Villain's Hero Life

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"What you need to do is very simple."

The steel gun faced the ceremony and Daechun.

"First wear this mask and naturally sneak inside the mouse. And at the right time, you just press this signal twice in a row."

The iron gun clicks the iron beacon in its hand twice.

"Of course, I'd like to stir things up a little bit, but I don't want you to do that. Anyway, double tap that beacon and we'll send our team right in. And you will leave immediately."

The steel gun stares at the ceremony and opens its mouth.

"Chang-shik Kim, I know you have the skills to be confident, but it won't happen like yesterday in practice. Make sure you get out of there."

A ceremony that restrains its head on Iron Caution.

"I know. Kim Chae-yeon from a few days ago? I calculated and acted on what she was underestimating. If we fight again now, the battle will not stand."

"Hmm…."

The ceremony had a clear understanding of his or her competencies.

And it came to him fresh.

'If the candidate has that kind of power, he may overestimate his own strength, but he doesn't have to....'

The ironworks seemed quite different even to the unexpectedly meticulous calculations.

I don't think he's just leaving. Chang-sik Kim, I have to remember. '

Iron Gun shook his head and continued.

"And there's one thing to watch out for. No matter how unknown your face may be, do not take off this mask."

I carefully asked Iron Gun who lifted the mouse mask.

"W-why is that?"

He paused for a moment because of his question and replied with a firm expression.

"Taking off this mask there means it's okay to die."

"Yes?"

Daechun was confused.

"It's okay to die"? What nonsense! "

"The Billon Building and Billon Labor Office. In general, the mouse is home to the anonymous villains wearing these masks. And taking off the mask there is a sign of confidence that you can kill everyone in place."

His body trembled with a solemn expression.

'Joe, I'm so fucking scared. Aren't you scared of this guy?'

Unlike himself, Daechun frowned at the appearance of a ceremony staring indifferently.

"Khh!! Yeah, yeah! I can be like this guy. I'm not afraid of any of those Billons! '

As he trembled, he held the sword in his arms tighter.

"Whatever you do, don't take it off. All right, let's make this quick."

Finally, Daechun and Chang departed from Operations Home Base to Operations.

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Billon Labor Office, a.k.a. Mouse.

Two men were grabbing beer at the same table.

"Oh, why was Mickey there? I thought you were going to the headquarters..."

"Come to think of it, I think I've been living here recently."

The skinny guy slams a beer on the table! I put it down.

"You're not going to stay here, are you?"

"I don't know. Things seem to be happening in the atmosphere these days."

"Tsk! I'm going to buy it anyway. The moment I take off my mask while fighting for no reason..., it's horrible. It's horrible."

Seeing the skinny guy chopping his hands around, a big, distracted man smiled bloody.

"Why, aren't you confident?"

"I'm not sure about that. Son of a bitch, if Mickey hadn't barged in, you'd have already searched."

"Then take off your clothes."

The thin guy said to himself, as soon as he put his hand on the mask, he sighed.

"... I don't think you can beat Mickey, but I can't take it off."

Hefty considers for a moment, then nods his head.

"But was there anyone else here who was naked besides Mickey?"

"Well, there used to be one."

"Ho? Do you know who that is?"

The thirsty man opens his mouth cautiously for a moment to answer the curious question of the big man.

"Do you know it's Hojin Seok?"

"I've never heard of you."

"Well, I was originally from headquarters, so I overheard him trying to recruit from a recent organization."

"Scouts? Strong men?"

The man swallows his saliva and circles around and opens his mouth quietly.

"Mickey was his paw."

"What? That Mickey?"

"Yeah, that's bullshit, right? But it's a true story."

"I'd like to see his face."

"Heave-ho. What are you doing with your face? Are you going to search?"

The big man giggles, looking at the skinny guy.

"It's just, who the hell is playing Mickey with an axe?"

And then, Mickey barges in with his door wide open.

"Hey, Mickey's here. Be quiet."

"But..., what else happened?"

I looked at her for a big man to talk to.

"... I'm so fucking scared of your face. Why do you keep coming here? Just stay at headquarters."

"Isn't it because of the intel that the Heroes are attacking?"

The man said with a mouth like it was no big deal.

"It's been extended indefinitely."

"What? What do you mean?"

The man with the beer winked, stealing his mouth with his sleeve.

"Khh..., I'm from HQ! All the latest information is coming into my ears."

He starts bragging about his unreliable pride, as if excited.

And the big man sitting across the street hurriedly hangs up his words.

"So since then, Red..."

"Hey, hey!"

"…? Why?"

"What is that?"

"What."

The man turns his head in the direction the big man is looking.

And...

"Well, what the hell. That bastard?!"

"There is no mask..., right?"

"Huh? Smile...?"

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"Almost there...."

Mouse identity is created by remodeling an old cabin at the foot of a remote mountain.

Two men guarding the door were trampled in Daechun's eyes.

Both of them were wearing the same mouse mask worn by Daechun and Chang. At first glance, they looked like rough men with scars and tattoos all over their bodies.

Can we just go in? '

As he was touching his mask for no reason, the ceremony next to him came forward.

"Open the door."

The tone of coarse ceremonial speech.

He flinched for no reason.

One of the guards looks at the ceremony and the puberty alternately and smiles with yellow teeth.

"This is your first time here. Can you take off your mask? I have to check your identity."

He is very embarrassed by the unexpected demands.

"Can I take it off if I go?"

"Well, it doesn't matter if it's not inside the mouse yet."

"I see…."

'They don't know my face anyway, so let's not make as much noise as possible and guess.'

It was time for Daechun to put his hand on his mask as he thought.

"Don't try anything. Just open the door."

