Villain's Hero Life

He felt a great disparity about the situation in front of his eyes.

'... What is this?'

The ceremony was smiling peacefully in front of him.

Since then, four C-class students have been moaning on the floor.

After a short time, the critique of understanding the situation was appalled.

"Ki, Chang-sik Kim!"

"Shut up. Let's go eat without shouting."

"No! Bob's not important right now!"

He looked at the ceremony and the fallen trainees alternately, and his consciousness responded profoundly and walked.

"Well, isn't that a problem? I only dealt with them because they put up a fight first."

"……."

The cultivation of a thick voice.

When did they start picking on him?

It made me wonder if they would really put up with the ceremony first.

'No, no, no.'

I looked at the back of the ceremony, shaking my head and walking.

'Huh..., I forgot that he's a lunatic. Really.'

Behind the scenes of the ceremony that is getting away.

And for a long time, the cheekiness of his stubborn behavior was a deep smile on his mouth.

"Hey! Shame on you! I'm coming with you."

* * * * *

A private lounge for C-class students.

Originally a space for all students in class C, but now it was an exclusive space for some students.

And 1st place in class C, Jung-Mook.

The tall man clamps down the large burn scar on his eyebrow.

"Hmmm..., So you're telling me that the girl's sister is still holding out?"

Then five or six C-class students in the space nodded their heads.

"Oh, Jung Myung. That guy's crazy. I've never seen a poison like that before in my life killing a rookie."

"Honestly, if it were the others, I wouldn't last a week. And now he's waking up in the hospital."

The burnt scar of Jung Myung, who was listening to their story silently, trembled.

"Ha! That bastard..."

His tenacity was a remnant of a bitter past.

A temporary silence annoyed that he was still holding out.

And just then, one of the trainees, who had been in class C relatively recently, unwittingly said his opinion.

"But be quiet. The way I see it, the old bastard looks pretty sprouted from all this. If you hold out much longer, why don't you just admit you're a C-student?"

"……."

The one who keeps his head low and talks to himself.

"Then it will be easy to recruit to us again later..."

So he didn't see the other trainees staring at him with a frightening face.

"… Huh?"

A guy who just tilted his head around a quiet neighborhood.

Then I looked around. And soon.

Boom!!

I became one with the wall.

I threw him against the wall right next to me, and he breathed out loud.

"Huff! Huff!! And I, for one, have the same opinion. Hey, you got any?"

Everyone shakes their heads as he looks around with a red face.

"Oh, you know what? Isn't that crazy? Gu Chi Sung, what the fuck?!"

Number one in C-ranking, the head of B-ranking.

Jung Myung was actually good enough to go up to class B.

He was left in class C to serve as the head of class B.

External reasons for being king of class C.

"Well, you know. Crazy bastard! You think you're the same class as Silent Man because you look better!"

And the real reason is that only those close to the temporary residence know.

I didn't want to be in the same room as Guryn, who caused a big scar on my forehead.

"Huff...! Yeah, Ray. You can't do that to me."

Without any other disagreement around him, he sighs loudly as if he was satisfied.

And then, the lounge door roughly opened.

Heave-ho!

"Hey, Jung Myung!"

"Hmm?"

A student enters the rec room.

When he saw the other "student" stuck in the wall, he carelessly came into the break room.

"We're in trouble!"

"What a surprise."

"Well, that's..."

Chan noticed that Jung Myung is not in a good mood at the moment.

"... Oh, the kids in charge of the detention center got killed today."

"……."

The stall is full of dense silence.

And the other students who started to notice Jung-Mook.

"... Were you beaten by Gu Chi Sung?"

"Er... He's a D-Class trainee named Chang-shik Kim."

As an academic trainee, it was the name of a freshman I have heard of recently.

I didn't say anything for a while.

And he's about to make a big smile.

"... Kuhahaha!!"

I thought it was a good laugh, but the students in the same room felt that he was very angry.

"Haha!! These morons were beaten by a freshman in D-Class who's not old-fashioned?"

"Mmm-hmm."

He asked, with a deep smile on his mouth.

"Kim Chang-sik, where is he now?"

"Huh, huh? Are you leaving right now?"

I changed my expression and stared at him with embarrassed eyes.

The one who answers in a hurry.

"… Ah! He's in the cafeteria."

"……."

Jung silence opened the rest room door without saying anything, and five students followed behind him out.

They were headed towards the Academy cafeteria.

* * * * *

"Hmm…, so who is this?"

Dimensional, pointing to the index sitting across from him in a restaurant.

He was annoyed that he didn't know himself when he was the first in his class.

"Hey, Goochi. You really don't know me?"

"Huh? Do I need to know?"

Scratching the cheeks like they're shivering.

The index snorts a little, looking at him like that.

In fact, she had compassion and compassion for the chieftain.

So, now that he's been through killing the rookie he's about to face, he's willing to help if there's anything he can do to help.

