This Villain is Soft - Chapter 110



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Episode 110

‘Why is it like this again!’

Haon shrugged his shoulders in embarrassment and tightly grabbed the hem of Juyeol’s clothes.

Juyeol thought it was a frightened act and gently stroked the back of her head with his large hand as if to soothe her.

‘Stop it… …!’

Haon felt like his heart was going to burst out of his mouth.

I don’t know exactly when it started, but there were times when my heart would beat faster in front of Juyeol.

It was different from when I first met him, when he was shaking with a gun under his chin.

It feels like my blood isn’t cooling down, but rather it’s circulating too quickly and I’m getting a fever.

A ticklish feeling that makes it difficult to look someone in the eye.

A strange tension that doesn’t exist in the list of emotions I’ve experienced.

It wasn’t that I didn’t like it, it just confused me more.

‘But I’ve never run this hard before… …!’

Haon felt like his ear had moved right next to his heart. His heartbeat was louder than the sound of Belle’s footsteps getting closer.

At that moment, the sound of footsteps stopped abruptly behind me.

Joo-yeol’s hand, which had been stroking her hair, also stopped abruptly.

‘Wh, what’s going on?’

Ha-on, who was very nervous for various reasons, raised his head slightly and looked at Ju-yeol’s expression.

He was staring at the bell with his brows furrowed.

‘That’s right. That was the kind of face it had.’

Seeing Ju-yeol watching others from up close like this, Ha-on thought anew that he was handsome.

‘He was handsome. But… … .’

My childhood friend, ‘Juyeol’, was also popular with girls. When I was young, I would often get asked to deliver presents to ‘Juyeol’ on my behalf.

‘They have the same face, but why does this one look better?’

It’s a face that is clearly familiar and friendly.

Haon looked closely at his face, which felt strangely unfamiliar today.

The thick eyebrows, high nose, and sharp jawline all came together on one face, creating a harmonious look.

The sharp, upturned corners of his eyes added to the unique rebellious nature of his personality, but thanks to his deep eyes, he didn’t look as light as a boy in puberty.

‘It looks colder from this angle.’

And the moment his gaze turned to me, his sharp expression softened.

“He finally got there. I don’t know about other people, but if you get caught by that guy, you’ll never get away with it.”

At that sight, Haon’s heart skipped a beat again and he awkwardly rolled his eyes and answered.

“Hey, you’re not allowed to come in here?”

Joo-yeol opened his eyes wide at Ha-on’s bright red face, then smiled faintly.

“As long as you don’t get caught, it’s fine.”

Haon hurriedly got away from him because his heart showed no signs of calming down.

“Hey, don’t laugh like that.”

Joo-yeol walked out of the shadows, closed his eyes and smiled.

“How did I laugh?”

“Like Nova.”

“… … .”

He held onto the wall, trembling with shock on his face.

“How could you possibly marry me with such a frivolous guy… … .”

Haon looked around and urged him on, worried that someone else might pop out of the dorm.

“Hey, let’s go in quickly. If we keep going like this, who else will come?”

“… … .”

Joo-yeol barely came to his senses and looked dazed as he opened the door to his room.

“Come in. This is my quarters.”

The moment he entered his quarters, a familiar smell tickled Haon’s nose.

A subtle fabric softener scent and a cool men’s skin scent.

The smell of sooted leather and a faint scent of gunpowder.

‘It’s the smell I got when I entered Anga. The smell of Joo-yeol.’

Even though it was my first time coming to Haon, it somehow felt warm.

His belongings were gathered in a small space compared to Anga, so it felt like I was looking into his intimate parts.

Haon’s gaze, which was scanning the room carefully, stopped on the chest of drawers.

“Tiyong… … .”

There was a broken belt lying there, blocking the attacks of the Bae An-jae and the mechanical locusts.

I sat on the bed while Ha-on, who was standing there blankly, sat down on the only chair.

“Even though it’s called a dorm, I sleep in the penthouse. This place is a break room/warehouse, so it’s a bit messy.”

“… … .”

Haon suddenly remembered that he had been sitting in the lab doing nothing for several days until yesterday.

In this situation, it would be fortunate if I went outside the lab without becoming someone’s hostage, and if I stayed still, no one would bother me.

I felt like I was just breathing, not alive.

‘But now… … .’

Haon looked down at his hands. They were empty, not holding a cell phone.

I just had something to do, I just fixed something with my own hands, and now I feel like I’m alive.

