Chapter 338: A Hero for Fun
"Hey, is this okay? This world seems to be the [One Punch Man] world. Won't doing this attract some S-Class heroes..."
A man wearing a hood sat on the rooftop, releasing multiple drones. He watched the footage on the monitor, constantly monitoring the neighborhood within a three-kilometer radius.
As long as any powerful hero appeared, he would quickly issue a warning, and the entire team would retreat.
The man, codenamed [Ri Mo], was a Sniper-Specialization Reincarnator who also doubled in crowd control and intelligence. His face was calm, but his mind was constantly filled with doubts from his team members.
This annoyed him somewhat. Not all Reincarnators could encounter suitable team members in all aspects. The vast majority of Reincarnators chose to group together simply because they were weak.
He was the same. Therefore, he could understand [Asuka]'s noise. As the leader, he still tried his best to appease him.
"Don't worry. Haven't we investigated clearly? The Hero Association disbanded long ago. Among those S-Class heroes, only a few like [Superalloy Darkshine] are still active. And as top-tier figures, without sufficient appearance fees, we won't encounter those powerful guys."
"Besides, the ones attacking aren't us at all, but Youkai. Plot characters won't discover us..."
"That's right. Asuka, you're just too timid. This mission world is so big, how could our luck be so bad? Just relax and boldly farm milestones."
The Reincarnator codenamed [Asuka] hid in a nearby shopping mall. He had luckily drawn the Innate Technique [Cursed Spirit Manipulation] from a Drop Card.
This was the fundamental reason why, despite acting so timid, he was constantly comforted by his team members.
Asuka stood by the window, watching the faceless black Cursed Spirit start slaughtering wantonly on the street. His [Man Slayer] milestone refreshed rapidly. This made him somewhat nauseous, but at the same time, a morbid pleasure began to emerge from a corner of his heart.
Furthermore, he realized [Ri Mo] and the others were right. This negative emotion would also enhance his Cursed Energy.
Asuka's pale face gradually eased, and he muttered to himself:
"That's right. These plot characters are just things like NPCs. They don't count as our kind at all. Only we Reincarnators are humans. The Space's missions are meant to guide us to slaughter these NPCs for rewards..."
I'm not wrong... This is the way Reincarnators grow...
He constantly comforted his emotions, rescuing himself from the predicament named [Morality].
Squelch!
A terrified man suddenly felt a pain in his chest. Looking down, a hole had appeared in his chest. Only now did he see a tall, pitch-black monster standing in front of him.
The man's body went limp, kneeling on the ground, blood choking out from his mouth and nose.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw his son just walking out of a fast-food restaurant, holding a hamburger.
"Run... Jun-suke, don't come over..."
His mouth opened and closed, hoping his voice could be heard. But in his gradually darkening vision, the little boy wearing a sun hat saw his father's tragic state, dropped the hamburger and fries he had been longing for, and stumbled towards his father.
"Don't..."
Tears began to flow uncontrollably from the corners of the man named Miyagi Shingo's eyes. He wanted to raise his hand, but had no strength. His body began to tremble.
"Can anyone save my child? God, Hero, anyone is fine... Someone please save Jun-suke..."
Miyagi Shingo's vision went completely black, but his hearing hadn't dissipated yet. Amidst the tremors of his body, he heard his son running to his side and starting to cry.
At this moment, immense despair enveloped him.
"Ah, Papa, Papa..."
"Someone save my Papa!"
The little boy's hat had the word [HERO] on it, but watching his father lie in a pool of blood, he couldn't call out any name.
Suddenly, a cold sensation appeared on his forehead. He was lifted by a powerful force, suspended in the air. His head creaked under the immense pressure of that force.
His legs kicked wildly, but to no avail.
This scene was also witnessed by others around. But at this moment, more than a dozen corpses lay scattered on the ground. Some had their necks twisted, others had their bodies torn apart. The gruesome sight made people unable to approach.
