Chapter 55: Why Did I Think the Hero Route Would Be Normal? (2) [R-18]

“Acquiring a hero license requires a complicated process, but we’ll be skipping it this time.”

“Special treatment?”

“Think of it as a provisional license.”

Ugh. So I’m being treated like a company intern?

“So. What do I do with this?”

“You need to build a track record. So you can prove that your ability is safe.”

…Somehow, I doubted it would ever be considered safe.

“Can I just take on any mission?”

“Look at the mission details. You should only move on cases where the villain’s approximate stats are disclosed. It would be best if you could also grasp their talent compatibility, but that will only come with experience.”

“Then what about this… a quiet mission like ‘Street Cleaning’ to build my record…”

“No.”

Just as my finger was about to click on the Street Cleaning mission, Isabella stopped it.

Sob…

Please, just let me finish this with some community service.

“It doesn’t matter how trivial the villain is. Your goal is to defeat villains.”

“What if I shoot my gun and they die?”

“In the worst-case scenario, that’s fine. The Hunter Association will take care of it.”

For real?

I can just shoot them? Come to think of it…

In countries where guns are legal, they shoot if a criminal’s hand so much as moves toward their pocket.

“There’s something you must keep in mind while acting as a hero. Don’t think of villains as people.”

“Then what should I think of them as?”

“That’s obvious.”

The goddess-like, silver-haired student council president…

…struck a chord deep within me with words that sounded like a classic cliché, straight out of a story where the heroine gets a proper lecture.

“They are an evil of society that must be rooted out.”

I was then given an explanation of the Special Act on Villains.

Korea’s laws for punishing villains were apparently harsher than those in other countries, even permitting on-the-spot execution in the worst cases.

Why?

Because the catastrophe an individual with a dangerous talent could unleash was a greater disaster than a mass shooting.

At a minimum, a hundred people. At most, a thousand.

In Australia, there was even a case where hundreds of thousands died from a single person’s awakening.

“Most of the bastards who are determined to become villains already have stats high enough that a mere gun won’t work on them.”

“How are you supposed to catch someone like that?”

“I told you it doesn’t matter how trivial the villain is. In any case… if you defeat a villain, your freedom will be much closer.”

“…I understand.”

It meant I couldn’t escape my status as a student-of-interest just by cleaning the streets. It seemed this was going to be some rather hardcore volunteer work.

“If things get dicey, I will help you. I have no intention of sending you on an incredibly dangerous mission.”

“That’s a relief. You said you hated me, so I thought you were going to push me to the brink of death.”

“Didn’t I say, ‘if things get dicey’?”

Did ‘dicey’ mean death?!

“This is a real path of thorns.”

“I heard you wanted to become an older brother your sisters could be proud of.”

“Well, yes…”

“You need to erase those demerits, don’t you?”

“…”

Haaaah.

It seemed there was truly nowhere left to run.

“Your power, Personality Excretion, is extremely effective against villains. I know because I’ve been hit by it.”

“…Right.”

“The higher a person’s stats and the more outstanding their talent, the harder they are to subdue. The master has a very high opinion of your ability.”

The master? Does she mean Seridwen?

“I also believe there’s a high probability you’ll end up working for the Correction Bureau.”

“…You’re suddenly being very supportive.”

Are you giving me the disease and then the cure?

Isabella once again stepped back a pace, straightened her back, and spoke coolly.

“The future depends on the choices you make. Whether you remain a rotten criminal, a villainous piece of scum… or become a proud older brother.”

“…”

As we got off the subway, Isabella spoke.

“Have you decided on a hero name?”

I flinched.

“Ah, no?”

“It’s best to decide on it yourself. Once others give you one, you can’t change it.”

“…Is that how it works?”

“Yes.”

White Devil.

So she hadn’t chosen that name herself.

What should I be? Onahole Man? Personality Excretion Man?

None of the candidates sounded normal.

I should probably think about that later…

The chances of running into a villain today are low, anyway.

“Kyaaah! It’s a villain!”

I flinched again.

Surely I don’t have to go, right? No?

