The End of the Concert Hall Terrorism

Wheeeeeeeng-

The ice javelin she hurled flew in a straight line towards its intended target.

‘…Did she misjudge her aim?’

I had deliberately mentioned the citizens to help her regain her senses.

Her regaining clarity was desirable, but I didn’t expect her to actually attack the citizens…

‘…Is she going to have a mental breakdown for nearly killing civilians with her own hands?’

She would undoubtedly suffer a breakdown.

As the realization struck me like a sledgehammer, and I contemplated how to proceed, she shouted.

“Disperse!!”

In an instant, the javelin dispersed into shards that scattered towards the cages within the dome.

Smack!

And with a clap of my hands, the shards organically interconnected, undulating fluidly.

They immediately adhered to the cage bars, rapidly freezing them.

“Shatter-!!”

Crackcrackcrack…! Smash!

“Kyah!”

“Aaaahh!”

“Di, did they break?”

With her final shout and a wave of her hand, the sturdy bars instantaneously crumbled into dust.

I watched, mildly astonished.

‘Remote transmutation?’

A skill typically acquired after several episodes, yet she had already mastered it.

Evident that she had grown significantly.

‘Grew due to excitement… well, that phrasing sounds odd.’

Regardless, growth was positive.

“Huff… huff… huff…”

Having exerted her abilities excessively, Ice Queen regarded me in an utterly spent state.

Ah, judging by her trembling legs, it seemed her exhaustion stemmed from more than just ability usage.

“You truly put on a magnificent performance.”

“Huff… my, victory… yours…”

“It was indeed a masterpiece worthy of the name, Ice Queen.”

While I had miscalculated by allowing her to be somewhat violated by the tentacles, the initial circumstances stemmed from my coercion, leaving her no choice.

In a sense, it could be viewed as a noble sacrifice.

Moreover, she had achieved remarkable growth, earning my sincere applause.

Beep-

“…Eh?”

However, I pressed the bomb switch without hesitation.

Kwaaaaaahhhh!!

“Wh, why…?”

“Why, you ask? Is there truly a need?”

Hadn’t you forgotten something?

I directed her gaze towards the timer.

“You released the citizens despite the time remaining, did you not?”

“That was…!”

“A clear violation of the rules, wouldn’t you agree?”

“…You bastard-“

“Do you truly have time to converse with me right now?”

Kuguguguung!

“Kyaaaaahh!!”

“Wha, what do we do!!!”

“Help us!!”

As the tremors within the building intensified, the panicked hostages began screaming.

“Wait! Over there, Maker! Over… hngh!”

Seizing the opportunity, I turned and approached Polia and 42.

“You’ve arrived, Maker.”

“Have the others departed?”

“Yes, they have all withdrawn as instructed.”

“Excellent… but why are you in such a state?”

“This guy made me give him a piggyback ride.”

Polia sat atop 42’s shoulders like a makeshift chair.

His typically well-groomed hair was now disheveled.

“…You have my sympathies.”

“…It’s alright. I’m quite accustomed to it, having many younger siblings at home.”

Though he certainly appeared exhausted…

Well, if 42 claimed it was fine, I would take him at his word.

In any case, our priority now was to evacuate.

“Polia, shall we depart?”

“Okay.”

Polia grasped 42’s and my hand.

Woooong-

Activating her ability, we returned to the organization’s base.

“Bye, chicken coop.”

“Kyaaaaahh!! I told you not to spatial translate into my office!”

“Haha…”

Despite a minor incident, my concert hall terrorism had thus concluded.

“…In any case, this act of terrorism was successfully concluded as well.”

“Yes, I too found it satisfactory.”

Initially, with those bizarre, mediocre ‘Red Heroes,’ I had feared failure, but Ice Queen’s arrival salvaged the situation.

‘Not to mention, I facilitated Ice Queen’s growth as well.’

“……”

As I smiled contentedly, Astra regarded me with a peculiar expression.

Upon meeting my gaze, she flushed and swiftly averted her eyes.

…?

What was that about?

“It’s, it’s because I witnessed the terrorism, you see…?”

Astra spoke hesitantly as I pondered her reaction.

The more she stumbled over her words, the redder her face became.

“The tentacles…”

“Yes, were the tentacles an issue?”

“No… more than that, I felt you were a bit too extreme with the girl.”

“She was well past the age of a ‘girl,’ as far as I’m aware…”

While younger than Astra, Ice Queen was undoubtedly an adult.

Outwardly exhibiting clear signs of maturity, referring to her as a ‘girl’ seemed rather…

“Still, for you to express concern over a hero is quite rare.”

“As a fellow woman, I couldn’t help but feel pity.”

“Hmm.”

Admittedly, the sight of her helplessly moaning while being violated had been broadcast live.

Of course, the association likely possessed operatives with similar abilities to censor such content, preventing further issues.

