Chapter 343 – #344 Trying to Overindulge.
#344 Trying to overindulge.
Wearing a black suit for the first time in a while, the president of the Valencia Association sat in his office and stared blankly at an empty chair across from him.
There were two glasses on the desk, one in front of the president of the Valencia Association, and the other in front of an empty chair.
“These days…”
After taking a sip of alcohol, the president of the Valencia Association opened his mouth.
“I don’t have any quirks.”
-Ah… Are you a brat from the start?
“…”
Hearing a familiar voice grumbling from the other side, the president of the Valencia Association fell silent for a moment.
After taking another sip, he opened his mouth again.
“There is definitely an order to being born, but shouldn’t there be an order to going?
– Hehe. There is an order for me. I go, but where is the order? The bad guy goes first.
“Damn it. Even after searching, that snout is alive and well.”
– Hehe. Isn’t that my strong point?
“… Damn it.”
Why was he late? Why did I check the message sent by the memory hunter so late? Why was he complacently thinking that the memory hunter who had disappeared without contact would come back safely?
The head of the Valencia Association couldn’t stand it with anger at himself for not doing anything until the memory hunter died.
The day before, the head of the Valencia Association arrived at the abandoned factory in District 27, albeit very late. Heavy rain was pouring down like a hole in the sky full of dark clouds.
The moment you enter the abandoned factory,
——————-!
He heard thunder
——————-!
No, it wasn’t thunder.
——————-!
It was the cry of a man who lost a loved one.
“This is true, it’s not about being a hero.”
It was Steel Armor that moved the body of the memory hunter.
Steel Armor took him to the memory hunter’s house, saying that the memory hunter couldn’t make it rain. As if an invisible umbrella had been put over Steel Armor’s head, the rain flowed past him.
Thanks to this, the memory hunter was able to return home without getting hit by a single drop of rain.
“Shadow Killer… After all, you’ve done it again…”
The president of the Valencia Association gnashed his teeth.
At the Memory Hunter’s house, he was able to hear all about what had happened to Steel Armor. It wasn’t enough that the Shadow Killer killed the Memory Hunter’s family, so he ended up killing the Memory Hunter as well.
Angered by this, the head of the Valencia Association decided to arrest the Shadow Killer even with the full force of the Hero Association.
And as if seeing through that mind, Steel Armor spoke to the president of the Valencia Association.
“Don’t touch the Shadow Killer. That bastard is mine. By any chance, if you intervene… You’ll all die first.”
“…”
At that moment, the president of the Valencia Association felt that the man sitting in front of him was not a steel armor, but a monster in the shape of steel armor.
But why?
Despite feeling like a monster, the president of the Valencia Association was relieved. Although there was no evidence, it was very reassuring to think that the monster was on their side.
“S-class hero and S-class villain are friends… You’re surprised.”
The president of the Valencia Association shook his head after bursting into laughter at the bizarre combination that could never go well together.
Smart-
“President of the association. It’s time to leave.”
“…Yes. Don’t leave now.”
The head of the Valencia Association rose from his seat at the voice of the new secretary who replaced the gumiho. Then he swallowed all the remaining alcohol, put it on the table, and went out.
He headed to the memory hunter’s funeral home.
*****
The death of an S-class hero was not something that could be hidden just because it was hidden. Especially if it’s a hero who has a big impact on the ruling of the law like a memory hunter.
Eventually, the head of the Valencia Association announced the memory hunter’s death to the world.
Dark City was shocked by the news of the sudden memory hunter’s death.
Compared to other S-class heroes, Memory Hunter was not a very popular hero. He didn’t even dress up like that, and he always drank, so the smell of his alcohol wafted around.
The number of times I was caught drinking and driving in a year alone exceeded 100. If you add up the undetected… That double will easily jump over.
That’s why some didn’t react much to the memory hunter’s death, and some were delighted with his death. Criminals especially liked his death.
“Sobbing…!”
“Rest in peace, Memory Hunter!”
However, the number of people gathered at his funeral was in the thousands or tens of thousands. Of course, it was impossible to accommodate that many people, and in the end, a memorial service was held to commemorate the memory hunters separately in each district.
Thanks to the memory hunters, they were the ones who were cleared of unfair false accusations.
Although he was a memory hunter who drank alcohol every day, he did his job diligently. Even when he was living in Steel Armor’s office, he went to and from the courthouse to check his crimes.
Without the memory hunter, there would have been many people who would have been wrongfully framed and imprisoned.
He was an S-class hero with almost no fighting ability, but he was a real hero who did not forget his duty and performed it faithfully.
*****
“…”
He watched Mikhail’s funeral from afar. The black procession of people who came to commemorate him never ceased.
The coffin containing Mikhail’s body was slowly lowered into the ground. People threw flowers on it.
Jerk-jerk-jerk-
Then, someone approached me.
“Why don’t you go and throw some flowers too?”
“It’s okay. What are you doing with someone you don’t even know about?”
The person standing next to me was none other than my father. When he answered his words with a sullen look on his face, he brought out his unexpected words.
“Huh? You don’t have a one-on-one meeting? But why did you ask me to say hello to you?”
“… Huh? What do you mean by that?”
“About a month ago? He came to visit me suddenly. We talked for a while and then we broke up… He asked me to say hello before he left. So I thought you two knew each other?”
