I’m Not Your Dad, I’m a Villain

EP.36 EP3. letter

The Hero Association was established to solve problems occurring within Pangea.

Of course, what happened in the heroine contest was also under their jurisdiction, and the association’s manpower was mobilized to calm the situation.

It was about a fortnight after the incident that the association managed to find stability.

It was around the time that the commotion had subsided when an executive’s exclusive secretary returned from vacation.

“Oh, Mr. Mars. Long time no see~ Did you have a good vacation?”

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Mars Hector.

A third-year employee of the association, in front of the receptionist who greeted him at the desk, he gradually wrote in the notebook he took out of the product.

[ Good Morning 🙂 ]

“Yeah, good morning Mas-san.”

The receptionist smiles brightly and accepts Mars’ cute picture.

Conversations using text rather than words may be reluctant, but coincidentally, Mars suffered a neck injury in a past accident and had no choice but to have her vocal cords removed.

Of course, I’m looking at the secretary. Anyone can do it as long as they can organize the documents.

There is also a sense of intimacy as a person to person, so there was no one in the association who pointed out conversations using the notebook now.

see now

– Whirlik.

A rose suddenly appears in the hand holding the notebook.

If a person is not good, isn’t it a gift that cannot be given?

“Oh my~ Thank you for showing me a wonderful magic today~”

[Good Luck]

Tap your hand again! Mars leaves the seat for the last time with the words in the notebook that he moved and pulled out.

When the employee who had left the place smiled and put a rose in a water bottle, another employee who was just watching the scene approached her with admiration.

“Did you just look at it? When I waved his hand, I couldn’t see anything… … , Have you ever used a gift?”

“No, Mr. Mars is incompetent.”

No matter how the Hero Association leads and manages the heroes, the members of the Association do not need to own the Gift.

Watching Seomu is something anyone can do with hands and eyes.

That was also true of Mars without vocal cords and abilities.

“It’s really great. How dare you perform such a skill without a gift.”

“Yeah, so it’s very sad. He said he lost his voice in an accident because of the villain… … .”

The sympathy gradually grew in the eyes of the two employees who were staring at the place they had left.

Yes, it must also be possible to trust a man named Mas Hector.

***

-thud!!!

The executive’s office that I entered immediately after taking the attendance pass.

As soon as he entered the room, the roar that resounded made Mars pause for a moment to close the door.

“Damn, damn… … .”

As I moved my gaze, what caught my eye was the figure of a woman clenching her fists among the scattered papers.

Her face was drenched with sweat, as if she had been rioting to some extent before.

Seras Essenberg.

He was a former hero, one of the current officers of the association, and his direct supervisor to assist him in his work.

“… Oh, it’s Masuro.”

Seras recognized the presence of Mars belatedly and raised his head.

He seemed to be trying to calm his excitement somehow, but nonetheless, the heat that stained his face did not cool down.

[What happened?]

“it’s nothing. nothing… … .”

Seras shakes his head as soon as he sees the words written in the notebook.

It was a topic that should have ended with such a fuzzy tail.

“… … Mr. Mars.”

Couldn’t we just keep it inside the car?

Seras looked around and locked the door to his office, then looked back at Mars and quietly spoke his thoughts.

“Familiar Familiar… … . Do you know about her?”

“…….”

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Mars raises his glasses without saying a word.

It’s like his habit when he affirms something or listens attentively.

Seras, who had had him as his secretary for three years, was well aware of that habit.

Because I trust him enough to watch his every move carefully.

“She is… … .”

Yes, the following was a story told to trust such a man.

“She was the most sought-after hero among the heroes I knew. To the extent that she thought that Jack Horse was the only person who suited the stage more than her… … .”

Wasn’t he the man who, even before retirement, did his best to fill the void in Jack Horse and to lay the foundation for those who would succeed him?

It’s not enough that she’s had an affair with villains, so she’s been addicted to drugs for more than 10 years.

That was something that Seras, who was once on the same battlefield with her, could not believe.

“Then why did she do this?”

However, it is a solid fact that the pampathal slaughtered people and tampered with drugs.

Even though the whole world criticized her for that alone, Seras could not drive her to be a pure evil.

Even if she had fallen, there must be a reason for it.

“… … perhaps.”

What followed was a guess based on such trust.

Even as a hero, even as an executive, even if it is a guess that should never be made.

“Maybe she saw something the association was hiding. The association, not the villain force, is hiding… … . something wrong.”

“…….”

Did he realize that Seras’ story gradually took a serious turn?

The narrow eyes of Mars slowly opened, and they began to take on a serious color.

Yes, the current story is that dangerous.

Otherwise, it can lead to embers of ‘treason’… … .

“… That’s probably why he entrusted me with the job at the change.”

However, such thoughts were never performed without any basis.

Right after I was about to start investigating him, an order came down from above to take charge of a new facility being built in the frontier.

Even if it’s temporary, if you take on that part, it will be impossible to dig into the association for the time being.

“Mas.”

However, Seras was the only one who took on the outside work.

“I am unable to participate in the association for the time being. So I’d like to entrust you with the role of personally digging into the truth of this situation on my behalf… … . Are you okay?”

