This Villain is Soft - Chapter 141



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Episode 141

Only then did Weaver seem to have the will to talk, as he folded up the newspaper and put it down.

“It is never right to give everything away without any reward. There has to be something in return for something to go away.”

Haon clasped his hands together, his eyes shining with anticipation.

“Then, how… … .”

“Tell the building owners that if they raise the rent, they will collect 500,000 won in building protection fees. Or even threaten them.”

“Yes? Is that legally possible?”

“The old town is a lawless area where only the morality of business changes according to taste.”

“But the hero headquarters is still there… … .”

“You’ve taken over the old city, so things might change, but it’ll take a long time.”

Weaver sighed as he looked at his innocent, young boss.

“There is no real solution to that. It has to be left to the conscience of each building owner.”

“You have no conscience! It’s too tame to raise the monthly rent by 300,000 won right after receiving 300,000 won in support!”

“Be quiet.”

“I want to help residents who have difficulty paying rent, not put money in the wallets of building owners.”

Haon crumpled the blanket with a pouty face.

It was very frustrating to know what the problem was but not be able to come up with a solution. It was even more difficult because it wasn’t like an experiment where the results just came out like, “Voila.”

“I don’t know what to do for the residents.”

“Why do you want to do something for me?”

“I have money to spare. I guess I earned it through bad means.”

“So you want to give back to people?”

Weaver laughed softly and then continued.

“How about supporting something other than rent?”

“Anything else?”

“We could create a voucher that can only be used in the old city, like local currency, and use that as a substitute for subsidies.”

“… … !”

“That’s not without its drawbacks, but at least it doesn’t end up putting money in the building owners’ wallets.”

Haon, whose eyes were sparkling brightly, grabbed Weaver’s hand as if possessed.

“Weaver.”

“… …Why is it like this?”

“After you are discharged from the hospital, I would like you to help me manage the old town.”

“Are you asking me to be your subordinate?”

“I don’t have any subordinates. We can use the building that Weaver originally used in District 5 as is… … but that has collapsed, so I’ll try to repair it quickly.”

Weaver was so shaken that his confusion was visible through the tattoos covering his face.

“What on earth do you believe in?”

“The people of Weaver who loved Weaver.”

“… … .”

“I need a weaver.”

Haon was already leaning against Weaver with one knee up on the bed.

Weaver, who was stroking his completely shaved head, avoided eye contact as if it was burdensome.

“I’ll look into it positively, so you can go now.”

“Wow!”

Haon was so excited that he jumped up and down, then he quickly got up from his seat to tell Chacha the news and left a greeting.

“Thank you, Weaver! Get well soon!”

“I said I would look into it, but I said I would… … .”

Weaver shook his head as he looked at Ha-on with indignation as he disappeared without even listening to what he had to say.

Then he opened the newspaper again, leaned back against the bed frame, and muttered.

“You used to find it hard to even talk to me. Are you saying that we know each other now? You have a strangely childish side to you.”

A faint smile appeared on Weaver’s lips.

* * *

After meeting Weaver, Haon became even busier.

While working hard to rebuild the old city, he had a headache trying to create a local currency that could only be used in the old city, and he even took classes on economics and urban planning at Dudu Academy.

At first, I was relieved that even economics and urban planning papers included numbers, but the more I read, the more I realized that it was a very different field from what I had studied my entire life.

He didn’t expect that he would suddenly become interested in economics and be able to do efficient urban planning just by sitting in an academy and taking classes, but Haon just wanted to work with formulas and machines.

I was worried that this would only cause harm to the residents of the old town, so I made this suggestion to Hunter in a subtle way.

“Hunter. How about we take over the old city from the headquarters? Wouldn’t it be much safer and more professional to manage?”

But the hunter refused without even pretending to hesitate.

“If headquarters does something like that, we won’t have the capacity to receive reports from outside the old city.”

“… … .”

“You may not know this, but you are the first person I know who took a class on economics or urban planning to manage the old city well.”

Haon, shocked by those words, asked with a look of incomprehension.

“Then how did the previous bosses maintain the old city?”

“They ran it as a business. The only person who made and maintained the old town like a city was Weaver. Even so, it was a dark and run-down place that befitted the name of the old town.”

