I, who tortured the readers, was knocked to the ground by them!

Chapter 1 has been opened, what should I do? (Please collect it!)
The sunlight shines through the glass and onto the swaying tram.

The high school students in their summer uniforms chattered about last night's TBS TV program and the information about the next episode of "One Piece".

The atmosphere after school is always cheerful.

However, the hot girl who was always sunny and cheerful was frowning abnormally.

Sato Wakaba closed her phone and let out a long sigh after reading the latest chapter of the comic.

How to describe her mood at the moment?
I really want to give that bastard whose pen name is Haruki Nagayama a blow!

Another character she loved very much was murdered by him and burned to death in the plot.

It's like this every time. As soon as the story becomes a little bit warm, that bastard will quickly ruin it all, and even make some hellish jokes about the characters who died tragically at the end of the chapter.

This pervert seems to be enjoying torturing the readers.
If that guy appeared in front of her, she would definitely teach that bastard a lesson.

Of course, Sato Wakaba also knew that this was impossible.

After all, she didn't even know the bastard's name, age, or appearance. Even if he appeared in front of her, she wouldn't recognize him.

Not to mention, in most cases, there is no chance of even passing by each other.

Thinking of this, Sato Wakaba felt even more aggrieved. She had a feeling of helplessness as if she was being teased unilaterally but had no way to deal with it.

There was a message on the phone.

Her classmates invited her to go to karaoke.

Perhaps, at this moment, she was in a terrible mood and should take this opportunity to relax.

But I have no choice, because I have some important things to do today as assigned by the landlord.

She was going to give the keys to her roommate who was about to move in.

Sato Wakaba sighed again. Now she could only hope that her roommate, whom she had never met before, would be someone she could get along with.
Thinking about it, Sato Wakaba raised her head and she saw a figure.

That was my classmate Sakurai Itsuki. He was holding up his phone and filming something with a smile on his face.

Following my gaze, I saw what seemed to be an advertisement for "Ghost Rider" on the tram.

Sato Wakaba was a little surprised. She rarely saw Sakurai Itsuki smile so happily. Although that guy was handsome, he spent most of his time sleeping at school and rarely participated in activities. No one knew what he was busy doing at night.

Perhaps under normal circumstances, as the recognized sunny character in the class, she should go and strike up a conversation with Sakurai Itsuki and have a few casual words.

But today, Sato Wakaba, who was a little depressed, looked at Sakurai Itsuki's smile, and just silently sighed that the joys and sorrows of people were not the same, and then gave up on chatting her up.

Anyway, there probably wouldn't be any interactions between the two of them beyond just being ordinary classmates.

Especially for some reason, Sato Wakaba always felt that Sakurai Tree's smile was full of evil taste.
Thinking of this, Sato Wakaba lowered her head, took out her mobile phone and started checking Twitter, hoping to change her mood.

Suddenly, the message flashed.

[Haruki Nagayama updated a tweet].

Sato Wakaba, who was angry, clicked on it immediately.

Then he clenched his fists.

This is a photo from a Ghost Rider commercial shoot.

There was also her favorite character, Li Hetian, but the picture shown was a close-up of her being burned to death in last night's plot.

[Rigata said people go to the cinema after they die. What movie do you think she'll watch? Ghost Rider? Hahaha, whose barbecue is better, hers or Ghost Rider's? Rigata's looks all burnt and crispy. It's the Maillard reaction!]

"This psychopath"

Looking at this message from Haruki Nagayama, Sato Wakaba was so angry that she gritted her teeth.

If she ever caught this beast, she would definitely teach him a lesson.

Hey, wait.

This ad looks familiar, the shooting angle
Sato Wakaba was suddenly startled and thought of something.

He suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of Sakurai Itsuki.

【You are born, can you speak human language? 】

[You old thief, you have no heart! ]

[Newborn! You are a complete newborn! ]

[You bastard author, I could kill you a thousand times, and it wouldn't be enough!!]

Sakurai Itsuki looked at the friendly comments in the comment section, and the smile on his face couldn't help but brighten a little.

This is certainly not because he is a pervert who gets excited when being insulted, but because of his golden finger.

A year ago, Sakurai Itsuki finally awakened the memories of his past life, and as usual, awakened the golden finger.

Sakurai Itsuki called his golden finger, [Negative Emotion Collector].