Gunshots rang out from a few blocks away.

The student council president started heading that way, and I instinctively grabbed her arm.

“It’s dangerous! We need to get out of here!”

“If I leave, who’s going to stop them?”

On the main street, criminals in black masks were engaged in a firefight with the police, just like a scene from a movie.

“This is A-31, engaging villains!”

“The villains are currently occupying the Hunter Association building by force. We believe their objective is Coins!”

“Send a hero! Quickly!”

It was shocking.

Is this really the Korea I knew?

BOOM!

A police car, set up as a barricade at the front, was sent flying by an RPG fired by one of the criminals.

“President! Are you okay?”

“Wait here. This is my mission.”

What is she planning to do? My head spun.

In a situation where, realistically, we should leave it to the military and run, she walked forward elegantly in her riding attire as if she were going to greet her steed.

She spoke with the police who were taking cover—while she herself stood ramrod straight—and then strode right into the middle of the street where the villains were firing indiscriminately.

“President!!” I yelled out without thinking.

“I told you to watch.”

Is she really okay? Isn’t this dangerous?

How did it make any sense for a single female student to walk into a hail of rifle fire?

Am I the one who’s crazy?

“One step closer and I’ll shoot!”

Unyielding in the face of the villain’s warning, Isabella kept walking forward.

Then, something white erupted from around her lower back.

“Holy shit! It’s the White Devil.”

“Hurry up and grab the coins! What are you doing!”

“Just run! If we don’t go now, we’re all dead!”

The villains were thrown into a panic.

The mysterious liquid that had emerged from Isabella’s back quickly clung to her body, forming a suit.

She transformed…

Is that the student council president’s masterpiece…?

Rifle bullets rained down to stop her from arming herself, but from what I could see, she was already ignoring them even before the suit was on.

Isabella now wore a white full-body suit and a mask that emitted a green glow from its eyes.

Only her silver hair flowed out from behind her.

Wow. So cool.

A transforming heroine!

A slightly modulated voice echoed from within the mask.

“Surrender. I will wait ten seconds. Ten, nine…”

“Dammit! Give her everything you’ve got!”

The villains—no, the terrorists—attacked Isabella with every weapon at their disposal.

Multiple explosions erupted, and even from 50 meters away, I felt my insides vibrate from the shockwaves.

But Isabella simply stood her ground as if she were facing a gentle breeze.

…Incredible.

After the promised time had passed, Isabella moved.

She was so fast that even with my Insight-Red active, I could only catch a fleeting glimpse of her.

In an instant, all the villains were subdued.

“H-Hiiik!!”

Isabella meticulously beat each and every one of them to a pulp with her fists, and then…

“Stay back! If you don’t want to see this bitch die…!”

…she dealt with the last villain, who was despicably holding a hostage, with a swift kick.

To the average person, it would have looked like Isabella had simply appeared out of nowhere.

She’s a walking human weapon. Our president…

“Gyaaaah!!” the criminal whose arm had been blown off shrieked pathetically.

“That’s enough.”

“You fucking bitch!”

The bastard pulled out an SMG with his other hand and aimed it at the female hostage.

Isabella closed the distance faster than the villain could pull the trigger and crushed his remaining arm as well.

“Gahk!”

“If you had stopped, you could have kept your other arm.”

Situation over.

When Isabella returned after taking off her suit, she looked exactly the same as when we’d gotten off the subway.

“You were lucky today. There were no A-rank villains.”

“Those guys weren’t A-rank?”

“If they have to rely on guns, they aren’t very impressive villains.”

“…”

No. I definitely saw an RPG and a grenade launcher.

They were full-blown terrorists.

“Can I be your fan, President? That was totally awesome.”

“I thought you said you hated heroes.”

“Of course I admire cool heroes. I just hate the idea of me being one!”

Isabella moved away as if disgusted.

“Don’t cling to me.”

“You’re so cool, President.”

“…Haaah.”

Soon, the hostages were safely rescued by the police riot squad.

The hostage Isabella had saved even came over to thank her personally.

The president gave a blunt interview to the reporters and then returned to my side.

