episode_0022

The Hero Association is not a public organization operated by Sky City.

Any citizen of Sky City could start a hero association, so it was more like a self-employment operation that took on requests from Sky City.

There is an online request site that anyone can use as long as they are registered as a hero, but there was a natural reason for heroes to join the Hero Association.

This was because the requests that Sky City distributed to associations according to its own standards were special. The reward itself was different from requests that could be received by accessing a computer or smartphone.

If the request won by the association or the request from the Internet site had the same content, the same material compensation was offered, but there was the most important difference.

In the words of Sky City’s science team, which is trying to clearly identify the rules that exist in this world, the number of digits in the ‘reward experience’ is different.

I don’t know what the principle is, but even though the content is the same, the ‘experience point’ compensation for the request that the association received directly from Sky City and the request that the hero himself received from the Internet site was different.

It is still not clear exactly how experience points are obtained or how much experience points must be gained to level up.

I could only guess that this was similar to the phenomenon in which heroes who frequently took on limited or designated requests became stronger faster than heroes who did not.

The story of an academy student who graduated from the Combat Department leveled up twice in a row by simply completing Sky City’s night patrol request was also covered in the news.

Except for the temporary president of the Megacorp Hero Association, no one knows the exact principles.

Even though the reward was the same, the experience gained from completing a quest was significant. It was common knowledge in the world that it was taken for granted to the extent that it was taught to students at the academy.

If there had been only one hero association in one town, there would have been no problem, but now it was Sky City, where hero associations appeared and disappeared enough to create a standard for distribution of requests.

The value of a request to patrol an online site registered by a local official to maintain public order in his district and a request to periodically patrol the neighborhood according to Sky City’s annual plan had different values.

Sky City has entrusted patrol requests only to the Hero Association that won the request.

There were many cases where people changed affiliations or joined a new group after seeing a request from Sky City that revealed that the reward experience points were different. The number of requests determined determined the Hero Association’s operating profit.

There were various standards for distributing requests to numerous hero associations in Sky City.

Among them, the division by region was the largest, followed by the association’s activity performance and the ratio of heroes belonging to it.

In other words, in order for the Hero Association to succeed, it had to win requests from Sky City, which had different quest completion experience points.

In order to win the request, high-level heroes were needed.

However, in order to attract the attention of such heroes, it had to be an association that received nomination requests from Sky City.

It was not unusual for an A-class hero, who accounted for a large part of the criteria for distributing requests, to visit the hero association he belonged to.

“Shoo…Shoo…Supreme Fox…?”

It was okay to just sit there, but it was completely natural for the association staff to stand up and bow before bowing.

The number of heroes is important, but the bonus points for one A-class hero are hundreds of times higher than for F-class heroes who just graduated from the academy.

This was because I had been trained to the point where I was instructed to show them to a private room and provide them with high-quality refreshments.

“I….uh…..?”

The association employee re-adjusted his glasses, which did not need to be corrected.

He thought back on his memory, wondering if he had mistaken him for someone else, but the pure white fox beastman who took a number and stood still in the corner was clearly Supreme Fox.

The surprising part wasn’t that an A-class hero appeared. Only Supreme Fox’s outfit was different.

Although the reason for the promotion was largely due to taking on the role of team leader rather than activity performance, it could not be ignored.

He was clearly an A-level hero who brought a huge amount of extra points to this association, and he was also the team leader, so it was clear that if he made a mistake, he would be immediately fired from the association.

He didn’t even make the obvious request to present his hero ID card.

Rather, he was trying to hide his eyes that had moved unintentionally to look at the inside of his thighs at the sight of Supreme Fox.

There were ample excuses. It would be rude to say he was small, but it was because the A-list hero who used to wear training clothes that made it easy to move around now looked completely different.

Although it was a dark morning, many people remained in the not-so-small Hero Association.

From heroes waiting after drawing different types of number tickets to the team coming out of the conference room after consulting with party members to conquer the dungeon, although it is a bit far from a request.

‘…Isn’t that Supreme Fox? ‘You got promoted a while ago?’

‘Isn’t it Humanoid? …..Oh, there is none.’

‘Aren’t bodysuits only for androids?’

When they discovered the pure white fox beast, the place where their eyes landed was the same for all employees, adventurers, and heroes.

Thighs. More precisely, the inner part of the thigh that cannot be seen if you stand still at attention in the corner like now.

