I Became a Villain’s Hero - Chapter 112



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-Thiririri…Thiririri…

Min-bom wakes up to the sound of an alarm.

It seemed like it had only been a few minutes since I had been lying on the couch in my private office…but three hours had already passed.

For a while, I felt tired and exhausted.

Soon, seeing Jung-gyeom’s face brushing her hair, she gets up from her seat.

I go to bed at 3 am and wake up at 6 am.

It was still time for everyone to fall asleep, but Minbom had no time to spare.

I had to get myself up for training again.

I had to run with all my might to jump over the dice.

After washing your body in the shower room of the association building, you get an ionic beverage from the vending machine on the second floor.

Just as she was drinking water, someone called her from behind.

“Solas.”

Turning around, the Sheikh was standing there.

Solas nodded in greeting.

“…Hello, senpai.”

“…”

Minbom hasn’t been hiding her feelings lately.

She couldn’t afford it.

Right after Minbom greeted Shake lightly, he broke down a drink and drank it.

I was thinking of rehydrating and starting training again.

“…Solas, give me a minute.”

However, at the Sheikh’s words, the plan slightly collapsed.

Minbom felt uncomfortable while drinking the ionic beverage.

The reason why I was struggling so much while splitting my sleep wasn’t to talk to someone.

It was to train, to catch the dice.

So Solas didn’t even look at the sheik, passed the drink and said.

“…I’m sorry, senpai. I’m a bit busy right now.”

“…Dice. Leave it alone.”

“…”

However, at the Sheikh’s words that followed, Solas’ actions stood firm.

She never looked back at the Sheikh.

Looking back, I would have also shown a distorted expression in this anger.

The Sheik said to Solas, who chose to remain silent as he feared that only harsh words would come out.

“Your condition is not normal right now.”

“…”

“It’s even worse if you’re like this.”

The Sheikh didn’t bother to come any closer.

Keeping a certain distance, I just spit out advice.

“You have to be self-aware as the number one hero in the rankings. If you are the number one hero, you have to be active, reassure the citizens, and suppress the villains. It’s not just about working like crazy in training.”

“…Thanks for the advice. I’ll go.”

Not wanting to hear any more uncomfortable stories, Solas withdrew.

But Sheikh wouldn’t let her go.

“Wait until Dice surrenders…!”

he says with frustration.

Min Bom also let go of the anger she had been holding back.

“Maybe you won’t surrender-“

“-If you don’t do it, then it’s not too late to try.”

“……..senior.”

“You’re blowing your nose without touching your hand. Dyce is stepping up and grabbing the Villain Alliance. There’s nothing to lose by waiting, so why bother chasing the dice? If you release one Luna and catch the rest, it’s a business with excess. We will take over the most powerful villains of the present era without any damage. In the first place, the Villain Union was a group that might have been around for decades. Don’t you know that it’s good to end like this?”

“…”

“You haven’t received a single villain from Liquid, Liem, Trino, and an unknown alliance yet. It’s better to let Dice run amok for now. So stop it, Solas. Stop it, reassure the citizens. Thanks to you, the association staff are handling the anger of the citizens.”

Minbom quietly listened to Sheikh and let out a deep sigh.

I didn’t want to talk to him any more.

It was clear that they would continue to fight over unresolved differences.

No matter what he said, Solas’ actions were set.

She didn’t even say hello to the Sheikh, and headed to the training ground.

“…”

-thud.

Upon entering the training ground, Minbom closed the iron door.

– Tick.

Early in the morning, she was the only one here, so she turned on the light she had turned off.

The lights flickered on, and Solas stared at the machines he had struggled with for a long time yesterday.

“…….”

-Suddenly.

And in this space left alone, Minbom slowly slipped down.

With my back leaning against the iron gate, my strength was released.

Normally, if I had a stressful event, I would have called Jeong-gyeom right away.

You would have told him about your difficulties or take a break while listening to his daily stories.

But not now.

That jeonggyeom disappeared.

She couldn’t even rest for an hour. I didn’t feel like I was doing anything.

So, I had no choice but to mutter to myself.

“…don’t worry, oppa.”

She said.

“…I will never give up on you.”

****

When you open the door and come out, a warm scent wafts in again.

– Tok tok tok tok.

You can also hear the pleasant sound of cutting boards and knives clashing.

I knew who made the scent and sound.

As I slowly headed towards the kitchen, I saw Han Yu-jeong.

She was silently preparing my food.

From the back, I can see myself.

It was like that when preparing food for Song Soo-yeon.

“…”

Certainly, yesterday’s dream had a lot to do with it.

You come to understand her actions and feelings.

I’m not in a position to sympathize with anyone, but the feeling of pity keeps springing up.

With a complicated mind, I let out a short sigh.

“…uh?”

At that sound, Han Yu-jeong turned around at me.

– Tick!

“oh!”

And with an unusual sound, Han Yu-jeong frowned and let go of the knife.

She clasped her hands tightly, restlessly.

Without realizing it, I moved my feet a little hastily towards her.

“…was it cut?”

“…Ah, it’s okay… it’s okay, Gyeom.”

“…”

I was startled by my sigh, and since she was hurt, I couldn’t help but care.

No, this must be because of the dream.

If it was the same as before, I don’t think I would have cared.

-Tok…tock…

However, contrary to her words that it was okay, blood dripped drop by drop between her tightly clenched hands.

If it flowed like this, anyone could tell that it was not a light wound.

Embarrassed, she rolled her eyes and looked at me, then hurriedly turned on the kitchen water and put her hand in it.

