way, isn’t this my laptop!?!?”

It was the black laptop I had used when playing the game.