Villain's Hero Life

Hero Association Operations Chamber.

As with the rest of the New Black team, White Belt Ball, who remained in the association for this operation, sighed as he looked at the watch.

"Phew... Is it starting soon?"

There was a lot going on while we were recruiting members of New Black.

In fact, it was the most important thing from now on.

We had to spread the notoriety of 'New Black' without harming the citizens as much as possible.

He thought half the project would be a success if it showed a very bad first impression of him.

'… and the longer the project, the more damage it can cause.'

He slowly turned his gaze to the window.

'What's happening now, end it all at once, no mistake. Cheol Gun...'

* * * * *

"Kuhahaha!! Motherfucker!"

Tukwakwakwakwabang!

Cristina who blows out the red glare like snow and perforates the ceiling of the auditorium with a 7.7mm machine gun.

And Harin, who was looking at him with the escape hatch in the corner of the single-phase corner, frowned.

"... What, he's a total psycho because he's nervous?"

"Kuhahaha!"

Harin looks tired of Kristianu smiling crazily with a machine gun.

And just then, a voice came from Harin's receiver.

Next, insert codename 'Lean'.

The voice gives a short sigh of relief.

Then he stepped forward wearing a black mask covering the lower tube.

In one hand, her neck was tightly gripped by a uniform 'tattooed identity'.

The vagina of "martial arts alter ego" had already been hooded so that his face was invisible.

Harin drags him like that and walks to a frenzied statue of Cristina.

"Hehehehe!! Motherfucker!"

"Aaaaah! Help me!"

When she stepped onto the platform, it was Kristianu, who threatened the machine gun with her red eye, and an ordinary student who was sitting right and left.

And as some screamed and tried to leave, her eyes narrowed.

"... Everyone stay put. Or you're just gonna kill him like him?"

After a cold landing, the noisy crowd stiffens for a moment.

Harin shakes his head as if he was waving his body in one hand.

And all the students in the auditorium began to tremble with fear.

And Harin swallowed the murmur into his stomach.

'Damn... Is this really necessary?'

Although she was planning on stopping the organization, she was not keen on using ordinary citizens.

Her heart became heavier when she saw ordinary children, who were only a few years old, leaning down, trembling less with fear.

'... I don't think this is going to take long.'

She prayed for the project to be completed as soon as possible.

Then, through the receiver, she hears the following instructions in her ear:

Okay, now get everybody on their knees and hold on a second.

Following the instructions, Harin began to threaten the students as he embarked on his martial arts identity.

"If you don't want to be like him, get down on your knees and get down in one place."

As she held on to the 'Four Hundred Reapers' and gave the order, the rest of the students slowly moved as they breathed.

The key to the operation was to harness the traits of martial arts.

How to use Suhyuk's identity in uniform in advance among students and when hostages are needed or threatened.

If you look closely, you'll find that he's not a student at this school.

In the current situation, I felt very dull just by dressing him in uniform.

Harin glances back at the locations of the identities placed around him.

"……."

If we were prepared in this way, we could use Suhyuk's self-immolation to escape a crisis or unexpected situation.

It is also a groundbreaking way to avoid damaging students for no reason.

Nevertheless, Harin shakes his head.

'… Whew, what's wrong with these students who are experiencing this experience even though they have cancer….'

She even thought that the mission was too inhumane for them to be any different than that of Willan.

And that was then.

"… Huh?"

A strange one caught her eye.

Kim Gun-young, who had information about the Awakener in advance.

Harin narrowed his eyes to the strange one.

His eyes were filled with strange aspirations, unlike other children who were trembling with fear.

'That guy... No way?'

Kim Gun-young has a much better tendency than expected.

Just in case, she quickly tried to send a signal to the receiver.

It was one beat faster for him to move with his eyes shining.

'… damn it!'

The moment of recoil.

You feel compelled to put your hand on her sword, which she had tied behind her back.

"… Huh?"

However, after checking the timing of 'one man', she put her hand on the sword.

* * * * *

"What a bore."

This was a horse that Gun Young Kim, who was born into a rich family, always put on his mouth.

He would be, too, and his life has never been blocked so far.

