Chapter Index

    There are many different abilities.

    Among them, there is a type of special ability that allows one to control the minds of others, and a representative example of this is the ray gun type type ability.

    It is often referred to as a culmination of ‘future technology’.

    It is closer to the realm of science than a special ability, but if you can cause a scientific phenomenon with magical power, it is a special ability.

    In that sense, the ability of a ray gun has endless possibilities.

    for example.

    -Take it! A beam that changes the image into a turtle!

    -Ugh! My face!!

    Something like changing a person’s appearance into another form in an instant.

    like now.

    “Hi! Hi gr!”

    It’s a light beam that makes you suddenly spread your legs as soon as you’re hit by the light beam, and repeat the motion of stabbing your hand under your crotch and then raising it.

    “Tusha Tusha Tusha.”

    The man in red tights was riding a duck bike, aiming a ray gun at cosplayers and firing wildly.

    Tusha tusha tusha.

    The ray gun shines and aims at the cosplayers, accompanied by sound effects from children’s toys.

    “Ah, what… is that a pervert?”

    “Wow, don’t you know that? I don’t know this.”

    “It’s not because I don’t know. Haha, do I have to adjust it?”

    “Enjoy. It’s a festival, right? Hehe.”

    Some of the cosplayers expressed their displeasure at the red tights, hereinafter referred to as ‘high-gray bastards’ who randomly shoot ray guns.

    “Gregre! Gregre!”

    However, others just smiled and took a stance as soon as they were hit by the ray gun.

    There were people who took it lightly, and there were also people who took action with complete determination and force.

    “Wow, why did you come now instead of yesterday?”

    [That’s it.]

    Without taking off his mask, the Higre snail approached the man who had posed for him.

    [Because it can corrupt real-life heroes.]

    “Ahaha! This person is interesting. Could you take a picture?”

    [However much.]

    click.

    After taking pictures with Koseo, Higre started riding around on a duck bike again.

    The sight was like a wild beast looking for its prey, and one by one, people began to follow the madman(?).

    “Over there. That person…”

    “……Let’s follow along first.”

    It’s not because I’m curious.

    It’s not because it’s unique.

    It wasn’t because I was worried that we might get hit by a ray gun if we happened to run into that guy while passing somewhere else.

    “Hey, what if that beam of light hits us? Do I have to dance that?”

    I was like that, but Baek Seol-hee doesn’t seem to be like that again.

    “Do you know that?”

    “You know. This is the movie version that was always shown on TV when I was young.”

    “…Well.”

    If you think about it, although it brings culture shock in many ways, there is no other ‘heroic’ film as authentic as it.

    ‘Rather, it can be said that the theatrical version is the king and foundation of clichés.’

    People around them are brainwashed by villains one by one, and the only hope for humanity remains with the protagonist and hero.

    Even in situations where the hero collapses, the protagonist shows faith in the hero and supports him until the end, and based on that support, the hero eventually defeats the evil organization boss.

    This is a story that clearly shows the virtues that are most exemplary for heroes in this world, the age of superpowers.

    In that sense, what that man is doing now is just one of the quirks that appear at the comic market.

    Wow.

    [Higre beam–!]

    A monster wearing a black robe all over its body and a white mask on its face is also doing something inside its robe after being hit by that ray gun.

    “…I guess I should say it was fun. I’m not sure.”

    “Different people have different ways to relieve stress. Even if that…”

    I pointed out a Hygret that was being photographed being eaten by a black-robed monster.

    “…Even if he is a person with special abilities who is hiding his mana.”

    The fundamental reason why we follow that man.

    That man.

    He is a talented person.

    A person with the ability to hide mana quite well.

    “Are you crazy?”

    A person with supernatural powers who appears to be at least A-level or S-level wears full-body red tights and shoots high gray beams at passers-by with a toy gun?

    If you haven’t seen it with your own eyes, if you tell others, you’re likely to be asked, ‘Are you crazy?’

    Still, there is one thing that is really fortunate.

    “…I guess it’s fortunate that something like that doesn’t really happen.”

    “Sure.”

    The brainwashing beam that forces a person’s clothes to be high-legged and forces them to assume the organization’s signature pose is just a setting in a cartoon.

    [Hi-gre, it’s not—!]

    “…What is it?”

    [Oh, sorry.]

    The only thing Hygre Beam does for is those who know about it or are kind enough to accept it.

    “Should I call the operation…? Hey, it looks like there’s a crazy person walking around.”

    “It’s cosplay. Be patient.”

    “Isn’t that a villain cosplay? Looking at the red thing, isn’t it a villain who was active in China?”

    “Have you not seen Shin-chan? Hey, how can you not see that?”

    “…I know, it’s crazy, but who would do something like that in a place like this? It’s embarrassing.”

    Most people pretend not to notice or ignore the man’s villainous behavior(?).

