I’m an M, So I Took the Hits for My Party and Somehow Everyone Ended Up Becoming Yandere

Even though I only wanted to feel good…

An abnormal class with a casualty rate exceeding 80%: “Meat Wall.” Within adventurer parties, it was a job treated as a disposable consumable and handled more roughly than any other and yet Finn Debyura, who boasted absolute strength in that role, was a hardcore masochist.

Pain felt good. The fear that he might die was irresistible. Addicted to adrenaline and dopamine, his brain was basically fried, and by constantly shielding the companions he met while continuing to take attacks that stopped just short of killing him, he managed to balance both work and his fetish at the same time. But one day, his party members finally said, “Please stop fighting like that already,” and….

This was the worst kind of misunderstanding-filled isekai fantasy, where a protagonist who could no longer bring himself to say, at this point, that he was a hardcore masochist who enjoyed pain clashed with the unbearably heavy emotions of the heroines who could no longer stand watching him repeatedly push himself beyond reason.