Haon sighed as he recalled the first time he set foot in the old town.

“So that’s why they left the road in such a mess.”

“So do your best. There has never been a boss who cared so much for the residents, so even if you go through a few trials and errors, it will eventually become a place worth living in.”

“I’m not confident… … !”

With those words, Haon was kicked out of Hunter’s office.

Unfortunately, the headquarters was also busy with the reconstruction of the old town, so we had to turn back.

‘Juyeol said he was really busy today. Will he come later than yesterday?’

Haon, carrying a lot of worries on his back, returned to the first district of Teolleteol.

* * *

Taang! Bang!

Kirik─.

Kaang!

There was a loud noise of gunfire and clashing metal.

A grenade rolled in front of Joo-yeol, who was shooting from behind the container.

He nimbly slid towards the opposite container, sharpening his magazine.

Boom!

The grenade exploded, blowing away the wooden plywood piled in the factory.

‘It’s never ending, tsk.’

Joo-yeol quietly hid in the shadows and closed the distance between himself and the villain.

On the other side, River was seen approaching another villain from behind.

Juyeol pulled out his knife from the shadows and put it back in, sending a signal to River with the reflected light.

River, who sensed this, entered the second battle by hitting the villain’s neck with a long stick first.

In the span of a few months, Q, Twoshot, and Rusty, the bosses of the old city, were killed, and Hanla survived and fled to another area.

In addition, Weaver, who had been in the old town the longest, was hospitalized after losing his district.

Those who were said to be Kwon Young-shi’s big villains suddenly stepped down from their positions.

As a result, villains from other regions were eagerly waiting for an opportunity to expand their areas of activity.

And they are trying to carry out the same illegal business that the old town bosses were doing.

It was burdensome to attack straight from the old city due to the presence of Dr. Eunhaon and the hero headquarters, so they fought every day to occupy the outskirts of Gwonyeong City.

The gunshots and impact sounds that had been heard at a loss gradually died down.

The villains, who experienced Ju-yeol’s ability to hide in the shadows and suddenly appear for the first time, were swung around as if possessed and collapsed, and River was handcuffed with a look of disgust on his face.

“Ugh, I’m tired.”

Joo-yeol checked the time and sighed.

‘Haon will be waiting.’

And just as they were about to hand over the subdued villains to the police, a call was heard from the band.

“This is driving me crazy, seriously.”

“Again?”

Joo-yeol and River let out annoyed sighs at the same time.

Eventually, the two were able to return home just before dawn.

Joo-yeol washed the blood and dirt off his body in his quarters and headed to the break room in the District 1 office.

‘I wonder if I slept well.’

I was worried about Ha-on, who still couldn’t fall into a deep sleep on his own, so I walked over quietly but quickly and opened the door slightly.

“… … .”

Joo-yeol was sad that he didn’t have much time to spend with Ha-on, but that was okay.

Because after work, you can eventually meet Ha-on in the space where the two of you sleep together.

However, Juyeol’s anxiety began to slowly rise from that moment on.

Haon would sometimes rest his chin on the open window like he did now and stare blankly at the sky.

As if trying to look into another universe other than this one.

At times like this, Ha-on’s presence seemed to be fading away little by little, and Ju-yeol suffered from unbearable anxiety.

‘Do you miss home? Of course you do, right?’

If Haon wants to recreate the dimensional portal back home, he will eventually do it, even if it takes a long time.

Juyeol was afraid that she would not be able to overcome her sense of loss for her hometown and ‘another universe fever’ and would bid farewell to me again.

He was looking intently at Ha-on’s side profile, and then he deliberately approached her while making loud noises.

Haon’s expression, which had turned around in surprise, gradually brightened like sunlight.

“Juyeol-ah!”

“You didn’t sleep?”

“It just happened. You’ve had a hard time.”

Haon hugged his waist and leaned against his chest.

Juyeol felt his impatience slowly disappearing in the warmth and laughed softly. He felt like soft feathers were fluttering in his chest.

‘I said I’d be with you. I said I liked it. If I was going to make a dimensional gate, I would have started making it a long time ago. Don’t be anxious.’

He desperately believed that his fears would disappear on their own if he was with Haon.

Until ‘another cosmic fever’ came to get Haon.