The Villain Professor of Heroes chapter 76

76 – Field practice that became a mess (3)

This is somewhere in Central Asia.

It was just after raiding the hideout of an internationally wanted illegal weapons dealer who had been relentlessly pursued for several months.

Regal Mite looked at the two corpses on the floor and said,

“I’m sure headquarters told you to capture them alive, right?”

“They said it was okay to kill them if it was unavoidable. The head is left, so it’s okay. Identification is possible.”

Professor Hyeon tapped his head with the tip of his toe.

His head turned slightly and his lifeless eyes turned to the Regal Mite.

“Is it unavoidable to bomb defenseless civilians? I don’t think so.”

“Unprotected? Ordinary people? Who are you talking about?”

Professor Hyun looked back at the collapsed hiding place and said.

“These guys are notorious arms dealers. Think of the innocent people who die from the weapons they sell. We’ve taken that into consideration. Isn’t that the justice you want so much?”

“No. No matter how it is, I think it’s wrong to kill it. It was a good opportunity to hand it over to the International Court of Justice and be punished through the process, and to cut off all those involved.”

“It would have been the death penalty anyway. Whether you kill them with drugs or make them painfully dead with Aura bombing, it’s the same death anyway. And we’ll have to track down the illegal arms trafficking connections and catch them one by one.”

Professor Hyeon took out a USB from the tactical pocket of his suit and showed it.

“It was secured inside the hideout. Here’s the trading ledger. Did I do this without thinking?”

Then Professor Hyeon put his foot on the belly of the corpse without a lower body this time and stepped on it.

Blood gushed from the severed cut below the waist.

“Stop insulting the dead.”

“It depends on what they were doing in their lifetime. And please stop saying such tedious things, Regal Might.”

Professor Hyun said without any expression.

“Is everything forgiven when you die? No. It’s not. Death doesn’t erase the traces you left in the world, right? So your request is unreasonable.”

“Graysteel. There’s a gap between you and me that can’t be narrowed at all.”

“That’s right. Justice you think and justice I think are completely different.”

Professor Hyeon climbed down from the rubble, removing his feet from the corpse.

“Let’s not discuss who’s goal is more correct. There’s no answer anyway. So, let’s hand over the site to the headquarters and go back and eat something delicious. I’ll shoot. It’s cold, so how about some rice soup?”

Regal Mite stared blankly at Professor Hyeon passing by, patting his shoulder.

Cut off a person’s head and call it cow head soup? You’re crazy.

* * * * *

“Hero…?”

“Ah, yes yes.”

Regal Mite, who had been lost in thought, suddenly came to her senses.

“I’m sorry. I suddenly thought of the old days. I can’t imagine how caring Professor Hyun is.”

“But you really are. You always say only nice things and encourage me. I really like the professor… Huh! I’m sorry…!”

Han Min-ha, who unknowingly spoke her mind, covered her mouth in surprise.

“It seems that Professor Hyun is really good at it.”

“Ah, yes… But I never said anything like that…”

“I won’t tell you.”

Back to the point.

“I nominated student Min-ha because of her performance in the interpersonal combat ability test. It was very impressive that she overturned the game from defensive to offensive in an extraordinary way.”

“thank you.”

“Especially, the defense technology used at that time is a skill that is very necessary in our office. Perhaps Professor Hyun taught it? A shield.”

“That’s right. The professor showed me how to put a shield together.”

“I thought so. Suhyeon could be called a genius when it comes to shield management. Anyway, that’s why I invited Minha as a trainee. Depending on the results of the practice, he could come into our office immediately after graduation.”

“Ugh. I-really…?”

“Originally, all field practice assumes that.”

“I knew about it, but hearing the story in person gave me a different feeling… Thank you, I’ll do my best!”

“It hasn’t been decided yet.”

“Ahh….”

Han Min-ha scratched his head, and Regal Mite chuckled.

“Let’s do well for a week.”

“all right!”

* * * * *

Song Do-yoon was looking at his cell phone and wandering around a slum area a little far from the city center.

She is currently on her way to Goshawk’s office while looking at the map app.

For some reason, Goshawk, even though he is an A-class hero, did not enter a good position and set up an office in such a remote place.

Song Do-yoon had no particular thoughts about it. It was just more than that.

After wandering for a while, she stopped in front of an old building with peeling tiles.

‘Goshawk Hero Office’.

A faded wooden nameplate was seen hanging precariously over the building’s entrance.

When I opened the glass door tinted in brown, I saw a fresh interior unlike the exterior.

If anyone sees it, it doesn’t look like a hero office, but it looks like a war label of a famous IT company.

I’m surprised I imagined a place like a dungeon.

Looking at the cute succulent pots lined up at the reception desk, Song Do-yoon thought.

“Hello. I’m here to practice.”

The receptionist, who was fixing her makeup while looking in the mirror, smiled at Song Do-yoon.

“Are you a student Doyoon Song? You’re inside Hero right now. Wait a minute.”

While the employee was on the phone, Song Do-yoon looked around the office.

