Inside Astra’s office.

    “So, if I may explain in detail…”

    In conclusion, I was forced to accept this job.

    ‘Oh my. What is this in my hand?’

    ‘..Isn’t this my contract?’

    A contract I signed before I joined the organization as an executive.

    It was a contract that stated the various benefits I would receive when I joined as an executive and the things I had to keep as an executive.

    ‘Then what is this?’

    Astra pointing to an item with her finger.

    [An executive of an organization must perform his duties once a month without refusal.]

    ‘…So you’re saying you’re going to give me this job as a forced mission?’

    ‘yes.’

    So I had no choice but to take on the mission.

    Well, if I had been forced to continue, I would have done it by force even if it wasn’t compulsory.

    “It seems like a villain organization and a research institute have joined hands.”

    To summarize her words, she said:

    There was an experiment being conducted at a research institute, and they were having a hard time finding people to fill the test subjects, so they solved the problem by colluding with a villain organization.

    My mission is to steal the results of the research and destroy those who know the information.

    “What research results should I look for?”

    “To be exact, we need to get information. Information from research results.”

    She used this ability.

    With a snap of a finger, her papers flutter in the air.

    ‘Telekinesis.’

    It was the only long-range ability among the executives that showed quite a munchkin-like ability in the original.

    “The research institute has been conducting experiments to restore the human body to its original state.”

    An experiment to restore someone to their original state even if their limbs are cut off, their entire body is burned, their body is twisted, their internal bones are shattered, and even if they lose their abilities.

    Among the documents she had carelessly placed there were low-quality, shaky photographs that seemed to have been taken secretly during research.

    “Is it more appropriate to call it a regeneration experiment?”

    “For the sake of the General.”

    In the past, she was a power user who was stronger than anyone else, but she was recovering after suffering major injuries during the Hero Association’s all-out attack.

    ‘In the latter half of the original work, he appeared in a state similar to his prime, albeit imperfectly, and overwhelmed the heroes.’

    Even in the latter half, power inflation was on the rise.

    So if this experiment can help her recover, then it’s definitely worth taking part.

    “Because our ambitions will be fulfilled only when he recovers to his prime.”

    “I see.”

    ‘If I succeed, I will be able to spend my entire life living in luxury under the protection of the strongest.’

    It hasn’t been long since the original work began.

    In that situation, the boss from the second half of the original work is on my side?

    Since I was possessed by this world, the safety issues I had been worried about have been resolved.

    ‘Of course there are still problems like the final boss, but it’s certain that it’s safe for a while.’

    I can’t stand this.

    “This was a situation where I should have said that I wanted to take on the mission.”

    “I’m glad you said that, haha.”

    Just laugh like that for a moment.

    ‘wait for a sec.’

    Something is strange?

    I had a question.

    No matter how important the mission is, is it really necessary to force me to go if it’s just to extract information?

    “But, was it really necessary to force me to do this mission?”

    “…Huh?”

    “If it’s just for getting information, isn’t it okay to assign it to others?”

    “……”

    She pauses for a moment at my words.

    “There seems to be something more.”

    Why would she send me, the Maker, on this mission?

    It is good at creating variables with its creative ability, but it is ambiguous to rely on it in terms of force.

    “Am I prepared for the unexpected?”

    “..You can’t fool the maker.”

    My creative ability is the principle, material, element symbol, etc. of the object I want to create.

    The more you understand an object, the more you can maintain it semi-permanently.

    Sending me on a mission like this is clearly a precaution.

    If the mission fails.

    This is in case it is impossible to bring back the stolen data in its original condition, such as when the stolen data is taken away again.

    Because I can make a sample and steal it.

    “Is it that dangerous?”

    I looked at Astra.

    Then she sighed and turned off her power.

    “Sigh.”

    The floating papers were piled back up on Astra’s desk.

    “The lab must have sensed something was going on and increased their troops.”

    “ Are you talking about troops? Did you borrow people from other villain organizations?”

    No matter how much you strengthen your protection system, it ultimately has its limits.

    Even if you reinforce the building itself, the moment it’s breached, all that’s left are weak researchers who can’t do anything.

    So I was hoping that at least the villain organization they were collaborating with would find a way to set up security.

    “No. I brought in a hero.”

    “The liver is big.”

    “Because on the outside, they pretend to be good researchers who are working hard to develop treatments to treat patients.”

    No matter what, those guys with dirty behinds are dragging in the hero?

