M/N and his Harem of Yandere Simulator Boys

[Best friend]

Sumiko shamelessly used her best friend priveledges to ask M/N for a favour -- to keep Mujo busy while she snoops through his things. M/N, uncertain whether he would unknowingly become an accomplice in a murder (flashback to when Sumiko almost poisoned Mujo to death by drugging him with random pills she found in the medicine cabinet), had agreed nevertheless.

Suddenly appearing out of nowhere to small talk him was suspicious.

They decided the best way to distract is by letting him do his job by pretending to have a headache or something.

It's not like he can say no.

Call it a moment of impulsiveness, but the end result is the same -- M/N got injured for real.

The blood dripping down his leg looked frightening. However, it didn't hurt as much as it looked. When Mujo caught sight of M/N's bloody leg, he couldn't help but panic, thinking the killer was out and about.

Mujo, who was frantically treating his injury, didn't notice someone looking through his stuff.

Ayano, who also came to steal some bottles from the medicine cabinet : "..."

Ayano's not judging. She literally drugged someone to create a distraction, but it seemed like it was unnecessary. Sumiko didn't pay her any mind either.

Right on cue, Freddo came in with a hand rubbing one of his temples as he tried to soothe the pain.

" Ah, Freddo-senpai? What are you doing here? "

Not long after, they were engaged in conversation. A morbid curiosity welled up in Sumiko. She was done snooping through her sweetheart's things. Now she wanted to know what kind of pictures the Photography Club's President would take.

Sumiko, who only saw sneak shots of her friend, "..."

That's enough snooping for today thought Sumiko as she wisely put the camera back.

It was like opening pandora's box as it revealed the horrors within. Some things are better left unknown.

[Best friend 2]

" Sumi, it's fucking 3 in the morning. "

A very tired man answered the phone with none of his usual kind and gentle words. M/N stayed up late cramming for a test that he forgot about that was later today. After studying enough material, so his paper won't be completely blank, he decided to get some shut-eye because it probably wasn't the best idea to try to answer a test brain-dead. Just when the man closed his eyes, his phone disturbed the silence and rang deep into the night.

" M/N... "

" Sumi, no. I don't live anywhere close to you. "

" M/NNNnnnn... "

" Sumi, I'll lend you my notes tomorrow. "

" But I won't have any time to prepare! The test is right after homeroom! "

" ... "

M/N found himself standing in front of the Taguchi household.

" I hate you. "

" I love you too~."

Hitoshi Taguchi, Sumiko's older brother and the school's guidance counsellor, was surprised to see M/N sleeping on the couch.

Mido Rana, who was M/N's neighbour and who didn't get to see his favourite cutie this morning, came to school with store-bought lunch.

As a mature adult, he knew he shouldn't be jealous of a student and one of his fellow coworkers getting to eat packed lunches specially made by his cutie neighbour.

M/N managed to pass the exam with flying colours. Spending the night tutoring Sumiko really drilled the information into his head.

Sumiko, who accidentally fell asleep halfway through the test, didn't only fail but also got her paper wet by drooling all over it. Most of what she did manage to answer became smudged as a result.

Luckily, she easily got over it after seeing Mujo.

[ Getting Creative ]

" Senpai... "

M/N doesn't know how long he had to stay in this position. Bent over the chair for a long period of time has M/N's back aching. Wet squelching sounds echoed obscenely in the room as his fingers moved slightly.

" Behave. " M/N groaned but did as he was told. He could feel it hardening over time but every time he thought it'd be okay to remove his hand, he would be scolded. His arm was starting to get sore.

" M/N. Be careful. "

" Geiju, I've been holding my hand in his bucket for over an hour. How long does it take to make a mold? "

" Minutes. " Geiju, unable to hold back his smile, answered honestly.

" Eh??? "

Geiju's parents had left for an exhibition, leaving their 18-year-old son unattended. What else with a hormonal teenager like him do but invite some friends over, and by friends, we all know it's going to be M/N -- the only one that's actually been over at his house before.

Scamming M/N over was easy. He only had to off-handedly mention there were some foreign snacks that his parents brought home from their last trip and h,e already had M/N running. Slightly jealous that the silver-haired kid found such a thing before him. He spent an entire year with M/N by his side, yet he didn't know how M/N could be easily persuaded with little treats.

It was very cute.

Geiju had him first so why did he have to share him with others? There was a time that M/N only looked at him but this year, the time he spent with M/N had lessened.

Having M/N positioned awkwardly for an hour was nothing but a petty punishment for leaving him. He wasn't entirely heartless as he massaged M/N aching arm. M/N was a good sport and easily accepted it as a harmless prank.

A/N :

Sorry for not updating for like a long time. Not going to go too much into detail but I've been a bit busy so yeah. Also, I had to redo all my previous drafts quite a few times because I didn't like them.

By no means am I saying the previous published chapters were  like brilliant masterpieces but it was sort of readable at least..? (I hope so)

Idk I hope there aren't too many grammatical errors and enjoy I guess