Whenever someone feels negatively impacted by his actions, Sakurai Itsuki receives points.

Points can be exchanged for Japanese Yen at a 1:1 ratio.

At first, this system was not very efficient. After doing a lot of beastly things at the risk of being beaten, Sakurai Itsuki found that his income was not as high as working in an izakaya. But soon, Sakurai Itsuki found the right way to open it.

After awakening his memory, Sakurai Itsuki found that his memories of his past life were a little too clear.

He remembered every line from the movies he had seen in his previous life, every scene in the animation, and even every tune in the songs clearly.

After comparing his memories, he discovered that although the culture, economy, and world structure of this world and his previous life were similar, there were still many entertainment works from his previous life that did not exist in this world.

Of course, there are some works that can bring negative emotions.

Given that both film and music distribution require a certain threshold, and that I was a painter who graduated from an art school in my previous life.

Therefore, Sakurai Itsuki rightfully became a beastly cartoonist who was hated by everyone.

At this moment, Sakurai Itsuki felt extremely happy as he watched the points soaring along with those vicious comments.

I just saw this Ghost Rider ad and posted a tweet on a whim and earned more than 10,000 points.

This week's system points are about 300,000, plus Jump's royalties of 200,000.

I earned about 50 yen this week, and as my fame grows, this number will increase.

In addition to this, the move went quite smoothly. With the introduction of a relative, he is about to move into a detached villa with a yard in downtown Tokyo.

Although there is a roommate.

But they live on different floors, so they have plenty of private space, and more importantly, the price is cheaper than a single apartment in the same area.

Before officially deciding to buy the house, Sakurai Itsuki really couldn't think of any reason to refuse.

It would be perfect if that roommate was someone easy to get along with.

The more Sakurai Itsuki thought about it, the more he felt that his life was perfect.

Suddenly I found a private message in my account.

[Akira Yumi], it's that guy who always harasses him with private messages.

As for the content:

[You bastard, you drew this kind of plot again and even whipped my corpse. I'm going to rape you sooner or later!]

As expected, Sakurai Itsuki always received these kind of threatening and insulting private messages, but instead of taking them seriously, he snorted.

No matter how unhappy these people are, they can only do verbal gymnastics on the Internet.

These people don't know Sakurai Itsuki's name, what he looks like, or where he lives. What can they do to him?

On the contrary, the more they break the defense, the more Sakurai Itsuki will benefit.

The train slowly arrived at the station. Sakurai Itsuki hummed a little tune and got off the train with brisk steps.

For some reason, Sakurai Itsuki always felt that there was an inexplicable gaze staring at him from the train just now.

He knew that he was handsome and it was normal for people to stare at him.

But even after getting off the bus, this feeling hasn't disappeared.

Someone seems to be following him?
Sakurai Itsuki turned into a narrow alley, but that gaze was still staring at him.

He turned around suddenly and saw that someone was following him.

However, Sakurai Itsuki breathed a sigh of relief.

She is the beautiful hot girl in the class who always has blonde hair.

She is always sunny and cheerful, with a bright smile on her face. She is also good-looking enough to attend the Tokyo Girls Fashion Week without any sense of incongruity. She seems to be of Japanese-British descent, so she is very popular.

But today, she was pouting, which was very rare for her, showing her extreme unhappiness.

Just when Sakurai Itsuki was about to say hello, Sato Wakaba spoke first.

"Haruki Nagayama!"

"Ah, what's wrong?" Sakurai Itsuki responded subconsciously, and then immediately realized that something was wrong.

Why didn't she call him by his real name, but his pen name?

"It's you! You damn bastard!" Sato Wakaba's delicate face was filled with anger.

Thinking back to the private message just now, Sakurai Itsuki suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck. This is not good!
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PS: Perhaps a small number of readers will feel uncomfortable with the protagonist Sakurai Itsuki's hellish jokes that are not very respectful to the characters.

I deeply regret this, as this is just a setting made by the author to make the beginning of the story more interesting.

Please help him apologize to everyone. Don’t scold me, QAQ, just scold the male lead.

He's a beast by design.

Also, since you've come this far, please add this to your favorites. Please, don't leave. I can do anything. Ouni deserves it! (TwT)

　New author, new book, please collect it, please, please!

　　
　
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