    How is this any different from a terrorist giving a bomb to the police?

    It must mean that they are either really crazy or that they are protecting something important.

    ‘Or maybe there are heroes who know everything and still cooperate.’

    The Association and the Heroes aren’t just made up of good guys.

    “Okay, I understand. When does the mission start?”

    “It’s tomorrow night. The lab’s location is in Area D, as written in the documents.”

    “It’s quite far.”

    “What are you talking about after committing a terrorist attack in Area E?”

    Astra got up from her chair with a snicker, passed me by and walked for a moment before stopping and turning her head slightly.

    “Follow me. I’ll introduce you to your companions for this mission.”

    I followed her down the hallway.

    ***

    A hallway that seemed to have no end.

    “Who are you going to meet?”

    I was bored with just following her around, so I asked Astra a question.

    “We’re the same executives. You’ve never met any other executives besides me, right?”

    “Yes, for now, that’s it.”

    In the original, they all appeared in the latter half and we saw them all, but this is the first time we’re meeting them in person rather than in print.

    By the way, no matter who the officer is, at least safety during the mission is guaranteed.

    Even if I fail to bring the data, if I can somehow report and create the information, the mission is a success.

    It’s just a matter of getting out of there safely.

    “In some ways, you could say it’s similar to a maker.”

    “Similar to me.”

    “Yes, that child’s ability itself is difficult to view as combat ability.”

    Astra is someone who can be called a child, and has abilities that are difficult to see as combat abilities.

    I think I’m starting to get a feel for it.

    ‘Is this like a training center?’

    Training officer.

    A female character who wears tight-fitting clothing that leaves her upper chest exposed, as if emphasizing a chic and sexiness that doesn’t say anything.

    One of my personal favorite scenes was when he overwhelmed numerous heroes with his unconventional and diverse martial arts skills using his supernatural abilities.

    “They’re all here already. Over there, Maker.”

    Astra said that, stretching out her arm and pointing to a room with her finger.

    ‘What does the real thing feel like?’

    In the original, you couldn’t see them except during battles, so I was personally curious about what the training officer would feel like in everyday life.

    I waited with anticipation for Astra to knock on the door.

    dripping.

    “Trainer, are you inside?”

    -Huh, huh!

    …?

    …Huh?

    Did the trainer just say “Huht”? That trainer who looked so blunt?

    I feel like it’s very different from what I expected.

    And when Astra opened the door, the image of the training center she had imagined was shattered.

    “I see it’s inside. I’ll go in.”

    -Hey, unnie, wait a minute! Okay, wait a minute…

    Squeak…

    Her room opened slowly with a sound.

    “……”

    “Ah, uh, sister… aha… ahaha… ”

    Her room was, in a word, a mess.

    A bunch of candy wrappers and comic books strewn across the floor.

    The trash cans were so full long ago that they no longer served their purpose, and there were clothes, blankets, and game consoles strewn all over the place, leaving no room to step.

    Among them, a beautiful woman with a slightly gloomy impression was smiling vaguely in a hesitant posture.

    “What is this?”

    Astra’s cold voice seemed to lower the surrounding temperature.

    The trainer also seemed to realize it, and he looked restless in many ways.

    “..Trainer.”

    “Uh, yeah, unnie… I, I’m sorry… I, I’m not…”

    Boooow-

    “Hi, hiik.”

    Objects inside the trainer’s room are gradually starting to emerge.

    The trainer began to tremble even more and began to watch Astra’s expression.

    Woohoo-!

    Due to her ability, objects and trash floating here and there moved quickly as if they were representing her emotions.

    “I..”

    Astra finally opened his palm.

    Bam!

    “Aya!”

    “I told you to clean the room on time!”

    He started to slap her back hard.

    Bang! Bang! Bang!

    “Ah! Ah! Ouch!”

    “……”

    I stared blankly at the scene.

    The trainer didn’t seem to have hit him that hard, but tears were already welling up in his eyes.

    what.

    ‘Where did the charismatic sexy female executives go, and why are there hikikomori here?’

    “Mi, I’m sorry, sis!”

    “I can’t live!!”

    ‘…what.’

    Is that a real trainer?

    Are you still whining to Astra about not cleaning her room?

    ‘..Is that a training officer? Is that an officer?’

    Where did all the charisma go?

    “Ouch! Ouch! Hee-eee..!”

    “……”

    I gave up thinking.

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