“…….”

With his mouth shut, Mars stood there silently.

It could be branded as a traitor to the association, but Seras’s eyes showed a firm determination nonetheless.

A hero he trusted would never have done something like this for no reason.

If there is a reason, at least he can understand it, he said… … .

[…] what?]

Have you ever felt something like that?

“Sulhwaran.”

After a long silence, I wrote a note in my notebook and answered, Seras immediately put someone’s name in his mouth and spoke.

“Why did she appear in the president, and what kind of organization Pandemonia she belongs to. Investigate everything related to him as much as possible.”

[Not the association, but the villain?]

“If you try to dig into the association yourself, you run the risk of getting caught. So, it would be better to approach the villain involved in the case and approach it slowly by circumventing the investigation.”

For a good reason.

But more important than that is that, from an incidental point of view, the story may be closer to the truth than the pampa fatale.

“However, the opponent is that fairy tale. The mere appearance of the person who had a whistle to none other than Jack Horse suggests that this case is likely to be more serious than we thought.”

[For example?]

“Maybe it’s raining, but maybe she’s trying to summon the old cadres of Ouroboros.”

Startle.

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Mars shakes her body and stops her hand gestures to write in the notebook.

Seras, who recognized and accepted the seriousness of the story, recalled the people he had encountered in the past one by one in the Great War.

“Sul Hwa-ran, the ice queen who made a splash with the heavenly demon. Following that, Shadow of the Rookie Mall, Human Chimera Anatomy, and the Vampire Horse Bathory Erzebet… … . And even the smiling maestro.”

One of the worst villains that will go down in the history of Pangea.

Although it was confirmed that the bomb horse Beast Buster, who stood shoulder to shoulder with them, was dead, the rest of the executives had already disappeared and are doing their best to pursue the pursuit.

It is not enough to completely escape the tracking network in such a yard, and the place where the existence is revealed again is the site where everyone’s attention is concentrated.

In effect, isn’t that the same as declaring war that we’re going to do something huge?

“I’m not sure yet… … . It would be better to keep the possibility in mind when the executive appeared.”

“…….”

“… … mas. I know this is an unreasonable request. If you think it’s dangerous, you can step out at any time. If you threaten you from above, you can say I ordered it.”

In the first place, isn’t the association sending it to the border with the intention of doing a trick?

If he left the secretary at the association, he would most likely be suspicious.

But Seras wants his secretary not to harm him because of him.

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Moreover, because he is none other than the most reliable aide at the present stage.

[My boss is you.]

And since he is a person who has built up such a trusting relationship, he will be able to express his intention to accept it even at this moment.

That is worrying, but at the same time reassuring.

The fact that there is at least one person on his side in this world.

“… Yes, please.”

Seras turns his back on him and leaves the office.

After that, Mars, who was left alone in the messed up room, gradually reached out to the floor and desk to organize her messy papers.

in the process

What was written in the document I looked back on was a list of the heroes who took part in the incident at the time, including the Pam Fatal Familia.

Investigation information on the new villain coalition called ‘Pandemonia’ revealed… … .

and a list of survivors of the incident.

[Gingerbread]

As soon as a familiar name caught his eye in the list, Mars’ gaze began to narrow, fixed on the name.

As if seeing the name had something in mind.

– Shruuk.

At that moment, a faint sound echoed in my ear.

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Mars, who had relaxed his concentration, quietly fell under the curtain that hid the window of the office. He turned his gaze to the shadow that was there.

Something wriggling and soaring from the darkness that was obscured by light.

When the procrastination finally hardened, what appeared was the upper body of a boy whose whole body was dyed black.

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Mars knew who he was.

– Maestro.

The shadow of the newcomer mall.

A young voice that leaks out as soon as you recognize its identity.

– I got a call from Anatomy.

The first-ranking executive who led the organization the moment he heard that voice.

The maestro raised my glasses and stepped towards the shadow.

and… … .

***

“Twisted Fate (Twisted Destiny).”

living room at home.

Seol Hwa-ran, who was sitting on the sofa there, facing the boss, began to close her eyes quietly, as if tracing her memory.

“The gift the boss possessed was the power that could interfere with fate in itself.”

Yes, as Seol Hwa-ran said.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the power of the boss is literally the realm of omnipotence.

“It is possible to modify the cause, process, and effect of any event as desired. Fixing the already existing result and modifying the process leading up to it is also… … .”

Even the smallest thing can be turned into something that didn’t exist, and something that didn’t originally exist can be made into existence.

Literally, the power to correct the ‘history’ that has passed in this world.

“But the cost of using that power is by no means small.”

And since it is such an absurd power, it requires a price to be paid for using it.

Even if it is a cosmic existence.

As if to teach that she is only one life compared to this vast universe.

“… … boss.”

Yes, that must be the limit of her abilities.

Seol Hwa-ran, who had once had the experience of receiving such protection, looked at the girl sitting on the other side sadly, recalling her old memories.

“Hey, how much power have you been using since that day?”

The past when you took yourself away.

Still, remembering how I used to be in a similar age group to the one I am now.