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How I Became a Millionaire from Ad Revenue by Continuously Uploading NTR Video Letters Sent by My Cheating Girlfriend to an Adult Video Site — Part 1


"Yay, boyfriend! Are you watching?"

It was a nightmare.

One afternoon, a message arrived from her, along with the words "I'm sorry..."

(Surprise video, maybe?)

Excited, I hit play, only to see her clinging to some unfamiliar, muscular blond guy.

"Huh...?"

For a moment, I thought maybe she was debuting in women's pro wrestling, but no, this was clearly cheating. Thanks for that.

An NTR (netorare) video letter. I never thought they actually existed.

The shock and rage hit me so hard that I almost fainted, but I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the screen.

Her lover looked directly into the camera and opened his mouth.

"Yay, boyfriend! Are you watching?"

Of course, I’m watching. I’m playing the video, so obviously, I’m watching. Surely you have something better to say.

"Hey, boyfriend? Your girl is getting it on with me, you know?"

I can see that without your commentary. And "getting it on"? What is this, classical literature?

"I'm sorry, boyfriend. But my body and soul both belong to him now... Ahh..."

My girlfriend, letting out a moan as her lover patted her head, was apologizing with tears in her eyes.

Lies. It might be true that her heart now belongs to that blond guy, but not her body. Article 18 of the Japanese Constitution: "No person shall be held in bondage." Therefore, it's unconstitutional for her body to belong to him. A violation of the Constitution, no less.

My head was in such chaos that I was thinking about such nonsensical things.

"Too bad, boyfriend. She’s mine now."

"Yeah, I can’t live without him... Ahh... stop it..."

"Come on, girl. Tell him what you wanted to say, right?"

"...Hey, boyfriend. I’ve always been dissatisfied."

With a malicious smile, she began to speak.

"Boyfriend, you're not that handsome, are you? You act all cool, but really, you're just socially awkward. Honestly, you're boring to talk to."

"Whoa, don’t be too harsh on him! Poor guy, ha!"

"Also, your income’s low."

"Bahahaha!"

"You're a working adult, but you watch little girls’ anime."

"Bahahaha!"

"And your breath smells in the morning."

"Wait... that’s a bit much, isn't it?"

Even the other guy sympathized with me. That one hurt the most, damn it.

"Anyway, she’s mine now, so why don’t you just watch this video and, I dunno, have a wank or something? Bahahaha!"

And with that, the video ended.

I cried. The frustration of losing her. The anger toward the blond guy. The despair over my own weakness. All of it swirled together, leaving my heart in shambles.

I was bedridden for three days. Couldn’t leave the house. So I stayed inside and watched anime. I had plenty of time, so I watched five whole shows, one season each. Yeah, "Lycoris Recoil" is definitely top-tier this season. Takina-chan is so cute.

Also, the video itself was pretty erotic, so I saved it to the cloud. The camera angles were perfect, and it was surprisingly high-quality. Blond guy, nice job.

But putting that aside.

As I was surfing the web in my misery, an article caught my eye.

"Even amateurs can earn 300,000 yen a month!? A Beginner’s Guide to Porn Harbor"

Porn Harbor. The only "harbor" I know of is Pearl Harbor and maybe Harvard University, but after some research, I found out it's a term for people who upload videos to a certain adult site. They make money from ad revenue. It’s called Porn○ub, so hence the name "Porn Harbor." I see, it’s like being a YouTuber.

Well, it has nothing to do with me. I don’t have any original adult videos, and I don’t have the guts to upload pirated ones. Earning 300,000 yen is just a pipe dream.

"Your income is low..."

Honestly, that comment pissed me off the most. Because it was true.

After graduating from college, I couldn’t land a proper job, so now I’m a part-time worker scraping by on 100,000 yen a month.

"I still spent every penny I could spare on her. If she wanted a designer item, I broke into my savings. I took on more night shifts, working myself to death. I was even considering marriage, so I was studying hard to get a qualification for a stable job. Recently, I’d even secured a job offer from a local company.

She had no idea how much effort I was putting in, and after bleeding me dry, she ends up cheating on me?

The anger I thought had subsided came rushing back.

And then it hit me.

(What if I uploaded that NTR video online? Could I make money from it...?)

I hesitated. Posting someone else’s video without permission was definitely unethical. Couldn’t it be illegal, too? But sadly, my mind had been shattered by the shock of the NTR.

<<4K High Quality>> [Amateur] The NTR Video Letter My Girlfriend Sent Was Insane...!? [NTR]

I uploaded the video to a certain site and went to sleep.

The next day, when I checked the video...

“Se-seven hundred thousand views!?”

I couldn’t believe my eyes.

Even if I assumed 0.1 yen per view, that’s 70,000 yen. That’s a lot of money for me.

After some research, I found that the more subscribers you have, the higher the payout per view. On this site, where there weren’t many creators, the rate could go as high as 0.4 yen per view for popular uploads.

However, without more videos, I wouldn’t gain more subscribers. So I made my next move.

“Hello?”

‘…What?’

She sounded annoyed. It was my ex.

Honestly, just hearing her voice was painful, but I couldn’t afford to get emotional. I kept my voice calm as I spoke.

“I wanted to talk.”

‘What? Don’t tell me you still think we can get back together? Ugh, that’s gross.’

“...”

I wanted to scream, "Shut up, you idiot!" but I bit my tongue.

‘I’m not interested in you anymore.’

“I’m still interested in you...”

‘Oh really? Haha, even after watching that video, you can still say that?’

“Yeah. That edited video isn’t real, after all.”

‘What? It’s obviously real.’

“I don’t believe it. Anyway, could you send me another video?”

What will she say...?

‘Hah, sure, why not?’

Yes!!!

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