It was popular everywhere with its natural brain and outstanding body. At the preliminary high school, I was a commander with outstanding physical specifications compared to the general population.

There was one thing that disturbed his nerves, which was the hero's fault.

'My dream is to be a hero.'

Kim Gun Young hated the fact that buggers who didn't have characteristics were always playing the hero.

That's why I used to harass him all the time.

Nevertheless, he was a genuine hero Otaku who did not doubt that he would one day become a hero.

But in the meantime, there was an event that made me feel that the world was really focused on me.

'I've developed a trait.'

He couldn't hide his excitement.

Becoming a hero qualified as a personality was not a day-to-day troublemaker, but a daily troublemaker.

'Yes... I've been a different person since I was born.'

I felt a new wind in his boring life.

Suddenly, a huge thing happened.

Tuquaquaquaquaquaquaquaquabang!!

"Kuhahaha! Motherfucker!"

"Ugh! Help me!"

'… Well, what is it?'

His heart bursts in sudden succession.

"Shi, fuck! What, is that Willan?"

A big man with a white hockey mask was threatening the ceiling with a machine gun.

All the students in the auditorium were terrified, screaming.

'Dammit…! You bastards! You're still after the middle school?'

Kim Gun Young was also afraid of the horrifying villains.

He grabs the trembling body and looks around hard.

A schoolgirl squawking and squawking.

A male student trembling with an unbelievably frightening face.

"……."

I felt strange.

Looking at the many students, his tremors slowly stopped.

And it felt like this was a comic book character's early story.

An unexpected crisis of incision.

And the protagonist of the crisis.

Thinking about it, he takes a deep breath.

'… Phew! Chi, calm down. Let's stay calm and keep our eyes peeled.'

First, he was an Awakened Awakener a few days ago.

He's still in high school because of a number of procedures, and he probably doesn't know that.

When I got there, I stopped trembling even more.

'... and seeing that maniac threaten with a machine gun, it may or may not seem like a trait at all.'

And then there was a brunette who appeared to be a big, redheaded colleague.

I was strangely holding a spiky sword on my back, but I felt a sense of pressure for some reason.

'That woman... looks a little dangerous.'

Kim Gun Young observed her to get information, and discovered something strange.

It was that there was no killing in her eyes at all.

Rather, it seemed like they were unworthy of this situation.

'That woman is being careless.'

As Kim Gun Young analyzed them, his fear began to fade and strange confidence began to rise.

'… Let's stay calm. Maybe there are others.'

He snorts and looks around.

Just now, you feel like there are no other villains.

And what caught my eye were other students who were trembling with fear.

"……."

This pig peed and sobbed his way out of a hero's dream.

Compared to him, I began to relax.

'… Yes, I am completely different from these vermin.'

Unlike those who tremble and move at Billon's command, they are looking at the situation calmly.

He became increasingly overwhelmed by his appearance.

He was the chosen one in the world.

'... I can do it.'

Heroes are said to be awakened to crisis.

'Yes..., I can do it. I'm changing the situation.'

Kim Gun Young was overwhelmed with excitement, imagining his epic poem to be recorded later.

'Today's the day I become a hero.'

His mouth twitched and twisted.

The wet eyes of the dominance painted a half moon arc.

'I...!'

Eventually, he takes a step forward, shining both eyes.

But that's when.

Kuaang!!

Peek-a-boo.

His excitement is severed by the enormous buzzing of his eardrum right next to him.

"Ugh...!"

He shakes his head in his eaten earholes.

He has no idea what just happened.

"Huh?"

And an enormous amount of red liquid obscured his vision.

'... What is all this?'

Fluffy

A stranger in the next class fell forward.

With a big hole in the trunk.

"…?"

Kim Gun Young finally stepped back, realizing the reality.

An unknown hymn bursts out of his mouth.

"Ugh... Ugh...!"

And the man, who had no idea where he had come from, shoulder to shoulder.

"… hey."

"…!!"

A cold voice that settles heavily in my ears.

And the scent of roses that are totally out of sync with this situation.

The man with the spicy aura all over stares at him with cold eyes.

"Don't move."

Tsk...

Kim Gun Young indifferently mourned his pants in the shrine of the ceremony.

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