    Because it would be extremely shameful to spread your legs and swing your hand at your groin in front of so many people.

    “You’ll never do that, right?”

    “Of course. I’m crazy…ah.”

    For a moment, my fists tightened.

    [The villain is executed.]

    Although it may seem a bit crude, a course fish that still manages to make good use of its points has emerged.

    You can see Koser taking a picture wearing a goblin-specific mask, a black suit, and a baseball bat slung over his shoulder.

    [Hi! Hi!]

    “Ah, crazy.”

    And the Higre snail turned and ran toward the goblin Koseo.

    [Hi-gre, it’s not—!]

    I aimed the ray gun straight at the goblin Koseo and fired!

    “No way.”

    “No. Trueㅡ”

    The moment when Baek Seol-hee held my arm tightly next to me.

    [Hi! Hi!]

    ” Mr. Lee….”

    I almost held back the sudden curse that came out.

    [Wow, you accept it! thank you!]

    [Wow, you’re strong. Higredan…!]

    I won’t tell you what I saw or what made me tighten my fist.

    It’s just that Kalgak was more brainwashed than any other corruptor I’ve ever seen.

    “…….”

    “Are you smiling?”

    “Uh, hmm, hmm. I have to protect it well.”

    Baek Seol-hee, who was trembling while holding my arm, tried to turn her red face to the side.

    “…I have to be careful not to be brainwashed.”

    “…….”

    “You mean a goblin, after you come to your senses after being hit by that, don’t you just become a devil?”

    “…….”

    Although you may become afraid of the devil.

    “Wouldn’t we start with executions? You won’t be brainwashed in the first place.”

    “Really? Even if it’s not a high gray beam?”

    “No brainwashing will work on me. And just because you change like that doesn’t mean you’ll immediately become a devil.”

    I am not mentally weak to that extent.

    “Even if there is such an ability, ultimately it is not the magic power battle that this ability has an effect on.”

    “If the magic power contained in the Haigre beam is greater than the magic power possessed by the person hit, is Haigre brainwashing possible?”

    “It would be possible to reduce all of the opponent’s magical power to the bottom and then shoot a brainwashing beam.”

    As long as mana and mental power protect themselves, humans do not easily become corrupted.

    “…Or, borrowing the power of the devil.”

    * * *

    “Chiit, Cheong Hye-seong, that damn bastard…”

    The balding middle-aged man grumbled and headed to the bathroom.

    I wondered if it was a cosplay, but his messy hair was his own.

    No matter how many people came to Comiket, the man didn’t look like he would fit in here, but the badge on his shirt lapel immediately revealed his identity.

    member of Congress.

    “Damn, damn….”

    What made him so angry was that he stood in front of the urinal and cursed.

    “If you’re S-level, you’d think about having a baby soon… huh?”

    Phew.

    The sound of a blow heard from outside.

    The lawmaker let out a laugh at the sound of someone being hit.

    “Hey, don’t hit me too hard…huh?”

    puck.

    The man who collapsed into the bathroom entrance was his bodyguard.

    “What, what?!”

    Click, click, click.

    The person who appeared making a strange wheel noise was a man in red tights riding a duck bicycle.

    “Uh, huh…?!”

    [Hanamura Anoyata. One of the sponsors of the law to permit euthanasia for people over 80, right?]

    Slur.

    The little guy in high-grey tights got off his bike and started fiddling with the ray gun on his waist.

    [Do you know why I came?]

    “Rain, villain?! Who, buy, ugh!!”

    Quack!

    Higre grabbed the congressman’s face and pushed him towards the window.

    The pants I had unbuttoned to urinate went down.

    The good news is that the underwear is still the same.

    [I came to kill you.]

    “You, you…! This accent is Korean! How dare you…!”

    [As expected, the Japanese I learned at a glance is not enough. Well, it doesn’t matter.]

    The ray gun the young man was holding began to gradually change.

    The playful sound effect no longer sounded, and the red light shining under the LED light began to emit a fancy dark purple light.

    [I once saw a cartoon from Japan. A cartoonist where everyone in the world becomes a woman and only one man remains.]

    “Eup, eup!!”

    [So, I’m going to try that one time. Of course, the target audience is limited to Japanese people. Why is there such a saying?]

    Crash.

    [As much as you kill, give birth.]

    “Eup, ugh!!”

    [Well, I’m not interested in history at all.]

    The tip of the ray gun was aimed at the congressman’s forehead.

    [Wouldn’t it be better to be reborn as a beautiful high school girl rather than a bald middle-aged man?]

    “Ugh, ugh, ugh!!”

    [I, Bibi, desperately want it.]

    Crash.

    [I will make all Japanese people into sushi girls. This is me. With the power of this ‘Amta’.]

    Weeeing ㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡ

    [Oishiku, nareee!!]

    After a while.

    The only thing found in the men’s bathroom was a woman with long black hair and her bottoms missing.

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