“…”
Mikhail look at this bastard?
He knew my true identity. If he didn’t know, he couldn’t have bothered to go to Chairman Baljiun and say hello to his son.
Such a cheeky bastard. So what? Did you pretend not to know my identity until now? Ah… Isn’t it?
It must have been not long before Mikhail found out who I was.
According to the memories he passed on, it was relatively recently, a little over a month ago, that his superpower [Memory Stalker] Had grown to level 11.
“Bastard. Regards.”
“Huh? What?”
“No. By the way, I heard that it was an S-class hero’s funeral, so I went there once and there was nothing special. I wasted my time. If I knew this would happen, at this time…”
I thought I would take revenge.
He swallowed his words and turned around. He put his hands in his coat pockets and walked down the street.
“Son.”
Then, Dad called me from behind.
“What are you going to do next?”
“…”
Forward, forward, forward…
I paused for a moment to think about his question. What to do next
“Overindulgence…”
“Huh? What?”
“I’m trying to overindulge.”
“Overindulgence… Mouth?”
“Yes. Excessive immersion.”
I started walking again where I had stopped.
“Until now, I had the mindset of just having fun and going, but from now on, I plan to overindulge.
*****
I, who attended the memory hunter’s funeral as a man in heat, returned to my hideout before the funeral was over.
There was no need for a man in heat. He immediately put on the mask and reverted to the S-Class Villain Steel Armor.
The hideout was unusually quiet. The memory hunter’s death had an effect on this far.
He even made friends with the thugs. And the thugs didn’t hate the memory hunters who smelled like people that much.
As a result, it was inevitable that the atmosphere of the gangsters was somewhat depressed by the memory hunter’s death.
“…”
Sitting at my desk, I rubbed my lower lip with my thumb and forefinger and checked the map spread out on the desk.
The entirety of the Dark City remains, with an area marked in black on one side. That was the only area ruled by the S-class villain Demon Baron.
“Daemon Baron…”
An S-class villain, known to the outside world as having a bad relationship with Shadow Killer.
However, in reality, it was nothing more than an idiot doing the same thing as the Shadow Killer.
Strictly speaking, Baron Demon was never directly involved in Mikhail’s death. So, blaming Baron Damon for Mikhail’s death might be an overkill.
But… What about it?
“It kills you too.”
I decided to overindulge anyway.
Of course, it may be very unfair from his point of view, but what can I do? So, who wants to follow the Shadow Killer?
Originally, a person should be able to walk the rope well. If he takes the wrong line, he loses even though he has done nothing.
And I swore in front of Mikhail.
“I’m going to kill all the bastards related to the Shadow Killer.”
I will kill them all, not even one left behind.
“… Ah.”
Is there a dark lady?
“I’ll have to start with him.”
Still, with the Dark Lady, there is something called the cake that has been accumulated so far, so I will give it a chance.
If she abandons the Shadow Killer and turns to me, she will show mercy. But if she doesn’t give up on the Shadow Killer…
“It’s a pity, but I can’t help it.”
I went down to the basement where the Dark Lady was locked up.
*****
“Steel Father!”
When I opened the door and entered, the face of the dark lady who was sitting quietly on the bed brightened. Because her memories were manipulated, she thought I was the Shadow Killer.
“Release fabricated memories.”
“Yes? What are you doing… Huh?”
Her face hardened as the fabricated memories went back to normal. I changed my past memories, but I didn’t touch the recent memories.
“What, what is this…”
The Dark Lady was in great shock when she recalled all the things she had done to fawn on me, the object she hated, and did not hesitate to say and do lewd things.
“This, you son of a bitch…! What did you do to me!”
“I played with it.”
“… What?”
“I was playing with you.”
“This bastard! I’ll kill you!”
The Dark Lady rushed at me.
However, her body was too weak, and in particular, her wrists and ankles had restraints that suppressed the power of the psychic.
The A-class villain, who was notorious alongside the Shadow Killer, was now just an ordinary woman.
“Die! Die you son of a bitch!”
I grabbed my wrist, but the Dark Lady did not stop her resistance. She showed her hostility by kicking me.
Said to her
“The Shadow Killer killed the Memory Hunter.”
“… What?”
At my words, the Dark Lady hesitated. She told her with her plain face.
“So I’m going to kill the Shadow Killer and everyone related to him. If everyone living in the Dark City is the Shadow Killer’s minions, then I’m going to kill the Dark City. If this world belongs to the Shadow Killer, then this world I will kill you.”
“…!”
“Then decide. Will you die at my hands now? Or will you be mine?”
“…”
The Dark Lady, who met my eyes, started trembling like a frightened baby bird.
Oops, the condensed anger and murder inside me seemed to have flowed out without my knowledge. Um… I think you’ve got a middle 2 disease because you’re expressing it like this?
But what can I do, the only thing I can express my feelings right now is this kind of middle-aged expression.
“Whether your life is yours, your choices are also yours. Dark Lady, no Lielaos Greviola. Will you die here or will you be mine?”
“…”
After a while, the Dark Lady’s trembling mouth opened.
Hearing her answer, I turned around and went outside.
The door was wide open, and the Dark Lady slowly followed me out of it.
‘Next… Daemon Baron.’
I’m going to kill that bastard.
