This Villain is Soft - Chapter 41



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Episode 41

Chacha, who had moved to the penthouse, was lying on the living room sofa.

Since we had thrown away our beds, there was no place softer than the sofa.

Solmae, who had been examining Chacha, put down her stethoscope.

“The painkillers aren’t helping.”

“Why, why? Then what should I do?”

Bunny didn’t know what to do as he held Chacha’s hand tightly as she writhe in pain.

When Solmae shook her head as if there was nothing she could do, Bunny’s gaze turned to Haon.

“Sister… … .”

Haon also felt uneasy.

Even though the side effects were caused by mana, taking care of the patient was not something I could do.

Since they could make medical devices using magic engineering but couldn’t cure the disease, they called in Solmae. Although he was unlicensed, he was the best doctor in the old town.

“How much stimulant did you take, sir?”

It seemed that Solmaedo was also aware of the existence of the potion that was secretly spread.

“Elderly. Do people with these symptoms often come to your clinic?”

“It’s not just one or two, but this is the first time it’s been this bad. It’s so bad that even painkillers don’t work, so it could get worse.”

“… … .”

Haon looked at Chacha’s pale face with a bitter expression.

To Ha-on, who is not ‘Eun-ha-on’, she was still one of the villains he could not trust.

A person who might suddenly pick up a weapon one day and rob a bank or make counterfeit money.

At the same time, he was a person who cared for and looked after Bunny, and treated me well.

Even if I didn’t step forward and do a good job, I didn’t want to be mean and I wanted to help if they asked for help.

‘But how… …?’

Awakening and forced awakening were unfamiliar things to Haon as well.

We have not yet found a way to neutralize the stimulant.

If Mana had been a body perfectly suited to take hold from the beginning, Chacha would have awakened around the age of ten.

Even though Novado awakened using the Awakening Orb, the only side effect that appeared was a change in hair and eye color, so it seems like he had a body that didn’t have bad compatibility with Mana.

“Cough!”

At that moment, Chacha opened her eyes wide, twisted her body, and grabbed her neck.

“… … !”

“Whoa! Hey, Sister! Sister!”

As Haon and Bani’s expressions hardened, Solmae quickly opened Chacha’s mouth to check.

“You’re having trouble breathing. Your windpipe is swollen.”

Then he took a long tube out of his bag and shoved it into his throbbing mouth.

“Oh, sir! Is that okay?”

“No, that won’t work. But what can we do? We need to make a breathing hole right now.”

Solmae wanted to somehow open Chacha’s airway, but the airway was too swollen and the equipment was not very good, making it difficult to insert the tube.

Haon pressed down on his heart that was beating anxiously.

People die here too.

People die anywhere, but when someone you know dies right before your eyes, it feels strangely out of the nature of things.

At that moment, the most absurd thing in the world becomes ‘the death of a familiar face’.

How much more? Who will die next?

Countless screams and cries passed by Haon’s ears.

“Hey, Unnie!”

“… … !”

Then I raised my head at the sound of Bunny calling me while sobbing.

“Hey, please do something about it. Please save Chacha Unnie.”

“But I’m not a doctor… … .”

“Please! Sister, please. Please save Sister Chacha!”

Bunny pleaded, tears streaming down his face.

Haon looked back and forth between Chacha’s painful face and Solmae’s with trembling eyes, then stood next to the sofa as if he had made up his mind.

I don’t know either… … !

“Elder. Please hold on to Chacha so he doesn’t struggle.”

“What are you trying to do?”

“Anything.”

And then he put his hand on her panting chest and squeezed it.

Although he couldn’t control mana with his bare hands, he could sense its flow.

The unnatural mana mixture was sticking to my blood vessels like gum, troubling me. It was tightly coiled and clumped together, and it didn’t seem like it would come off easily.

Haon sat under the sofa, held his cell phone in both hands, and started working.

“Blue. I need to separate the mana.”

[Scanning Chacha’s body. The mana is tightly entangled with the other ingredients of the drug, making it difficult to separate them as is.]

“That’s right. So I’m going to convert the mana into a liquid.”

He is not a doctor but an engineer. He doesn’t know how to untangle a thread with gum stuck to it, so he decided to change the properties of the thread.

[To synthesize with a liquid component that is not a radio wave, you need to know the amount and structure of that component.]

I’ve been studying short-term stimulants for days, so I have a good grasp of their ingredients and their formulations.