I was observing whether there was a barcode engraving that should naturally have been engraved on it as an object.

‘There is no barcode…? So that means it’s not a Humanoid…’

‘Did you go around dressed like that on purpose? ‘Aren’t you embarrassed?’

Because it was not a humanoid created from a fox beast, there were no barcodes on the chest or inner thighs to identify equipment.

He was an A-class hero who wore a shiny white latex bodysuit and just stood there as if he were a staff unit of the newly established Megacorp Hero Association.

When it was his turn, it was Supreme Fox who walked up to the reception desk, lifting high heels that seemed to be made of hardened latex to thigh height.

“Thank you for visiting! Supreme Fox! We’ll take you straight to your private room!”

When the fox beast, who naturally deserved special treatment, came in, an association employee answered loudly to calm down the people who started whispering.

It was confirmed that the person standing here is not Humanoid, a pure white fox beast doll wearing a white latex bodysuit, but an A-class hero from Sky City.

So, I provided the information in the hope that they would please talk about it somewhere else, but it only drew more attention to the thighs covered in the polish of Supreme Fox’s shiny bodysuit.

“Bah…I’ll guide you right away! Supreme Fox!”

Of course there was no need to open your mouth. Because I could hear all the whispering around me.

It didn’t even feel bad.

In fact, the fact that he thought he was a humanoid almost caused his nipples to stick out even more.

However, it was clear that the story would be long if I was shown to a private room, so I decided to hurry since there was one more place to visit today after the Hero Association.

“There is no need for that.”

The staff member cut me off by saying that next time, if you tell me right away, I will show you to a private room, so you don’t need to take a numbered ticket.

Although there were some heroes who started to look at it more closely, thinking that it might have been engraved on their chest rather than the inside of their thighs.

No one complained about Supreme Fox getting such special treatment.

Supreme Fox placed his hero ID card on the reception desk.

I received two plastic cards proving my status as an A-level hero, but I decided that returning just one would be enough.

“You don’t have to show your ID card-”

The employee was trying to tell me that although he was wearing a slightly strange outfit, he had confirmed that he was an A-class hero belonging to this association, so there was no need to show it…

“Hero. I want to quit.”

A-level hero…no. I froze at Supreme Fox’s answer.

The party that was trying to enter the dungeon, and the hero that was trying to leave for a night patrol request froze while trying to get a paper cup of coffee from the vending machine.

Everyone around him was shocked and froze at his remarks, but what he had to do didn’t change.

He had just returned his hero ID, but since he was now Supreme Fox, there was no reason to be surprised.

As Supreme Fox, he just did what he wanted to do and did not commit a crime. It didn’t cause any harm to others.

‘It was a useless worry…♥’

It was simple. The memories of being used as the property of the Megacorp Hero Association were happy.

It was so thrilling that I felt like a fool.

It has been a long time since even the fear of not knowing what would happen was overwritten by anticipation.

“Hero. I want to quit.”

Once I said it, it cracked. Saying it twice just broke something I thought was important in my heart.

There was no need to worry because I had a new confidence in myself to accept that it was no longer important.

‘With this…Supreme Fox…clears the game…♥’

A-level hero Supreme Fox cleared the game. So there was no need for it anymore.

There was no rule that said you had to be a hero, so you just moved to a place that valued you more.

Ignoring the frozen association staff, he placed the card key next to the A-class hero’s ID card, which was placed randomly.

It was a card key to a luxury apartment house that Supreme Fox permanently rented as a Sky City hero.

It was replaced with a door lock that was entered by pressing a number and became a piece of plastic as useless as Supreme Fox’s hero ID card placed next to it, but the action had meaning.

I returned the benefits I received as a hero.

“If there are any items that need to be disposed of, please dispose of them.”

A tight-fitting white leotard-like bodysuit. I returned the card key while wearing gloves and high heels that seemed to be made of the same latex.

If it were A-list hero Supreme Fox, she would have turned bright red in an instant and raised her hands to hide her small breasts and her belly button, which was visible all the way through the latex.

“I will give up all ownership. Can I do this?”

Such a thought did not even occur to the current Supreme Fox. Until the association employee responded, I was just accepting the feeling of the bodysuit pressing down on my entire body.

The same was true for the ‘plug port’, which was past the time it could be restored with an erosion-type nanomachine neutralizer.