Ha-on looked at Ju-yeol, his fist tightly clenched as if he was grabbing something.

“Thank you, Juyeol.”

“You’re helping out at headquarters, right? I should be the one thanking you.”

He cleared his throat with an embarrassed expression and continued speaking with difficulty.

“Actually, I have someone I want to introduce you to.”

“Huh? Who are you?”

“I’ll tell you later. Once you get used to the engineering lab.”

Later. Haon rolled the words around in his mouth and answered.

“… … I have something to say then too.”

“Not now?”

“Yeah. Later.”

“Joo-yeol, whatever,” he replied, slightly opening the window blinds.

The sunset, which had been streaming in layer by layer through the gap, spread out beneath Haon’s feet like a staircase leading to another universe.

* * *

Old Town District 3.

Bae An-jae finally looked at the test subject who had survived the experiment without dying, with eyes filled with joy.

“Okay. Okay.”

He couldn’t control his excitement and his hands trembled.

“I can finally move on to the next step.”

Bae An-jae 3 asked, checking how many extra potions were left.

“What are we going to do with the potions? We’ll have to keep making them.”

“I’m going to turn one of Rusty’s factories into a potion-making factory. I’ll make the ones I use to make batteries myself.”

Bae An-jae 3 frowned at Bae An-jae’s prompt reply.

“If we mass-produce it in a factory, won’t the quality go down?”

“That doesn’t matter. Potions are just a means of making money anyway. This is what’s really important.”

Bae An-jae spread out the blueprints on the workbench.

It looked like a small window, but it was a very intricately designed mechanical device.

Bae An-jae 2 looked at it and asked suspiciously.

“Can you really finish it? It’s already halfway done, so if it fails, the loss will be enormous.”

“Failure? No way.”

Bae An-jae looked up at the ceiling with thirsty eyes.

“I know what’s up there.”

His eyes, filled with emptiness, actually looked greedy.

The realm of the gods that only I have been able to reach. An omnipotence that no one can imagine.

He could not forget the feeling that every molecule that made up his body was assimilating into dark energy.

“I can reach you again.”

I was filled with a burning desire to do something to make it happen.

“What about the two-shot? He keeps urging me to hit the Eunhaon area.”

Then, he immediately answered Bae An-jae 3’s question with an annoyed expression.

“What’s so great about fighting over seats that you’re so obsessed with? Just leave it alone for now. If it bothers you, just give me another potion.”

As Bae An-jae was waving his hand absentmindedly as if shooing away a fly, Halo opened the door to the lab and appeared.

He smirked and held out the vial before Halo could even open her mouth.

“How about the sniper? Is it a lot better than yesterday?”

Halo snatched the vial and moved his mouth so that it wouldn’t fall.

“……okay.”

“You look a lot better too. What did you say? Even though I’m not a con artist.”

Halo, who had been losing weight rapidly for a while, has been recovering his body in recent days.

It wasn’t just because I was forcibly draining blood to stabilize the sniper’s abilities and status.

The power of light was constantly being poured into the unknown mechanical device that Bae An-jae was making, and it had reached its limit.

Halo was filled with regret every time the sniper felt disgusted by the drug of Bae An-jae’s addiction.

If I hadn’t met him, I would have just left ‘Eunhaon’ alone…

Halo shook her head, trying not to recall the days that had already become irreversible.

Then I flinched at the scream I heard from inside the laboratory.

Soon, the sound of something exploding was heard, along with the pungent smell of blood, and the cheers of the soldiers were heard.

“… … You are all crazy.”

Halo muttered absentmindedly.

These people were different from the villains of Kwon Young-shi, who were famous for their high crime rate.

“So what are you going to do? Are you going to give up? You’re crazy too. Just think about it, you’ve found a good partner.”

Halo’s jaw clenched as Bae An-jae openly taunted.

He chuckled at the sight and added, seemingly doing a good deed.

“Oh, don’t worry. If everything goes smoothly, your daughter will become fully awakened and won’t be sick anymore.”

“… … .”

Halo sighed with a tired face and left the lab without saying a word.

“Yeah. You have to be quiet. What good is it to catch villains in a town without magic? They’re all just flies who bring you money.”

Bae An-jae turned around with a satisfied expression and quickly pulled back the blackout curtains.

“So you guys, don’t die and stay strong. You guys will be the best batteries.”

Inside the glass prison, hidden behind a curtain, Rusty and Weaver, who had Awakening Orb shields implanted on their chests, were locked up.