7th Division C-Class Hero Club (5)

Hero Club, a 21-year-old C-class hero.

Among heroes who are originally divided into grades from S to F, it is quite a formality to say that they are grade C based on the age of the club.

She even became a hero right after she became an adult.

As such, the period of time he became a hero was barely two years.

Originally, the speed of promotion could only be described as absurd, but the fact that the mission was performed in a remote area with a poor environment in many ways,

Thanks to the countless practical contributions made despite the peaceful period following the [Great Disaster]...

The club was able to achieve promotion that could be said to be rapid.

Her path is promising, and the future is bright.

He has been able to learn many things quickly since he was young, and although he may not be a genius or a prodigy, he is a talented person who can be called a genius.

She has never experienced any significant failure in her life.

Almost anything she touched was resolved according to her wishes.

… However, it seems that such an environment has made her into an indifferent person.

If you recognize someone, you clearly treat them with respect and belittle them.

A person who did not acknowledge... Especially when it comes to villains.

Treated lower than trash or refuse, treated like an insect that will die if you touch it with a finger, despised, looked down upon, looked down on... I have become such an arrogant person.

* * *

"A woman called Hero… Are you deliberately picking the weak-looking side and sniping them?! This trash… !!"

"Fuck… Is that what a villain would do?"

Club expressionlessly flicked the coin with his finger.

The coin, which was spinning and floating in the air, stopped tall in the air and then flew towards Dorothy.

Peeing! Pagong Island.

And the coin that flew in... It grazed Dorothy's cheek.

"If you don't resist, I won't hurt you. … "That man over there, we'll have to break his limbs and take him away."

At the club's harsh words, Dorothy hugged No. 13, who had fainted, with her delicate arms and hands.

From the looks of it, it seemed like No. 13 could use abilities differently than reported.

If so, be careful.

I'll have to watch it with the thought that I don't know when or what they'll do.

Even with the technological capabilities of the Hero Association, which is comprised of talented individuals, there is no technology that can limit the power of awakened people.

In the first place, the club I just came out to have fun with did not even bring a dedicated restraint device... .

'The location has been delivered, so all we have to do is wait for other heroes to arrive.'

"… how."

"yes?"

The club jingles coins in my hand as I think about what to do.

Dorothy, who was holding No. 13 in her arms, opened her mouth with wary eyes.

"how… "You know we're here, right?"

Dorothy's questions are natural.

too fast.

The club was clearly one step behind in pursuing the two people, and it doesn't seem to be a body enhancement type ability.

No matter how much there were issues with No. 13's antics and Dorothy's poor stamina, the time it took to get here was too short.

That's right.

As if he already knew there were two people here――

"Do I look like a stupid person who shows his cards to the enemy?"

"… … ."

"And don't do anything useless. "Put that gun down."

"Tsk… ."

flinch!

Crash…

Dorothy clicked her tongue as she drew attention with words and secretly held up the gun she had handed to No. 13, using it as a shield to cover the body of No. 13 in her arms.

It wouldn't have been visible from the club's location.

How on earth did you find out?

"Put the gun down. … "Do I sound like X?"

… What should I do?

Is there no choice but to try to counterattack with this gun? The other person is an active hero, while you don't even know how to shoot, let alone have any experience shooting one?

But that doesn't mean that if you just let it go, what happens?

There's no contact with the staff, No. 13 has collapsed, and the boss won't even know what happened... .

There's no one to save us!

"――I definitely told you to put that gun down."

The club was aimed at Dorothy with a coin jingling in her hand and "loaded" in her right hand.

A bullet that, if given full force, would shatter the human body.

It was almost more like a cannon than a bullet, and it was now aimed at Dorothy's fragile body.

Of course, since it is not yet known whether he has met the conditions for purge according to the 7th Division's regulations, I plan to adjust his strength.

However, despite this, the club gathered enough strength to break two or three ribs and glared solemnly at Dorothy.

'What should I do... !'

"If you don't put that gun down right now, I will really shoot you. "Put that gun down!"

"… … … !!"

Club pointed the "muzzle" at Dorothy with eyes full of murderous intent as if sparks were flying, and put pressure on the thumb of his right hand.

Immediately.

Absolutely desperate.

Dorothy gritted her teeth as she held the gun tightly, confused as to what to do.

'how should… !!'

* * *

A situation of confusion and agitation.

To Dorothy, who was struggling and not knowing what to do.

"Dorothy, put the gun down."

Number 13's voice reached me.

"No. 13! are you okay?!"

"OK. … So Dorothy, it's okay, put the gun down, for now. Don't tell your hero anything scary. "I won't do anything."

"Do you think I'm an idiot? "Are you going to believe what the villains say and put away your weapons?"

"Okay, okay. okay. I understand. … Dorothy, hold my hand tight. "Don't fall away from me."

Number 13 pressed even closer to Dorothy and whispered that.

The club's hand is still facing this way, so if you try to make a suspicious move, the coin will be shot in this direction right away.