The ceremony came one step closer to them with a unique, coarse tone.

"What the hell! Dammit, don't you know we have to go in quietly without a fuss!? '

Daechun went out to clear up the situation, insulting the garden-variety ceremony.

"Well, that's not it..."

But...

"Phew!! What, but some of them are pretty quick, right?"

"Huh?"

"Okay, pass. Go inside."

The guard opens the door, and the ceremony naturally scrunches in.

"Good work."

"Huh? Wait a minute. What is this?"

When Daechun looked at the guard in embarrassment, he smiled in disgust.

"Hey, I need to take care of your friend. If you act like this guy in the mouse, you'll be dead in a day. Hehe."

Laughing and giggling about what's so funny.

Daechun paled in his appearance.

'Did... did I almost die?'

I felt goosebumps all over my body.

Daechun followed the ceremony with a expression on his face.

The inside of the mouse was loud.

The cigarette smoke was heavy, and the harsh swearing sounded dull.

And the ceremony was naturally sitting on an empty table as if it were coming from inside the house.

Daechun felt a great sense of deprivation.

I was getting distracted by the situation a while ago, but I was jealous, even though the ritual of doing natural things seemed cool.

"Ugh, I can do it too! '

He took a big breath and sat across from the table where the ceremony was.

Then the muscular old man, who looks like the manager here, comes to the table wearing a mask.

Due to his tremendous vigor, Daechun became withdrawn without even knowing it.

"First time? Spell?"

"……."

The ceremony ordered two beers without much effort.

Then the old man pushed out his hands with two fingers.

Daechun is afraid to look in his pocket.

"Wait…."

By the way.

"What, no Golden Bell today?"

Once again, the Guardian Ceremony.

Let's do it.

"What? Haha!! Oh, there's a yellow blob in here. Yeah, well, there's a big guy over there at the table with all the distractions, so drink all you want."

The old man leaves in vain.

Since he came here, he felt like he had been swept away by the storm.

What the hell is this guy? How did you do that? '

He grabbed the mask and trembled.

'I'm a hero...'

The ceremony draws near as he feels anxious.

"Hey, stop shaking and get out of here if you're scared. I can do it myself."

"Oh, don't be ridiculous. I'm..., a descendant of a hero."

When he was holding the sword in his arms.

Boom!

The door opened like it was about to burst open.

"Oh, this sucks. Why the sudden change of plans and shit?"

Again. Again.

The person who came in with the door wide open was a woman wearing a cute headband with a doll look.

And more shocking.

What, what? No masks...? '

She shows her naked face without wearing a mask and enters the mouse delicately.

Daechun thought she would soon be killed by the fierce villains here.

But the idea slipped my mind.

"Oh my! Mickey! What brings you here today? Haha!"

It's because the enormous old man I just saw rubbed his hands hard in front of her.

"Grandpa, why does that sound like I don't want to keep coming?"

"Oh, no. No, the real owner of the mouse is Mickey."

The action of an elderly man who seems to be capable of dying.

"What the hell? '

Suddenly, Daechun realized that the atmosphere here was very calm.

Everyone is quietly talking and looking at her.

"You don't think she's the strongest one here? '

Whether Daechun is appalled or not, old man and Mickey continue to talk.

"That's not it, I think you were happy that you could stay with 'him' just when you went to the headquarters..."

"I don't know. Don't mention it, I'm annoyed."

"Yes? What the...?"

An old man with muscle mutters in her frowning face.

"Oh, isn't there a funny one? And throw the fucking mask off. Heave."

"Haha! Who would dare do such a thing with Mickey here?"

"So it's fun, of course, but it'll kill you."

Daechun looked like an old man with muscles who was praying to a small sized woman.

"What are these guys, they're just like that?

After relaxing and looking around again, the cruel villains just look like such trinkets.

'Yeah, well, the thing about kids like that is that they're the ones who are the weakest here.'

Daechun tightly gripped the sword in his arms.

'With the power of this sword, I can do it.'

He stared at the ceremony next to him.

The ceremony stares at her with her face fixed on what she's thinking.

'Kim Chang-shik won't be able to take off his mask either, right? But I...'

He felt like he could do something for some reason.

"Yes, if we don't go now! I'm not Chang-shik Kim, I'm a hero! '

"Take it off. Take it off! Masks off! '

I tried to take off my mask, so I was nervous and sweaty.

'Dammit..., this is crazy.'

Suddenly, he saw the beer from the spell, and he took the beer to his mouth to relax.

However, even the hands holding the beer were trembling because they were too nervous.

"Oh my god."

Daechun said he was in a hurry because the beer was about to spill.

By the way.

Tuk

Huh?

His mask falls off his face when he hits the wrong glass of beer.

'Huh...?!'

Do people say that if they are at risk of dying, they can push themselves beyond their limits?

Tub

At an unimaginable rapid response rate, Daechun grabbed hold of the mask flowing down from his face.

"Ugh..."

The most focused one second of his life.

Sweat runs thick and my heart pounds endlessly.

After years of concentration, I was exhausted.

'… Thank goodness.'

But strangely, it was quiet around me.

Turning around, everyone within the mouse looks at this side with a scary face.

'Well, what the hell. Did you get caught? "

I wondered if he had seen himself in that short time.

Fuck me! '

"Th! That's not it... '

Suddenly, the embarrassed teenager tried to excuse him.

I realized that the place they were looking at was subtly moving away from me.

"??"

Daechun saw the ceremony right next to him.

And there.

'Why do I see Kim Chang-sik's face?'

The ornament on the bare face smiles, drawing a half moon arc as if welcoming.

"It's been a long time, Mickey."

Bilbon's Hero Life