5 – Two BE Heroes!
Fortunately, it wasn’t my parents who were by my side when I woke up.
There was a bandage on his leg, but no cast.
My body moved to some extent, and at most the IV was attached to my arm.
ㅡ This is my strength.
Yes, thank you.
As I slowly looked around, I saw several people approaching me.
They were people with bandages or gauze on parts like foreheads and arms.
“Really… Thank you.”
“Thank you.”
“Thank you!”
Only then did I find out who they were.
There were eight passengers on the bus.
Everyone didn’t seem to be seriously hurt.
It seems like he was waiting for me to wake up.
I think I thought it would happen soon because it wasn’t a big injury.
“No…. That… it’s okay.”
I scratched my head because I felt something awkward.
People praised me saying that I was like a hero.
I shook my head and said that it would have been difficult without the help of the hero on the bus.
It’s probably true.
If I hadn’t blew a tire and applied the brakes to the bus, I don’t think I could have stopped it on my own.
However, people praised me with a more enthusiastic voice to see how they took my words.
It was a temperature that felt like praising the cult leader.
I’ve never been to a pseudo-gyo, but I wonder if it’s similar to this one.
… I was ashamed.
The heat that rose from his chest heated up his face.
For some reason, I lowered my head, feeling that tears were about to spill.
That was stupid.
I moved impulsively at the vague thought that I might be able to do it.
It was a bus with telekinesis and only 10 people including me.
It might have been simpler if the telekinesis had sent people out the windows and overturned the bus.
When I think about it calmly, a much plausible strategy comes to mind.
Perhaps the heroes who are not here are thinking similar thoughts now that their heads have cooled down.
That’s why it doesn’t deserve such praise….
But this compliment and encouragement sound was so warm that I wanted to get drunk a little longer.
Ah… I realized.
I realized that I had been ignoring it because I didn’t want to be noticed.
I wanted to be a hero.
That was all.
Since I was an 8-year-old kid 15 years ago, I haven’t changed that much.
I just couldn’t jump over the wall of reality with my own abilities.
So I just ran away.
If I ran away like that, I would go straight ahead on another road.
No matter how much I tried to move forward, there was a scene that came to my mind as if it had been burnt on the inside of my eyelids.
The sight of First defeating the monster and saving people.
And….
‘Thank you, Jinwoo…. He really looked like a hero!’
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The sight kept pulling on my collar.
Is it really okay to be like this?
You won’t regret it.
I forcibly removed that hand and ran away.
I went from being an 8-year-old kid to a 23-year-old adult.
Nothing has changed since then, only my hair has become thicker, so my excuses have increased.
Less than 1 out of 100 people achieve the dream they had as an adult.
So I just became an adult and found the reality.
He soothed himself by spouting such plausible words.
But my body was honest.
I worked part-time for the handling team because of my lingering attachments, and volunteered at the hospital for self-satisfaction.
The desire called longing, which I had squeezed inside of me, was discharged in that way.
I believed that I would gradually get used to it as I got older.
But it wasn’t.
I just genuinely wanted to be a hero.
Just like the scene I saw back then… I just wanted to be a hero.
That kind of crazy hero who saves people in crisis.
Until now, I didn’t have that ability.
He was a man with only the ability to live up to his disgusting nickname of preservative.
But now it’s different.
I have the power to save at least 9 people.
This is not normal power.
It is the power of a monster that still appears all over the world without warning and causes countless casualties.
But even with this body, I….
***
The hospital I was admitted to was the same hospital I had just spoken to on the phone.
I brought up the story that I would take care of all the patients who had come this far.
After hearing my words, the doctor nodded his head with a puzzled yet slightly moved expression.
I went upstairs and took a peek at the soundly asleep patients.
Even in this hospital, it seems that there is no CCTV in the ward.
When I checked the clock on the wall, it was past 6:00 p.M., And there seemed to be no patients coming to see me.
Then….
ㅡ Are you okay?
What is it?
ㅡ If I eat these humans, I might get into trouble.
I know.
A strange phenomenon occurred where people who were hospitalized at Buwon Hospital were discharged as a group.
If the same thing happened this time, my superpower or the events that happened today might be intertwined and cause a commotion.
Still, I have no choice but to do it.
ㅡ Are you really okay?
… I should
Psychic Syndrome is a slowly dying disease.
If I neglect my safety, someone might die today, maybe tomorrow.
Even though I knew that, I didn’t want to turn away.
ㅡ It’s quite scary for a well-informed person to have convictions.
The monster spewed out a story he had heard on a variety show somewhere and used his abilities.
When this guy used his ability, it felt like he was dreaming.
So I didn’t know how to ‘eat’.
… I should have known better.
He made a mouth on the palm of my right hand and stuck out his tongue.
Then, he placed it on the patient’s mouth and pushed his tongue inside.
Sharing the same body as him, the touch was vivid.
I could feel my tongue pushing in and probing the patient’s body.
It was a sight that gave me goosebumps and made me feel sick.
ㅡ Search for nuclei that have not yet crystallized.
He said with a slightly serious feeling, as if he wanted to claim that this bizarre behavior was not abnormal s*xual desire.
I understand what you mean, but even if I understand, it’s a bit….
