This Villain is Soft - Chapter 93



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Episode 93

Hero Headquarters was still in a state of collapse.

The staff and heroes commuted to the gym, and Hunter was at a loss as to where to make a temporary or new headquarters.

It would be nice if the higher-ups could figure it out and save it, but it seems like the server has all been blown away and the cost would not be small.

‘There are even talks of disbanding the headquarters and using the heroes as mercenaries.’

As Hunter was getting some fresh air outside the gym, something suddenly fell down at his feet.

It was a Halla covered in blood and looking unrecognizable.

“It’s a gift.”

The hunter raised his head at the languid voice.

Suddenly, a man with a graceful yet dangerous air was standing a few steps ahead of me.

“… …Nova.”

He shrugged his shoulders and raised the corners of his mouth nonchalantly.

“I didn’t kill him. If I leave him like this, he might die.”

“What a surprise.”

“I thought someone might hate it.”

Those words reminded Hunter of a scientist who had recently died and come back to life.

“… … Seeing you like this, I guess Dr. Eunhaon is a different person.”

“He’s so different that it’s annoying.”

Nova frowned and let out a disgruntled laugh.

“Isn’t that obvious? If it were the ‘Eunhaon’ you know, would he have chosen to die instead of becoming a ghost?”

He nudged Halla, who was barely breathing, with the tip of his toe.

“If it was ‘Galaxy On’, Hanla would have died as soon as District 2 was taken away.”

As soon as Hanra confirmed that Haon’s car had fallen into the river, he rushed to Area 2.

Then he proudly declared that since he had killed Eunhaon, District 2 was his again.

Chacha and Bunny suppressed the Halla gang quite violently with the mechanical cranes, and Solmae was said to have been included in it for some reason.

Then, when River told her that Haon was not dead, Bunny finally burst into tears.

Before Eunhaon woke up, Halla was causing a ruckus by threatening to cut off Eunhaon’s airway, but was suddenly caught by Nova and disappeared somewhere.

After two days of being missing, he was now at the Hunter’s feet.

The Hunter called the medical team and had them take Halla away. If they left her like this, she would really die soon.

Nova, who had been staring at Halla’s body moving away, turned his gaze to the hunter and asked.

“Isn’t there someone at headquarters who can tell that Eunha On is a different person?”

“… … .”

The hunter scanned the inside of the gym without saying a word.

“Are you afraid I might do something?”

Nova added, rubbing the bloodstains on his gloves.

“Yeah. I doubt it. I don’t know what I’m going to do.”

“Do you know why ‘Galaxy On’ joined hands with Halo?”

Nova laughed at the hunter’s sudden words.

“It must have been because of the money. They could have done as many human experiments as they wanted.”

“Halo said he wanted you to be on a firm leash. I don’t know the details though.”

Nova, who had been mumbling a few times about a leash, realized something and felt his heart. The sight of him laughing in vain was beautiful.

He was the one who told Halo about the shield of awakening that covered my heart.

Only then did I realize who had encouraged me to rip it out and implant it into the sniper.

“Honey. You did something really mean behind my back.”

I guess I figured that the harder it was for me to deal with Halo, the more I’d cling to the ‘Galaxy On’ stuff.

This one also took full advantage of ‘her’ feelings, so I have nothing to say, but I feel like I got stabbed in the back of the head.

I didn’t feel betrayed or disappointed. I wasn’t angry either.

Instead, Nova glanced up at the night sky, thinking of someone who had promised to tell her about the stars.

“But why would you tell me that?”

“Let’s say that this is a reward for bringing Halla back to life.”

Nova turned around without hesitation and muttered at the hunter’s answer.

“I want to receive the award from someone else.”

* * *

Area 2 was noticeably cleaner even without the new boss.

It was thanks to the mechanical cranes that Haon had picked out in advance and Chacha.

Chacha took care of Zone 2 in the same way he had taken care of Zone 1.

It wasn’t difficult since we had already discussed how to repair Haon and Zone 2.

But the longer Haon remains awake, the more difficult it will be to manage Areas 1 and 2.

‘I never thought of forming a gang because I didn’t want to take responsibility for anything, but what is this?’

Chacha sighed and covered Bunny with a blanket.

No matter how many times I told him to go home and get some rest, Barney insisted on staying in the office in District 2 and eventually fell asleep.

It’s been like this since Halla invaded District 2, declaring that Haon was killed.

‘Come to think of it, Bunny got attached to this Eunhaeon pretty quickly. I guess it’s because kids instinctively know who’s dangerous or something.’