“The internet must be in an uproar right about now?”

“Most likely.”

While Ice Queen might continue her heroic activities, she would undoubtedly face challenges for the foreseeable future.

“I should probably check the online reactions later.”

“……”

However, that was a matter for the heroes to address themselves.

Unless she became incapacitated, I had no obligation to intervene – she would have to rise to the occasion independently.

“Brother.”

After concluding the mission report, as I exited into the corridor, a girl came scampering over.

“Ga-yeon, were you waiting for me?”

“Yeah.”

I stroked her head.

“Aren’t you tired?”

“Nope. I’m tough.”

In response to my inquiry, she rolled up her sleeves and flexed her non-existent muscles, eliciting a chuckle from me.

‘It seems the life force I procured for her previously was indeed beneficial.’

My efforts in hunting villains had clearly paid off.

“I’m glad you’re feeling robust.”

“Yup.”

Ga-yeon firmly planted her hands on her hips, puffing out her chest.

“If you had been fatigued, I was considering suggesting we nap together.”

“…Huh?”

“Well, since you seem energetic, I’ll take a brief nap alone due to my own weariness…”

Tap

As I turned to leave, she promptly grabbed my sleeve.

“I’m sleepy too.”

“Pardon?”

“I suddenly feel tired. Let’s nap together, brother.”

“But just moments ago, you insisted…”

“I want to too.”

With a blank expression, she puffed out her cheeks defiantly, gazing up at me.

Her adorable demeanor tempted me to tease her further, but…

‘Perhaps I should refrain from further provocation.’

“Very well. Let us nap together, then.”

Suppressing the urge, I smiled warmly and took her hand.

“Zzzzzz…”

“Sleep well.”

Despite claiming she wasn’t tired, she had fallen asleep before me once we laid down together.

Even after I had napped and awoken, she remained sound asleep, indicating her profound exhaustion.

Schlurrp…

“Nnghh…”

Carefully stroking her head to avoid waking her, I properly tucked her in before moving to the sofa.

‘Right, let’s take a look at those reactions.’

After previous acts of terrorism and villain hunting, I had briefly checked news reports.

However, today I intended to comprehensively assess the citizens’ perceptions of me.

I activated my smartphone.

[How many times is this now… Maker’s terrorism. Is the association not going to respond?]

[Idol-turned-hero team Red Heroes… controversy over their insults towards fans.]

[A hair-trigger situation. Hero Ice Queen prevents the collapsing concert hall.]

As expected, the news coverage lacked substance.

Merely acknowledging the degree of my influence, the association’s response, and so on.

I navigated back and directly accessed online communities instead.

[Those despicable Red Heroes brats got what they deserved, lmaooo]

[If anyone has Ice Queen’s lewd moaning sounds, please share]

[Fuckin sis! Those tentacles! Fuuuuck!!!]

[Red Heroes dumbfucks lmaooo fucking clowns]

[This is the first time in my life I’ve envied hostages, swear to God.]

[Verified) I was one of the hostages trapped there.]

[So Ice Queen was that kind of bitch?]

[From now on, my dream is tentacles.]

[Ice Queen’s drenched appearance was really… just wow… fuck…]

“Wow.”

Comments filled with lewd profanity and unrestrained desires.

While moderators deleted the more extreme posts, new ones emerged faster than they could be removed.

I first checked the top-rated comment.

[Those despicable Red Heroes brats got what they deserved, lmaooo]

Those hideously ugly fucks pretending to be handsome was already off-putting enough,

But seeing those so-called heroes behaving like utter clowns really pissed me off.

Watching them get trashed by Maker live was immensely stress-relieving,

And their disgusting personalities being exposed was doubly cathartic lmaooooo

Those dickheads got exactly what they deserved kkkkkkk

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• • They’ve been lowkey treating fans like shit for a while, so I’m satisfied with their downfall ^^

 

• • Heroes are supposed to protect citizens, not prance around as idols, lol?

 

• • I’m a current C+ hero. Those guys already had a shady reputation among heroes.

What kind of reputation exactly?

Various stuff. Some say they do drugs, others claim they’re promiscuous. But it’s confirmed they’ve all engaged in compensated dating at least once.

Damn…

• • From what I heard, they were even planning to abandon their fans and flee lmao

For real?

Yeah, rewatch the live terrorism footage from the news kkkkkkk

Oh shit, I found it kkkkk these mf are insane?

But how did the news broadcast the inside footage?

Apparently Maker was streaming it live himself?

That fucker is twisted as hell kkkkkkk

‘They’re being utterly torn apart.’

It seemed there had been lingering resentment towards the Red Heroes, resulting in their complete evisceration.

After briefly acknowledging their demise, I navigated back.

They were ultimately irrelevant to me, after all.

With a racing heart, I clicked on another comment, wondering what it might contain.

[Verified) I was one of the hostages trapped there.]