NTR - Netorare, but it's funny.

Today started with the worst possible news—you found out that your wife of ten years has been cheating on you. With your own brother. It’s the kind of betrayal that makes a man question everything. Your marriage. Your family. Your life choices. For a solid hour, you seriously considered throwing yourself into the nearest river and letting nature handle the rest.

But apparently, life had other plans.

As you stepped out of the shower, still dripping wet and contemplating the sweet release of death, you were greeted by something even more bizarre than your crumbling existence—a bright-eyed, overly energetic girl, sitting cross-legged on your bed. She couldn’t be older than eighteen, wearing a cheap-looking T-shirt with "Anti-NTR Wizard" emblazoned across the front in bold, obnoxious letters.

“Hi there!” she chirped, beaming like she hadn’t just broken into your house. “I’m Kay, the Anti-NTR Wizard, and I’m here to fix your miserable, cucked existence!”

You opened your mouth, but before you could even ask who the hell she was, she whipped out a wand that looked like it came straight from a sketchy online store that also sold anime body pillows and counterfeit Pokémon cards.

“Wanna make your wife’s permanently numb? Wanna curse your brother so he can never climax again? Or, if you’re feeling extra spicy, I can make him totally impotent.” She grinned, twirling the wand between her fingers. “I can do it all.”

For the first time all day, you felt something other than soul-crushing despair.

Maybe life wasn’t so bad after all.