'Huh?'
There's still so much I don't understand about this world.
Even if I end up working as the president's sidekick,
Even if I receive payments for vanquishing villains through my hero app,.
"I enjoyed the meal greatly."
After feasting to our hearts' content, Evangeline was the first to leave for home.
Surprisingly, she too had a chauffeur and a luxurious car waiting for her.
I had sensed something extraordinary about her from our conversation, but now I realize she belonged to a truly affluent family.
"Goodbye, Sang-hyuk. If you want to eat something delicious, just let me know, okay?"
"…"
The most delicious thing might be, perhaps, Evangeline's breasts.
With that thought in mind, I waved my hand.
"Please, head home safely."
Now, only Isabella, the president, and I remain.
Should I suggest going for a second round of drinks? My palms grow slightly sweaty.
How can I naturally grow closer to her?
"Um, Madam President... Would you like to go for a drink, just the two of us?"
"No."
…Ugh…
I silently swallowed the bitterness, defeated by Isabella's unwavering resolve.
Please! Please, with the Cool Beauty President and a love line!
Lucky Skebe is on! Pretend it's a mistake and insert it, pounding the pussy. Cool Beauty Onahole for you ♡♡]
"Ugh, not that."
It's Enn who's attempting something perverse, as if discreetly administering drugs on her sleeve.
Rather than turning the Student Council President into a perverted Onahole,
I want to date her.
I want to experience pure love!!
I want to know the president better!
"…Why?"
So, I found myself at the point where I grabbed her, tried to leave, and asked.
"Why won't you drink?"
"Because I made a mistake before."
"Mistake…?"
Did she flirt with me?
"I don't think that was a mistake."
"It can't be like that. I am an S-class hero. I can't show my disheveled self just anywhere."
"You can show it just to me."
Agh.
I ended up blurting out bombshell remarks that were almost like confessions.
It's painfully obvious that I haven't dated many girls!
Isabella looked at me with cold eyes.
"…Kim Sang-hyuk…."
"I'm sorry. I won't mess around."
I pulled myself together.
"I'll stamp your calendar, so hand it over."
I took out the focused student calendar.
"I'll be calling on you tomorrow as well. Be prepared…"
As I swallowed my disappointment alone, Isabella stared blankly at the calendar.
"Isabella?"
"…"
She was mumbling as she looked at the remaining spaces.
"There is not much time left."
"That's right. When our focused student activities end, so will our heroics.
"…"
She pressed down firmly.
[Well done]
Isabella gave her stamp.
"I worked hard today, so please give me two more."
"…!"
Isabella, who was usually generous with her stamps, clenched the stamp tightly and shook her head.
"No, I can't."
"…Why? Then just one more."
"No. You only get one today."
"But you've always been so generous."
"Anyway, I can't."
… Drat.
I wish to meet the president on equal terms without being treated as a focused student.
It seems the last seven spaces won't be so easily filled.
"Since we ate well, would you like to go for a walk?"
"I need to return to the student council room."
"How about we go for a little walk?"
I spoke, as if trying to hold onto the workaholic president.
"Let's stay together a bit longer."
"… What's so amusing?"
I nearly blurted out how incredibly fun it was.
How could it not be enjoyable, walking side by side with the cool, beautiful, silver-haired, and well-endowed student council president?
Look at her! She's my girlfriend! (not really)
I feel elated as I walk, as if showing off.
Daringly, I keep the president close and satisfy my base desires.
I am undoubtedly an individual incapable of becoming a formidable villain.
"Are you going to give up on being a hero? Even after saying that?"
"I said it without any conviction. I don't think someone like that could dare to be a role model for children."
"…"
What's happening? It seemed like the sun was setting since we came out, and now it's already getting dark.
I thought it was lunchtime, but it must have been dinner.
I worked nonstop.
"The real hero is the president."
"I am not that great of a hero."
"Anyone can see that you're an extraordinary hero. You're also so cool and... "
"It might seem that way."
Is it not true, then?
"I'll understand if you have a secret taste for villainy, Mr. Chairman."
"There's nothing like that."
"Tsk…"
In truth, they might be idols behind the scenes.
Even without that background, Isabella is captivating. A hero, a student council president—could there be a better-suited heroine?
"Ah. There's one thing that upsets me."
Having walked until there was nowhere else to go, they strolled through an alley.
With the surrounding crowds gradually thinning, they bring up a topic.
"Isn't our relationship an official mentor-apprentice one? Why don't you treat me like a disciple?"
"…About that."
Isabella hesitates for a moment.
Then she speaks in a slightly cold tone.
"You don't need to know about the guy who's planning to quit being a hero soon."
…Hmm.
The conversation comes to an awkward halt.
But it wouldn't make sense to pretend to be a hero just to woo Isabella.
"Shall we head back?"
"Yep."
Huh?
Someone is approaching from the opposite side of the alley. She is a stunning beauty, dressed in black from head to toe.
I've seen many black-haired heroines, so one might wonder what's so peculiar about that, but the darkness of her hair appears even more pronounced when contrasted with her clear and fair complexion. Her hair is black, and her eyes are black.
and the suit hugging her body from neck to toe is black as well.
Her personal color is that of an enigma—someone with suspicious behavior, as if she were a walking riddle.
Her outfit bizarrely resembles the armor enveloping her entire body.
"Xenovia, why are you here?!"
Isabella can't conceal her astonishment.
Does she know her? Xenovia?
That suit… Could it resemble Isabella's magnum opus?
[Black Devil Suit]
a full-body integrated armament crafted from a blend of various magical powers. [To wield it effectively, an immense amount of magical energy is necessary.]
"Why are you surprised? You should have anticipated my arrival after all the commotion you caused."
"…Kim Sang-hyuk. Step back!"
"Is she a villain?"
The woman, clad in her sinister suit, lets out a derisive laugh.
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