"Hey, that's just a child! Someone go save him!"
"Why don't you go? God knows what's over there!"
"It must be a ghost or a Youkai. Those dirty things are increasing lately..."
"Quickly call a hero! Did anyone call a hero?"
"You call if you want! Who's going to pay then? Will you pay?!"
People hiding far away in the shopping mall on the other side of the street discussed clamorously. Some couldn't bear it and dialed the emergency number, but most received no news. The Hero Agencies that agreed to come didn't say how long it would take.
At some point, this world had become like this. When monsters once ran rampant, those heroes descending from the sky had disappeared unknowingly, leaving behind only [Professional Heroes] who usually bragged about themselves on various programs but never appeared when real danger struck...
"Save me... Papa..."
Amidst panic, Miyagi Jun-suke finally shouted words of help to the true hero in his heart.
On the ground, the man whose heart was shattered and whose blood had almost run dry had fallen completely into darkness. But at this moment, a voice suddenly entered his mind, deep into his soul.
That was his child calling for help. Because of his death, his son was encountering danger...
Stand up! Stand up for me!
Miyagi Shingo roared. Suddenly, he stood up abruptly. Seeing that pitch-black monster pinching his son's head, he was furious. He jumped up violently, his hands grabbing the monster's fingers.
He found himself terrifyingly light, with no strength at all. Looking down, he saw his corpse still lying in place.
This was...
Whoosh~
In the sky, the air emitted a rapid whistle. Something was tearing through the air rapidly, approaching from a distance.
Everyone in the shopping mall looked up, only to see a silver line streak across the distant sky, followed by a black dot appearing in the sky.
The black dot grew larger rapidly, then smashed onto the ground violently.
Boom!
The ground shook轟然 violently. Shattered stones shot everywhere, drawing screams of terror. The glass of the shopping mall shattered piece by piece. Strong shockwaves carried dust, impacting the surroundings, causing everyone to cover their eyes and cough incessantly.
As the dust settled, a tall figure stood in the huge shattered crater. The newcomer was incredibly muscular, a white cape fluttering behind him. Standing up, his face looked dazzling under the sunlight.
What was more concerning was that this person held the little boy, who was struggling in mid-air just now, with one hand, while his other hand seemed to have pierced into something.
"What kind of villain would kill a child in front of his father's corpse and soul..."
The man's voice was deep and robust, very magnetic, making people want to keep listening. Moreover, what he said resonated strongly with everyone.
Although people chose to hide out of fear of the monster and couldn't offer help, they held sympathy for the tragically dead man and his endangered son.
Squelch!
The man withdrew his left hand. Purple-black blood sprayed out of nowhere. Then, that pitch-black monster revealed its form in front of everyone.
"Ah! It really is a monster!"
"Is that a Kaijin or a Youkai?"
"Who is that guy? Which agency is he from? Did anyone call?"
Amidst the crowd's discussions, Kaito put the boy down. He looked at the man who was about to turn into a Vengeful Spirit, extended his hand, and pressed on the souls of both the boy and the man simultaneously.
"Pa... Papa!"
The boy wailed loudly. He saw his father again. Under the sunlight, the man's soul flickered, standing before his crying son, also constantly wiping tears.
Finally, the man's soul bowed to Kaito and slowly disappeared.
Kaito patted the boy's head gently, turning to look at the people walking out from various places, sizing him up curiously.
"Hey, big guy! Who are you? Are you a newly debuted Professional Hero?!"
Looking at the crowd's eyes, Kaito knew his goal was about to be achieved.
He spread his arms, displaying his attire: a blue-and-white tight suit and a white cape. Time was tight; finding these two items resembling a hero costume wasn't easy.
He revealed a righteous smile. Facing those people's phones, he spoke the line he had been plotting to say.
"I'm not some Professional Hero, nor do I have a Hero Name."
"I'm just... a hero for fun."
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