It was as if he was trying to cover it up with flowing blood.

“…”

I grabbed her arm and pulled it out.

“oh…”

Han Yu-jeong sat down and said.

“…Sit down.”

I headed to the bathroom and brought a clean towel and a medical kit from inside.

Then, after wrapping her hand in a towel and wiping off the blood, she slowly examined the wound.

“…”

In the meantime, Han Yoo-jung seemed to be frozen and silent.

He blushed little by little and blinked his eyes.

I looked at her wounds and frowned.

It can’t be deep, but as expected, it wasn’t something that could only be done with a band.

I felt like I needed to stop bleeding and disinfect. I felt like I had to put gauze on it too.

I wrapped the towel around the wound again and told her.

“…Hold on tight.”

Han Yu-jeong nodded. Brown hair fell from her shoulders.

-Chiiik…!

At the same time, something that Yujeong Han was boiling overflows from the pot and touches the stove fire.

Han Yu-jung tried to get up quickly, but I pressed her shoulder and said,

“I told you to hold tight to the wound.”

“…”

Instead of Han Yu-jeong, I headed to the kitchen.

Reduce the heat, remove the foam, and blow.

After wiping Han Yu-jeong’s blood off the chopping board, she took up a knife instead.

“Gyeom… Gyeom.”

And Han Yu-jeong, who had been deprived of the kitchen, made a crying sound from behind, but I ignored her voice.

At a glance, it seems that they were preparing bibimbap and kimchi stew.

From where she put it down, I continued cooking.

After 10 minutes, I put the knife down again.

When I turned around, Han Yu-jeong was staring at me.

I sat down in front of her again and examined her wounds.

There was no blood flowing like before.

“…it will hurt a little.”

I took out an antiseptic and applied it to a cotton ball, then wiped her wound.

Han Yoo-jeong endures the pain without even moaning. He didn’t take his eyes off me.

“…stop looking at me.”

In the end, I felt the burden and said it, but Han Yoo-jung ignored my words.

It seemed like this was the first time in my memory that he resisted my words.

After disinfection, attach gauze. And the bloody towel and medical kit were removed.

Afterwards, seeing me trying to grab the knife again, Han Yu-jeong hurriedly stood up and grabbed the hem of my clothes.

“Gyeom-ah, I’ll do it.”

“What are you doing with those hands? sit down.”

“…that…but…”

“Sit down.”

“…”

After speaking stubbornly a couple of times, Han Yu-jeong sat down.

I also had a hard time figuring out why I was doing this.

She is neither Song Soo-yeon nor Min Bom.

Of course, they weren’t making food.

But why are you doing this?

I hurt my hand, so I can’t make it… That’s why I don’t understand myself.

…Maybe it’s because I have to turn her over to the Society.

After knowing all about her situation, that part might have become a little uncomfortable.

Even though it’s obvious that I have to pass it on, a weak discomfort that I don’t even know is catching my ankle.

– Tok tok tok tok tok.

“…”

I let out a small sigh through my nose.

Continued cutting, erasing thoughts.

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“….It’s really delicious.”

“…”

“It’s really delicious, Gyeom.”

“…How many times have you said that?”

“That…but it’s real.”

Han Yu-jeong showered me with compliments as she continued to eat.

With every spoonful he put into his mouth, he mechanically praised the food.

He didn’t react to me one by one… but for some reason, I also felt at ease.

It’s selfish, but maybe it’s relieving a little guilt.

…if you hand her over.

She probably won’t get out of prison for the rest of her life.

I will spend my life surrounded by countless villains.

If he had strong abilities like the other villains, he would have been less concerned.

She wasn’t like that now.

I was just another person struggling with loneliness after losing my family, my younger brother… and myself.

“……..”

Did you notice this change in me?

Han Yu-jeong spoke first.

“…..It’s okay, Gyeom.”

My spooning stops.

“You don’t have to feel guilty. at least you are I… ruined your happiness.”

“…………”

“…Hand me over to the Association when you want. I never thought about running away.”

Blinking blankly for a moment… I continued spooning as if nothing had happened.

Han Yujeong put the food in her mouth, and as if she had something to say, she looked at me again and crossed her shoulders.

“….why.”

“…”

She didn’t speak for a long time, as if she didn’t mind my question.

“say.”

After I questioned her, she struggled to open her mouth.

“… Again… I’m sorry to ask you this…”

“…”

Han Yu-jeong lifts her head.

stare straight at me As much as I want to hear these words.

“…if I go to jail, can you take care of my sister?”

“…what?”

“…just once a year…wouldn’t it be nice to go to the enshrinement hall where my younger brother is enshrined? Go…tell me something funny…tell me that I’m living a good life…”

“…”

I couldn’t speak for a while. It is more difficult because I feel the urgency of Han Yoo-jung.

When I didn’t answer, Yujeong Han slowly reached out and took my hand.

“…Gyeom. I know you really don’t care But…I’m so sorry I left my brother alone…Uh…how can it be, really…”

I said, carefully removing my hand.

“…sorry.”

That was something I couldn’t do either.

As despair began to fill Han Yu-jung’s expression, I had no choice but to explain for her.

“…even if I wanted to, I couldn’t.”

“…..uh?”

It was only then that doubts appeared on Han Yoo-jung’s expression.

I kept saying

“…After handing over the Villain Alliance to the Association… I will also surrender.”

“…”

“…”

Han Yu-jeong, whose eyes were shaking anxiously, asked.

“…..why?”

I said.

“…So Suyeon can live freely.”