Villain's Hero Life

A man wearing a rat cartoon character mask in a mouse shouted loudly at the Villain Workforce Office.

"Drink and die! I'll shoot today!!"

At the same time, cheers erupted from the surroundings.

I stepped on a man in his eyes.

"Phew!! He's got a big fucking head. Shouldn't we change the size of the mask for those guys?"

The beggar man turns his head and looks at the thin man.

His face was covered with the same 'character mask' as the skinny man.

"What did you just say, you little anchovy?"

"What, anchovies? Is that pig talking to me?"

Bloop!

When they got up, they began to fight, spitting profound swearing at each other.

Both of them, however, took only intimidating motion and did not engage in direct attacks.

I'm just rolling my eyes hard to guess who my opponent is.

A thin man stepped forward and said.

"Hey, take off your mask. Are you freaking out because you're distracted?"

"You can't be FranKen, the big guy, class A," right? '

I didn't even lose to a big, distracted guy.

"Ha! Just look at your trembling legs. You're the one who's afraid to go naked, aren't you?"

"Shit, isn't that an angle? What a long bridge. '

Masks here were shackles to oppress them and shields to protect them.

And the moment you drop that shield and reveal yourself, you're eaten by people who are stronger than you are.

So everyone here was wearing masks at all times.

Likewise, an old man with muscles in a mouse mask shouts.

"Who the hell are these guys? Dry it up! How many times have I told you it's her day...!"

Again. Again.

However, the sound of the hoofbeats echoing through the store did not bring him to an end.

Billon's building, where mice are anonymous by using masks.

Not wearing a mask in such a place is confident that no one here is stronger than themselves.

In fact, when a woman appeared without a mask on, everyone was shaking like an ash tree, shaking their heads.

A thin, thin man who had yet to notice her appearance and continued to make harsh remarks.

"You're my friend when I go...! Cough!"

Boom!

You hear a terrifying sound and he slumps to the ground.

The man who saw him swallowed his saliva.

What happened so fast.

"Ha... Shut up."

You hear a voice as clear as a mule's tail.

However, everyone who knew the protagonist of the voice couldn't even breathe.

She was wearing an adorable rat headband instead of a mask with a white, clean face.

A distinctive eye that matches a strangely cute hairband.

Chan Guo's man notices who she is opens his mouth urgently.

"Wait! That's not it, 50726; …!"

Grrr!

But even before he finished speaking, a little fist was stuck in his neck.

She's the only woman in the mouse who doesn't wear a mask.

"Shut up, you bastards!"

She is the unofficial head of the mouse, Mickey.

.

She knocks out two of them in an instant and clears her side.

"Cigarette."

Then, the silly billon, 'Red Muffler', who covered the black suit with a red muffler to the back of his nose, took the cigarette out of his arms and handed it to Mickey's mouth.

She sat on the table with a cigarette in her mouth.

Fluffy

As she sits at the table, the heeled leg is plunged into the air.

"Phew..."

Mickey scratches the edges of his forehead with his palms, a long burst of cigarette smoke.

"You idiots!!"

Twitch!

A heavy shout that could not be imagined coming from that small figure.

"You'll drink quietly, you morons!!"

Everyone clapped their mouths and trembled.

"Shit!! Starting today, if those bastards who can't take care of themselves make a sound, they'll die first. Do you understand?!"

"Yes!!"

She is the queen that no one in the mouse can oppose.

Her words were the law.

As she watches, she bites her cigarette back into her mouth and looks at the man standing next to her, Red Muffler.

"Phew... write these two down on the list and remove them from me one more time."

"Yes, I understand. And Mickey."

"Ang?"

"We have a problem."

Mickey frowns at Red Muffler's words.

"Oh, what else?"

"This is intelligence that the Hero Association is attacking our 'Mouse'."

"What? When??"

Again?

Red Muffler replies with a dry, tall look on her face.

"It should take effect within a few days. We don't have an exact date yet, but we'll get back to you when we know for sure."

"Phew... What the hell is this place? What a surprise. If you're gonna do it, do it right."

She sighs and shakes her hand annoyingly.

"I get it. Be ready when the time comes."

"Yes, I understand."

Tak!

She jumps off the table and shouts loudly.

"Hey, you useless bastards! They're coming! Get ready! Don't lose your strength like these two!"

Everyone bows and answers simultaneously to her shout.

"Yes, I understand!!"

* * * * *

The next day, a ceremony headed for the Operation Home Base for a mouse sneak attack was rotting my head in one question.

'But why is Kim Dae-chun's company so inevitable?'

No matter how much I tied my head to this area, I had no idea.

And Kim Dae-chun's attitude at the Operation Home Base was a sham.

"Dammit…, why do I have to do this mission!"

A guy who sells his land hard because he has a lot of complaints.

Then he swooped back toward the ceremony and said a word.

"You made me look like this!"

I thought the Changing Ceremony was very consistent.

It felt ridiculous and great to keep that attitude even though it was broken once already.

"If that's a gift, is that a gift? '

As soon as I stared at the ceremony, he was excited and started making fun of me.

"You must have made some strange noises and dragged me to this place, right?"

Perhaps it was time for more mental education.

The Changing Ceremony slowly approached him to help him.