Chacha, who was stroking Bunny’s head, thought, ‘When did it start for me?’

He brought Barney and I into the penthouse and maintained a moderate level of friendship, but there was always a subtle, icy cruelty and a look of contempt that was always there.

Thinking back now, it was ridiculous to think that all those things would disappear in an instant just because I lost my memories.

Honestly, I didn’t even understand half of what they were saying about multiverses and dimensional travel.

Still, spending time with the ‘tasteful’ Eunhaon was surprisingly fun.

It makes me wish that Eunhaon would continue to be like this in the future.

‘Get up quickly, Eunhaon. You said your life is not in danger. If you keep doing this, Bunny will collapse. … … And that Ghost.’

Chacha thought of Juyeol, who was stuck in the hospital room like a shadow of Haon.

As I live, there come days when I feel sorry for the hero, and it really makes me sad.

* * *

“Sister.”

Haon raised his head at the sound of the voice he missed. The sunlight was softly shining in front of the orphanage.

A monotonous melody rang out from the laundry room, and the warm smell of fabric softener wafted through the air.

I looked to the side and saw Parang, who was resting his chin on the table with both arms outstretched, laughing.

“Can you make me a gyaedoyo?”

“Is that a new name too? Toyosae?”

“Yeah. Oh, I cried.”

“Whoa… … ?”

Haon, who was searching for a toy bird while giggling, changed the shape of the wooden block with mana.

“Voila! How is it?”

“Oh, dear sis. This is a cockatoo.”

“What’s different? A cockatoo? Is there really such a bird?”

“Even if we face each other!”

Parang pointed to each picture on the phone screen and explained in detail what was different about the two birds.

Ha-on burst into laughter at the sight of her plump sparrow-like round cheeks and chattering mouth.

“Oh, okay. I’ll try making it again.”

And then he deformed the wooden block into the exact shape of a gecko.

“how is it?”

“Wow! Wow!”

Parangi was running around holding a new model. It was a peaceful afternoon.

Suddenly, Ha-on wondered why he had come to the daycare center today, when it wasn’t even the weekend.

‘It’s time to be in the lab.’

Then, when I saw Parang circling the yard like a bird flying low, I remembered something I had never said.

“Sister. Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Umm. I had something to say to you, but I can’t remember.”

“I guess that’s because it’s something you don’t have to say?”

“Where is that?”

“Really. But, Sister. Now that you’re done playing, I’ll see you off.”

Parangi came over, took Haon’s hand, and led him to the orphanage gate.

“Blue? Where are you going?”

“My brother is waiting.”

“Juyeol?”

“Other brothers too.”

“… … Juyeol?”

Haon turned his eyes to the shadow of the wall as if possessed. No, he tried to do so.

Wherever I looked, there was no shadow. It was an unreal sight.

Meanwhile, Parang had stopped walking, and Haon had taken a step outside the daycare center.

Parang said with a giggle.

“Sister. Don’t think about me too much.”

At that moment, everything in front of me except for the daycare center gate and Parangi turned into thin, fine strings and scattered as if exploding.

Haon gasped for breath like someone who had just been pulled out of water.

Vibrating strings poured down like meteors in a black space of indeterminate size.

As if each string contained a memory, a torrent of vivid memories poured out.

There was always something I wanted to say to Parang. My heart was pounding and my hands were trembling.

Even in the blurry vision caused by tears, blue light began to shine.

Haon sat down in front of the daycare center entrance and hugged Parangi.

“Blue, I’m sorry. Because of me… … . .”

Haon’s wet voice suddenly stopped.

Parang hugged Haon’s back.

“I told you you didn’t have to say that.”

Then what should I say? What can I say to you… … .

Haon hugged Parang, who was clinging to his arms like a small bird, tighter.

I had a gut feeling that I didn’t have enough time.

Come on, I had to say it right away.

Haon looked into Parang’s eyes and stroked his pale face.

“Blue, I love you.”

Was that the right answer? Parang answered, smiling like sunshine.

“I love you too, sis.”

“I always remembered you, even in other universes. I miss you so much.”

“I know. I really do.”

Parangi held the new model in his arms with great care.

“But we’ll meet later.”

A bluebird flew in from somewhere and landed on Haon’s shoulder.

It was time to leave.

Haon kissed Parang’s head and whispered.

“Thank you, my eternal bluebird.”

The blue strings scattered into small pieces and flew away like feathers.