Haon quickly typed on the phone keyboard without showing any sign of hesitation.

A large number of letters and formulas flashed across the phone screen, and blue lights rippled around Chacha like wires.

Bunny and Solmae couldn’t take their eyes off the amazing sight, but they were worried about what on earth Haon was doing.

Soon, the mana that filled Chacha’s body combined with hydrogen and oxygen.

[The mana in your body has been successfully synthesized with water!]

‘Okay… …!’

The mana, now converted into liquid, flowed out, separating from the sticky gum-like residue of the stimulant.

As the mana drained away, other elements that were tangled like filth slowly moved through the blood vessels.

Since Chacha’s body is not suitable for mana, the liquefied mana will be excreted through sweat or excretion.

Other harsh ingredients would continue to bother me for a while, but I believed Solmae could take care of that.

“… … Your body temperature is coming back.”

Solmae muttered in surprise at Chacha’s noticeably improving appearance.

His complexion was still pale and he was still sweating, but his breathing was stable and the strangely swollen muscles and veins were slowly going down.

Only then did Barney relax and slump down on the floor.

“Thank goodness. I really thought I was going to die… … .”

“What did you do?”

Solmae felt puzzled as she felt Chacha’s pulse, but Haon couldn’t think of anything to explain.

“So… … a special ingredient that is difficult to observe… … like melting ice to make water… … .”

Ha-on, who was hesitating to continue speaking, stopped. For a moment, a light went on in his head.

‘Couldn’t it be possible to make a patch that would nullify potions like this?’

What if you could create a patch that would cause your body’s mana to bind to hydrogen and oxygen, and then shoot it like a gun?

Haon jumped up and grabbed his cell phone.

“I just thought of something to do. Please do it step by step, sir. Since I made it so that both of you can go back and forth between the first floor and the rooftop, you can use the cafe as you wish. Then I’m busy.”

He hurriedly mumbled and ran to the door.

“Sister.”

I turned around to hear a call along with the sound of footsteps and saw Bunny hugging me tightly.

“… … !”

Bunny hugged Haon’s frozen back tightly and then let go.

“Thank you. I only have Chacha as my older sister.”

Then he rolled his eyes and added:

“Well, now I have sister Haon too. Anyway, thank you for saving sister Chacha.”

Haon nodded awkwardly and blankly stared at Bani’s back as he returned to Chacha.

It seems that Chacha is really precious. The reaction was completely different from when ‘Eunhaon’ died.

When ‘Eunhaon’ died, it felt strange that the kid who came to rob the house even hugged him.

Haon rubbed his still warm chest as he headed to the lab.

* * *

The central district, located between the old and new city centers, is a place with tighter security than other areas as it is home to many public institutions and cultural facilities, including the hero headquarters.

The Central District, known for its lax patrols, was extremely tight, making it a region that villains avoided.

In a corner of the history museum, long past closing time, a light came on and people started walking in.

Chairs were lined up in a wide corridor between the first and second exhibition rooms.

Those who sat on the chairs in the order they entered were the five bosses of the old town.

Queue in Zone 1.

Halla in District 2.

Two shots of Zone 3.

Rusty of District 4.

Weaver of District 5.

And at the end of their uncomfortable gaze was the leader of the heroes.

“You all arrived on time.”

As the Hunter looked around at the five bosses, Twoshot rolled his eyes with a look of discontent.

“I understand why you called, but we haven’t even had a proper taste yet.”

“It’s the same in District 1. Unlike the guys in other districts, they didn’t cause any accidents.”

As the cue in Zone 1 began to align, Halla glared.

“Accident? We had an accident or something, is that it?”

“If picking a fight with a hero who was just sitting still wasn’t an accident, then what was?”

“Q. Aren’t you the one with the highest probability of taking the potion and terrorizing the hero headquarters?”

Cue bristled at Rusty’s words.

“How can you be polite when you’re coveting other people’s territory?”

“I guess I’m the only one who covets other people’s territory.”

Rusty chuckled and glanced towards Twoshot. Q was also eyeing Twoshot’s area.

Weaver, who had been listening to the argument silently, spoke to Hanra.

“It is a shame that I was not able to manage my subordinates well.”

The fierce argument was abruptly cut off by a calm tone.

The hunter, who had been leaning against the wall and watching the bosses, walked over and sat down on the empty chair.

“What I want to know is where the potion comes from.”