"What! Why, why!! Again!"

He immediately lifted his guard and began to step back.

Kim Dae-chun has an honest body.

The ceremony came one step closer with a terrifying smile on its mouth.

"Well…."

Then I suddenly thought about 'Daechun Kim's company' in the system window.

Obviously, the mouse has no contact with it.

Then what about the connection between the sword hanging as a reward and the sword Pentadium?

Then, in the eyes of the ceremony, Daechun saw a long cloth wrapped around him.

"What is surrounded by that cloth?"

A man who gets embarrassed and says anything when he cares about his goods.

"Huh? What are you talking about?"

"It looks like a longsword. What is it?" Did you think you could use a sword? "

"A sword! What are you talking about?"

Beyond embarrassment, his face became a reflection.

The ceremony, judged to be definitely something, reached out to confirm.

Then Daechun Kim reacted violently.

"Why don't you go away!?"

Choreography triggered skill, rock cancer, judging by the lack of words.

Quadruck!

The creature looking at the left hand of the stone statue drops his bars as if he remembers trauma.

The ceremony approached him with a threatening gesture.

"Give it to me."

"Oh, don't be ridiculous! This is mine!"

"Bring it, you son of a bitch."

When the ceremony raises its left hand towards him, he closes his eyes tightly.

"Do you think I'm afraid of you? I am the descendant of the mightiest hero!"

"This is insane. You're no descendant of a hero."

The ceremony was in the words of Daechun.

But he opened his eyes and stared at the ceremony as if it were not a joke.

"Don't smile. Me, me! A descendant of an ancient hero!"

"What?"

In response to the ceremony, he shouted confidently.

"My great-grandfather is a hero who saved the world!"

And the ceremony that looked at him was impressed.

"Oh, shit. Let's get hit."

* * * * *

"Sir, the Academy is out there right now."

The General Manager of Operation Mouse Sneaker and A Class Hero Steel stood up, placing the newspaper on his desk.

"Oh, right. Let's go."

After that, I grumbled about not liking Kim Chae-yeon who was following me.

"Hooray, boss. Then why is this support coming?"

"That's what they want you to do up there."

"No, I still don't have any support all of a sudden..."

The iron gun scratches her head on her face as if it didn't make sense.

"You can't do anything to people who have all sold our faces."

"... But if they make a mistake..."

She sighs loudly.

"Come on, don't be so dramatic. Let's meet. Either way, they're the Academy's talent. That would be quite helpful."

"Oh, I don't know. I just want it to be my team."

"Anyway, don't scare me too much after your first meeting. Think about your first mission."

"Phew, I get it."

As they went out of the building, there was a huge, odd-looking man just in front of them.

"Well, are those the two?"

"Yes, it is. But..."

The two air currents seemed strange.

The big guy who looks like a mouse who confronted the cat and threatens the big guy not to match the odd look.

I approached them, thinking that the iron gun was the right picture, even if it was a fight.

"That's enough."

"Huh…?! Meg and Magnum Gun?!"

Magnum Gun is the hero of iron.

And Daechun, who looks surprised to point at him, is the most respected hero.

"Is this the support you've been given in this mission?"

"Yes, yes!"

"Well, yes. I am Steel Gun, the team leader of this mission. Well, you can call me Magnum Gun."

"Oh, it's an honor to meet you! I'm a huge fan of Magnum!"

I was a little embarrassed by the guy I liked running around like a big guy.

When Chelsea's expression was awkward, Kim Chae-yeon next to her opened her eyes.

"Do you know what a fan meeting is or is this a joke?"

"Yes? Ah... I'm sorry."

Kim Dae-chun, who is shrinking right after she says something.

"Kmm! It's okay. It's okay."

I told him it was okay, but he was already sick of how to lead the mission with this sunchick.

"Hoo, anyway, let's be on the same team for a while."

"Oh, yes!"

Kim Chang-sik frowned as if he was annoyed with Daechun answering softly.

Seeing that, Iron Gun asked.

"Hmm, is this your first mission?"

He replied as he was suddenly discouraged.

"Yes… that's right."

"Are you afraid?"

"……."

No one answered the question, but Iron held that as a positive intention.

"It's okay. It's always the first time you're scared. So what you're afraid of now is that there's nothing wrong with it."

"Magnum Gun...."

At the warmth of the steel gun, Daechun gave him a warm look as if he had been impressed.

'Of course, there are exceptions.'

From the point of view of Iron Gun, Daechun and Chang were merely adults. After completing this mission well, they were just sunchicks to send back to the Academy.

Iron Gun nods and asks them.

"Well, by the way, what are your qualifications and ratings in the Academy? Even if it doesn't work in combat, we still need to know how much power we have."

At the same time, Chae Yeon handed over the files containing their personal information to Chelsea.

"I have the characteristics of the skin being petrified."

"Really? When I first woke up, I had the characteristics of a mural. It's good to see you."

His eyes became even more dazzling.

"Let's see Kim Dae-chun, hmm? It doesn't have a grade, but did you get it wrong?"

"Yes? Uh, well... We haven't been graded yet."

I looked through the file and asked about the steel gun.

"What does that mean?"

"We're still candidates...?"

"……."

His hand stands still, handing over the file.

And there was a deep silence.

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