Several employees were sitting and doing office work or chatting freely over their personal partitions.

It was an atmosphere that made me want to be in Goth Hawk’s office, which is called antihero, black hero, pseudovillain, etc.

“Student Doyoon Song? Hero is asking you to come in. Go in.”

“thank you.”

Just then, the door to the office opened and I saw a silver-haired hero enter helplessly.

Wearing a green tight-fitting suit, he seemed to be a sidekick who had just joined the company.

“Good work. Ivy Runner.”

“yes….”

Sidekick weakly responded to the receptionist’s greeting and trudged into a hallway that led somewhere.

Are you carrying out a single mission by yourself?

I followed the receptionist to Goshawk’s office, but one of the staff over there just hung up and sighed.

“Two Eastside sidekicks just died.”

“I knew that. I forced myself to send a solo mission, and it ended up like that. How many times has it already been this year?”

“Be quiet. CEO listens. Anyway, is there a list of applicants? Contact the top two people there. If they can go to work from tomorrow.”

“All right.”

“If you look at the pending request list, it seems that a few more people will die within this week, so ask for the rest in advance.”

“yes.”

It was only in the conversation that they had to put in an order for insufficient inventory that Song Do-yoon realized that he had come to Goshawk’s office.

Goshawk’s office has a significantly lower survival rate than other offices because it recklessly uses side kicks to solve many requests.

However, since they pay higher than the industry average, they say that support continues.

“Welcome.”

“Ah yes.”

After entering Goshawk’s office, Song Do-yoon stood there for a moment and looked at the woman in the room.

A white and youthful woman wearing underwear was looking at Song Do-yoon with a smile.

She was a short, petite woman.

His skin was so white and his face so pretty that Song Do-yoon’s heart trembled for a moment and it was difficult to breathe.

“Are you here?”

“Are you Goth… Hawk?”

“Who am I if not Goth Hawk?”

Song Do-yoon could not readily answer and stared at Goshawk.

Obviously, the goth hawk of the mass media is wearing a black suit and thick smoky makeup, but the woman in front of me looks far away from that.

“Are you surprised that I have a face like this? I haven’t put on makeup yet because I overslept today.”

Goshawk smiled with a mild-looking smile.

“I’m sorry. I was about to change my clothes and you said you came. Will you forgive me for dressing like this?”

“it’s okay.”

Song Do-yoon answered while trying to look away from the black fishnet bra.

“Would you like to sit down? I’m really sorry, but can I put on some clothes and talk?”

“Yes. Please do so.”

Sitting on the sofa, Song Do-yoon had to admit that he was embarrassed.

The image of Goth Hawk that he had known before and the image he had now were very different.

Besides, it’s such a kind way of talking.

Is that really the infamous Goshawk?

Goshawk sat down on a dressing table on one side of the office and started taking out cosmetics.

“Yes. You chose our office?”

“Yes. I thought there was a lot to learn here.”

“I’m so honored to say that. I still got a call from your professor.”

“You said you were calling.”

“Yes, yes. He is very polite and gentle. He must be nice to you, right?”

Song Doyoon thought about that question for a short moment. But it wasn’t too long.

“Yes. He’s a good person.”

Objectively, facts are facts.

I don’t know how the professor sees me, but at least looking at Yoo Hee-won and Han Min-ha, it’s clear that he’s a good person.

After the make-up, Goshawk became the gloomy and decadent face he had seen on TV.

So, Song Do-yoon flinched the moment Goshawk looked back at him.

Goshawk got up from his seat and opened the closet and took out a black suit.

“I’m sorry, can you help me zip up?”

“All right.”

As Song Do-yoon approached Goshawk’s back, a heavy and dark scent came over him.

As he zipped up his back, Song Do-yoon’s eyes went to the open closet without his knowledge.

There she found strange objects.

There were things like translucent paper with white powder, a small spoon, and a syringe.

“Where are you looking?”

Goshawk turned around and covered Song Do-yoon’s eyes and smiled.

“Huh? Did your professor teach you that you can peek inside other people’s closets?”

With Song Do-yoon’s eyes covered, Goshawk hugged Song Do-yoon’s waist with his other arm and withdrew from the closet.

Stepping back and closing the closet door, Goshawk whispered softly.

“Then I can’t use it.”

“sorry.”

“That’s my sleeping pill. I can’t sleep because I’ve seen so many horrible things.”

“All right.”

“Huh.”

Goshawk made a strange noise and smiled slyly as he stroked the line connecting Song Do-yoon’s waist and buttocks.

“The body is solid and the line is pretty. I like it. I did a good job choosing it.”

Seeing Goshawk’s sticky eyes and tongue licking his lips, Song Do-yoon asked back with a little embarrassment.

“Yes…?”

“Then shall we continue our conversation?”

Goshawk dragged Song Do-yoon and sat on the sofa and started looking at the practice plan and personal statement.

It was an arrogant posture with her booted feet on the table.

I’m sure he was a purebred even before the makeup.

Song Do-yoon couldn’t help but be nervous.