However, the grumpy index crossed his arms and stared at him because of his dementia of acting as if he didn't know himself.

'… Hmph! Let's see how long you can hold out in that hell.'

And the ceremony that was staring at the two responded to the chieftain.

"He's been hanging out with me lately."

The expression surprised me.

"Wow..., I thought you were just hanging out with Han Wong. You have other friends."

I studied the ceremony as if it was strange.

And at that time, I looked at the chef's license to eat next to the ceremony.

"But Chi-Seong. How long have you been in class C?"

"Well, me? A... two weeks?"

My eyes opened wide rather than eating.

You're holding out for two weeks? '

The exponent was shocked to hear that Hell was holding out for more than two weeks in a place with so many bad practices that it was right.

'What is it? I don't think that practice disappeared from his condition...?'

His wounds seem to be worse than his own.

While doing so, he seemed to be holding back greatly.

'… definitely a genius boy, a genius boy. Is there a reason?'

The woman who was behind the surprised index and rubbing honey on rice next to her, looked at the cheek as if she didn't understand.

"But Gu Chi Sung, is there a reason you have to put up with this?"

You look tired of the woman's peculiarity.

"... I don't understand what you're eating any more."

"Well, what! How delicious is this!"

A woman with a red face made a ceremony that was eating without saying anything.

A tooth that sighs at its appearance.

"... Yes. You eat a lot. That's why I'm still in class C..."

In fact, there was no reason for the chieftains to stay like this.

As they said, it was typical for first class admissions to go down to class D for a while and then go back to class C.

But I didn't want to.

"... just because I'm giving up here, you think this' Kill the Rookie 'routine will continue?"

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"Just, I'd rather make them give up on me than give up on me."

He laughed and said.

And seeing him like that, the woman narrowed her eyes.

"You're definitely not normal...."

She laughs and eats.

Just then, the chieftain noticed something and his expression hardened.

And the huge shadow that lies behind the ceremony.

"Are you Kim Chang-sik?"

* * * * *

The Hero Association, the sanctuary of heroes and the great institution of the world.

Operation Chief, Baekbeom District, oversees operations for many of the heroes who are there.

He had a serious look on his head in his office.

"Strange. Strange..."

And he's the head of three operations for the Association that reads newspapers comfortably in his office, and a class A hero, the Magnum Gun.

He tilts his head toward the white slope speaking to himself a moment ago.

"Hmm? What do you mean?"

"No, these Billon bastards can't be this quiet... Ain't that right, tough guy?"

"Yes? Oh, well... Right."

Magnum Gun tilts his head as if he didn't know anything about steel.

Then I picked up the newspaper again.

Only the Baekbeok didn't see his face and knocked on his desk with a serious face.

"You think it's weird, don't you? Aren't these guys up to something?"

Baekbeom thought the situation was strange.

The boss of the organization, Zhang Rail.

It was very strange that the snake-like creature was as quiet as he is now.

Of course, a few months ago, there was a terrorist attack on the Academy freshman candidates. I haven't really had an accident like this since.

'You bastards... Are they after us?'

But I'm just being mean.

I still have no idea what the organization, Willan, is up to.

"Ha…, what is it really?"

At that moment, a newspaper appeared in his view.

Nanami Shiki's sword, the franchise that was planted in the Academy.

White Orb flashes her eyes at her face in the newspaper.

"…!! Hey, Iron Gun."

"Hmm? Yes, go ahead."

The steel gun that placed the trust he had seen on the table turned around and looked at Baekbeol.

He was smiling heavily at the mouth.

"… Let's do one operation this time?"

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You scratch your cheek as if you were worried about the steel gun you heard about.

"Hmm..., can I do this?"

"Hey, you heard about the whole operation, and now you're trying to pull your foot out?"

I touched the steel gun as if it was annoying.

"No... I don't care. This operation is going to be full of horses up there." "

"Ha! What about the old people? If you're gonna be a dick, just tell them to head up the operation."

However, Baekbeol adds a word to the irony that continues to make suspicious faces.

"You, don't worry about that. Get a team together with some nice kids. I don't care about background or location, they're really good guys."

"Hmm... I see."

"Hey, again, if you bring in the middlemen, they'll all fall off my line, so they're really nice kids. Okay?"

A white baekbeom ball that slits its throat with his hands.

Iron Gun nodded as if it was nothing to worry about.

"Phew… yes. You're famous for being a hero scout, so I'll leave you to it."

"Yes, I understand. Hmm? So, if you're okay with it, are you okay with an academy trainee?"

"Educator? I don't think it's class A... What, did you save her? Them?"

"Haha, no. There are other good ones besides them."

White Orb smiled at his confident appearance.

"What, you got another friend on the promising radar?"

A prankster.

Chelsea smiled at him like that.

"Well, if you look at it, you'll see."

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