Moreover, for some reason, she is fully aware of even the actions performed in blind spots, avoiding her gaze.

If you do something suspicious, they'll find out really quickly.

But even in this desperate, imminent situation.

Number 13 was looking up at the club with a somewhat relaxed expression.

… No, although his expression looked relaxed, his condition was quite serious.

As if the shock of being hit on the side and temple had not subsided, cold sweat was forming on No. 13's forehead.

'I'm dying from pain.'

In particular, he was bluffing and told Dorothy that he was fine, but a large black bruise was spreading on his side under his clothes...

To be honest, I was scared to even look at my own body later.

"… W, club. "I heard the other day that your staff was indebted to you."

If you are a staff member... I think the villain I missed last time was called that title.

At that time, he hung the person and tortured him, lured out his other subordinates, and arrested them all, but he missed so much that he judged that he could not move any further.

How on earth did he escape?

It was an insulting and humiliating failure for a club that had rarely failed so far.

"Now that I think about it, it was like that. How about this? "I can make you look just like your subordinates."

"joy… The general's bones were crushed almost all over... So, did you crush it with that coin last time too? With that coin held out to us now? "With something that looks like it could be shot at any moment?"

'… … ?'

I felt somehow caught up in No. 13's tone, but I couldn't figure out why.

It seems like he's trying to buy time by talking to him on purpose, but... Anyway, we also have to wait for the hero to come.

'Then, let's try some provocation.'

Angry people lose their thinking ability.

There is a need to take advantage of that fact, but above all, the personality of the club itself.

I feel a faint spark burning in that sadistic personality that is arrogant and takes strange pleasure in putting others down.

The club answered No. 13's question with its lips twisted in a sneer.

"No, I only use my abilities to neutralize the person called the staff member… From then on, I just left it hanging and kicked around."

"I just tied up the villain who couldn't resist, hung him, and beat him here and there with all my might, very happily. "So that the sound can be clearly heard by the subordinates who ran away."

The club clearly explained the situation at the time with contempt and ridicule.

What weapon was used at the time and how the staff member was hit.

Wood blocks, iron pipes, nails, hammers, pliers, and other things.

It happened to be a building under construction, and there were tool boxes and other materials nearby, so there was no shortage of materials.

Where and how did you hit it, how did you break it, and what did it feel like at that time?

How he, who desperately endured pain every time his body broke, ended up groaning as he reached the limit of his patience.

Unable to bear those painful groans, the subordinates whom the staff had managed to evacuate ran towards the club again... How was it suppressed?

The club just blatantly talks about it all in a voice of contempt and ridicule.

Number 13's fists clenched as he listened, and blood vessels bulged on his forehead.

I want to shout out loud right now. I want to pounce on the woman in front of me and knock her down.

But I don't have the strength to do that, and it's so sad that I die... !

"… … … … … … A bitch called Hero."

While chewing gently in his mouth, No. 13 muttered,

"What should I do, you damn villain?"

The club just counters in a cold, cool-headed, ruthless and cruel way, as if it is just that bad.

Anyway, it's almost time.

Now, the fellow heroes you requested and the people from the specialized arrest agency will arrive.

Then, issue 13 is over. Torture these two people... Let's interrogate him, find out his current hideout, and put an end to the remaining members in a friendly manner.

… … That's what I'm thinking.

"We will never let go."

Number 13 suddenly muttered that.

"… … ? Are you a lover? "What did you say suddenly?"

"Dorothy and I are now sitting on the floor, holding hands tightly and our bodies pressed against each other.

The club is approximately ■■ ahead of us. "The coin in his hand is aimed at my head so he can shoot me at any time."

what. Why suddenly?

"I threw away the gun, but I have a flashbang. Everything is ready. "I haven't been caught."

This man, now.

"Who are you talking to… !!"

"--Goes."

Just before the club shouts something and flicks the coin with its finger.

Sooner than that, No. 13 threw something without making any preliminary moves.

I didn't expect this at all, so I couldn't help but follow my gaze.

Is it a bomb? Or some other weapon?

Where my gaze reflexively focused, there was a cylindrical object about the size of two fingers rolling around.

Without knowing that it was a simple flash bomb that Dorothy had specially made.

Paaaaaa!!

Gurgling!

"?!"

'Oops… !!'

As No. 13 had intended, a flashbang exploded for a moment, and intense light and noise erupted between the three people.

'Doing something like this… !'

Piiiiing!

But the club is also a hero of reversal.

Although she was taken aback for a moment, her body moved ahead of her thoughts and she flicked the coin loaded in her finger and flew it towards number 13, who was aiming.

Pow!

『Aaaahhh… !!』

I thought I heard the sound of something being hit bluntly. It has a taste of hand.

The club thought so and waited for the lights and sounds to clear.

"… … Fuck."

Eventually, when the clock came back again, I looked down at the remaining parking lot floor and groaned because there was no one there.

The black cat that was near the three of them just a moment ago had already run away and disappeared a long time ago, probably because it was startled by the loud noise and light.