“The interview took longer than catching the villains.”

“A top-tier hero needs to manage their image.”

“For someone managing their image, you weren’t smiling at all. You were thinking, ‘This is such a pain in the ass,’ weren’t you?”

Isabella shot me a sharp look.

“Heroes don’t think such things.”

“I’m 100% sure you did. Have you really never thought something like, ‘Just go away, you’re annoying’?”

“…”

The president walked away from the scene without another word.

I’d only ever thought of her as the heroine character who always gave me a hard time, but seeing her in action like this, I couldn’t help but be captivated.

Isabella. She was an incredible heroine.

Just how much responsibility was she shouldering at such a young age?

“You’re next.”

“Excuse me?”

“We just got intel on a villain nearby.”

“President, you do know that a rifle bullet would kill me, right?”

What if I, someone barely above C-rank, got hit by a grenade launcher?

A normal person would die instantly, but wouldn’t I just writhe around in more pain before kicking the bucket?

“Stop being a baby. Come this way.”

“No! No way. I can’t do it.”

“The intel says the villain was once a student at Essol Academy. It seems she’s moved her area of activity to this neighborhood.”

“Who is it?”

I looked at the hero app, and the villain’s name and related personal details were briefly displayed.

[The Serial Exhibitionist, Kushina]

A red-haired woman appeared on the screen.

Height 163cm, I-cup breasts…

What the hell is a serial exhibitionist?

“She seems like a trivial villain, at least.”

“If I recall, she was a female student who was bullied because of her Exhibitionist talent.”

“Exhibitionist talent…”

“It’s a talent that makes her stronger the more she exposes herself. We caught her once, and she was released after a year of rehabilitation, but it seems she’s a repeat offender.”

Something felt fishy.

A serial exhibitionist appearing on the very first day of my provisional license debut? And my target is a rather lovely girl from Essol Academy?

Who in their right mind would believe that was a coincidence?

“You can handle it, right?”

“Handle what? Should I go and beat her up or something?”

“If she resists, you can kill her.”

I flinched at the student council president’s extreme statement.

…No. She didn’t seem like that kind of vicious criminal.

“This is a good opportunity to build your track record.”

“But I feel sorry for her. It says she was bullied…”

“Get rid of those naive thoughts.”

Ugh!

Isabella grabbed my school uniform tie and her eyes glinted in lecture mode.

“Villains are an evil of society that must be rooted out.”

The atmosphere felt strange.

The fact that the villain assigned to me just happened to be a serial exhibitionist…

And Isabella’s resolute attitude.

Don’t tell me this is…

[Hero Quest – Collect Your First Villain Onahole!]

[Let’s turn the I-cup virgin pussy Kushina into an onahole★]

Onahole Academy was a lewd game that surpassed my wildest imagination.

Of course I wasn’t going to get hit by a grenade launcher.

But an opportunity to beat up a beautiful girl with Personality Excretion? That was a different story!

The sheer wickedness of placing a busty female student from our own academy as my debut opponent!

Why did I ever think the hero route would be normal?

It was a route designed to legally turn “female villains” into onaholes!

That was the true nature of Onahole Academy’s utterly perverted hero route.

Ugh. I realized it too late!

I should have backed out the moment I was roped into this student-of-interest project!

The student council president was legally pushing me to turn a female villain into an onahole…?

And I, unlike the original protagonist, the old Sang-hyeok, possessed “Personality Excretion.”

I was a protagonist with a powerful ability that shouldn’t have existed in this original scenario.

And I was supposed to slam that power into a beautiful girl villain?

My head spun just imagining the incredible things that would happen afterward.

Deep down, I never thought the justice-filled student council president would permit such a development.

The reason I thought the hero route was better than a vulgar route with a bad aftertaste, like the villain route, was because I trusted Isabella’s character. But…

“President. Are you telling me to slam my Personality Excretion into a female villain? Are you serious?”

“Excrete her.”

I had overlooked something.

Just how cruel a person could become under the banner of “justice.”

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Translated By: Meher (RaidenTL)

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