How can this not be a tentacle?
ㅡ It is the tongue.
No, so….
ㅡ It is the tongue.
Unexpectedly, you’re an interesting bastard.
The monster ate with a feeling as serious as that of doctors practicing medicine.
It was a very different feeling from when I was sleepwalking and hurriedly eating.
ㅡ It’s not a bad thing for you either.
What is it?
ㅡ I become stronger because you become stronger.
There are not only positive things.
For example, if this guy creates a nuke in my body, won’t I become a real monster?
ㅡ I’m not that stupid either. Heh heh heh.
After being in a daze for a while, my right hand fell from the patient’s mouth on its own accord.
The patient’s lips were slightly glazed with saliva.
It’s a little dirty.
ㅡ To use your expression, it is medical practice.
Baby….
I kept an eye on the other nurses and stuck my tentacles into the patients’ bodies.
The monster said he would adjust the amount of absorption to see if he had a sense of his own.
The explanation was that I would come here once every three days and repeat this so that I could open my eyes relatively naturally.
Even if the gaze is the same, it might be a little less.
But a little, um….
ㅡ stop.
Okay, let’s stop.
***
As I was about to leave the hospital, a nurse came and told me to be careful because the reporters might be tired.
I wondered why the reporter suddenly came out, and it seems that it was because of the bus incident that happened today.
Come to think of it, I did something that seemed like something out of a movie a little while ago.
The pants he was wearing were beyond vintage and rags, and his top was all torn.
It was fortunate that I threw the top I was wearing on the bus and got off, and the smartphone and wallet in the top were intact.
I was treated at the hospital, so I tried to pay for it, but they said the payment had already been made.
I even had clothes ready for me to change into.
It is said that it was the consideration of the hero who was on the bus.
Ah, this is a hero, this is humanity!
Thankfully, I changed my clothes, pulled my hat on, and went out through the back door of the hospital.
There were reporters here too, but they were few and there were people leaving the hospital besides me, so they didn’t pay attention to me.
I was about to catch the bus, but I remembered what happened today, so I decided to just walk home.
It was already night in Seoul in February after 7 o’clock.
The night sky was clear without a single cloud, but it was Seoul’s unique night sky with no stars visible.
I looked up at the night sky in a daze and thought of my dad, so I took out my phone and listened.
I called my dad and it didn’t take long before the phone rang.
ㅡ Hello.
“Oh, Dad. It’s me.”
ㅡ What’s going on? Where are you still sick?
“Ah, that… Hey….”
Whoa.
I took a deep breath and slowly opened my mouth.
“I, Hero… Can I try again?”
ㅡ ….
From the other side of the phone, I heard a sound like Dad was swallowing his breath.
Not too much.
The last time I said that I would become a hero was the winter of my second year in middle school.
I was teased for being a preservative, and then I gave up my will.
My mother seemed to want me to do a solid job rather than such a risky job.
Both of them were genuinely happy when I got accepted into the business department at a fairly good school in Seoul.
He said he was proud of me every time he saw me earning a scholarship with a grade point average of 4.2 Or higher.
But now I’m going to try being a hero.
Grades are good too.
I have the specs to prepare while attending school.
From general specifications such as TOEIC, Korean history, and computerized accounting, I have also done club activities such as volunteer work.
Still, I don’t feel like I’m lacking a bit compared to other job seekers.
That’s why I prepared for the NCS, and I did the preparation well.
Maybe… If you graduate like this, you will be able to get a job at a very good company.
A son like that would be a hero with risks.
I’m sure it won’t get a very good response.
So, as I was getting nervous, I heard some kind of relieved breathing.
ㅡ Try it.
“Huh?”
ㅡ If you were born with a chili pepper, you should watch it at least!
Dad said that and said it was a secret from her mother for the time being and hung up the phone with the words to take care of herself.
I stared blankly at the phone that had stopped calling.
Again… Can I challenge you?
Isn’t it too late yet?
I put my phone in my pocket and started walking again.
The wall of reality was high, and the hero above it was blinded and could not look straight at it.
So I had to run away.
If I just ran away, I would look so boring, so I made excuses.
I had to do that even though I knew that the more I did, the more miserable I would become.
But you don’t have to do that anymore.
I know.
I am no longer half human.
If this secret is revealed, it will be sold to a research center somewhere and become the subject of human experimentation.
Nevertheless, I want to be a hero.
I don’t want to live deceiving myself anymore.
Someone might scoff at me, saying that I am still a second grader, so I am an official.
If you want to laugh, laugh.
I’m sick of the life of worrying about other people’s eyes and hahahaha.
It’s better to be laughed at than to masturbate saying you’ve become an adult and keep looking back and regretting it.
It’s not like tomato ketchup is broken anyway!
The stop near the house from the hospital was 5 minutes away.
It was a dark street at night, with no starlight or moonlight, and only fluorescent lights and neon signs from shops illuminating the road.
Still, it was as bright and dazzling as midday.
My eyes were so cold that they were bright enough to make me cry.
It felt like the spotlight was focused on all sides.
You can.
It felt like they were cheering me on like that.
Yes. I can do it.
I’m a monster, but I want to be a hero.
I will become a hero!
I swore like that.