Chapter 313
Wilhelmina Heisenberg (Illustration Included)
“Oh, big brother. H, historical embarrassment… Seira-chan doesn’t really understand difficult words…”
Seira desperately justifies herself with a face like a brick wall.
Cold sweat drips down her forehead.
[Oh dear sister… ]
The Black Prince sighs as if the world is crashing down on him.
“Let’s stop this, President.”
Yeah, this is a bit much.
Isn’t even the Black Prince feeling embarrassed?
I’m starting to feel a bit uncomfortable myself.
“…”
Seira, who had been silent at my words, pouts while hugging a white teddy bear.
“Tch… This clever little brat is so annoying.”
With her red eyes glancing over at me, Seira seems to want to play the childlike role, but no way that’s happening.
“How nice it is that you’re not acting spoiled, right?”
Other things are fine, but I just can’t stand that look.
Seira shudders at my comment.
She turns to me and asks,
“…Really?”
Burying her face in the white teddy bear, her white hair covers her blushing cheeks.
“Um, so you really think I look good like this…?”
Swoosh.
Seira approaches me again.
It’s a bit burdensome, but still better than when she talks with a lisp.
Sighing internally, I nod.
“Yes.”
“Hehe. As expected of our little one. Finally recognizing the charm of adulthood within me.”
Swish.
Seira fans herself with the black lace fan, hiding her face.
Charm of adulthood, huh?
Just as I was about to respond in disbelief…
Creeeak.
The hospital room door opens.
And there…
“Hey, Kim. I came to visit.”
“Hello, Mr. Kim Deok-Sung.”
Yuji, with a somewhat awkward expression, greets me, and clinging tightly to him is Kusunagi.
What’s going on?
Why isn’t any of the heroines here, and instead, it’s the protagonist?
The door closes.
Right then, my disbelief reaches a new level.
Thud.
Yuji places a fruit basket and a juice gift set on the drawer.
What is this?
An unnecessarily traditional Korean hospital visit gift set.
“It’s a gift. Han Seo-Jin said that the most popular hospital visit gifts in Korea are fruit baskets and juice sets. Do you like it?”
“Ah, um… But why are you here?”
I had expected the heroines to come and fill the place with their usual noise, but it feels a bit awkward for Yuji to just show up out of nowhere.
“Ah… They all said they wanted to focus on training rather than coming to visit you. So I came instead.”
“They all” must refer to the heroines.
But focusing on training? Suddenly?
“Focusing on training? Why?”
“Well… Lady Bonaparte said she’d rather focus on training to become stronger to help you instead of visiting. She asked me to tell you that it’s the best way to really help you. Everyone else thinks so too.”
Yuji says with a serious expression.
“Honestly, I wanted to focus on training too… But it’d be lonely if no one came to visit you, so I came as a representative for everyone.”
“I came in his place. On behalf of everyone.”
Yuji scratched his head awkwardly while smiling.
So Yuji came alone?
The heroines are so dedicated to training that they’re saving time to visit me.
And that’s supposed to help me?
I guess it makes sense to enhance the heroines’ abilities to face the Messiah, not just mine.
So I was planning to instruct some group training soon.
But I didn’t expect them to train on their own without me saying anything.
It makes my heart feel all fuzzy.
Damn, these losers.
[Ah, my lovely little brother! Training without skipping a single day, how diligent! Partner, you better consider yourself lucky. Got it?]
The Black Prince’s silly comments echoed in my mind.
“Right.”
So in the end, it’s Yuji who came to visit me?
And Kusunagi is right next to him.
I wouldn’t be surprised if it was just Yuji, but Kusunagi coming along too is unexpected.
“The Omega Rank interdimensional monster hunt is complete. Kim and the president are currently waiting for trial after dealing with the villain Professor, who’s now locked up in the league’s villain prison…”
Yuji kindly recounts what happened while I was out cold.
From what I gathered, they managed to take down the Apocalypse Red Dragon with zero casualties.
And the Professor is alive and jailed, which is a relief.
There’s also news that the sports festival ended in a historic draw between the red and white teams due to the mounted battle not concluding.
“What about the MVP?”
“Oh, that’s…”
Rustle.
Yuji pulls out an envelope and a gold medal from his bag.
“Kim was selected as the MVP for this sports festival. Here’s the medal and the prize.”
Normally, we’d hold a ceremony, but given the circumstances, this is how it’s being delivered, he chuckles awkwardly.
I accept the medal and prize from him.
As I open the envelope, I’m not surprised to find a date request inside.
There were a lot of incidents in between, but in the end, I managed to snag the MVP.
“Ooooh…”
Seira glances at the date request.
‘Yeah, I should just keep this and make it void…’
Just as I’m thinking that,
[Partner. Don’t make hasty decisions.]
The Black Prince’s voice resonates in my head.
Don’t make hasty decisions?
[You never know when it might come in handy later. Why not just hold onto it?]
I don’t know if it’ll come in handy, but keeping it without using it isn’t much different from having it voided, so whatever.
‘Right.’
[Good job, partner.]
While enduring the Black Prince’s pointless praise, I tore the package of beverages Yuji brought and popped the cap off a yellow-orange juice bottle to take a sip.
Glug, glug.
It’s lukewarm, but the sweet orange juice goes down smoothly.
“I’m glad the president is okay.”
“This much is nothing for my body.”
As I savored the taste of the orange juice, I listened to Yuji and Seira exchange pleasantries.
“Oh, and I have a major announcement for Mr. Kim Deok-Sung.”
Swoosh.
Kusunagi spoke as she linked arms with Yuji.
A major announcement?
Plus, she seems a lot softer than usual, unlike her typical habit of calling me a damn gay.
Yuji turned red at Kusunagi’s words too.
Wait, are these two…?
“I, Kusunagi, confirmed our feelings for each other during the last battle with the Master! The fateful red thread connects us! Hehe. You don’t have any chance to intervene between me and the Master anymore!”
Kusunagi narrowed her eyes, smiling smugly.
“What?”
It’s not surprising that Kusunagi and Yuji got together.
In the original work, Yuji loved Kusunagi for a long time and ditched all the other heroines at the ending.
But before the ending, their relationship didn’t happen due to the typical dense protagonist personality and indecisive actions.
Kusunagi’s inability to connect was due to the light novel protagonist’s trademark obliviousness and indecisive actions.
Of course, outside reasons include the fact that Kusunagi ranked first in that damn heroine popularity poll.
Just thinking about that popularity poll makes me angry even now.
If only the votes hadn’t been split between Olivia and Aris back then…
Grr.
My teeth are grinding.
But they’ve already confirmed their feelings for each other?
Why is the development moving so fast?
“Ho ho. Mr. Kim Deok-Sung, your surprised expression is just as I expected. Please explain, Master.”
“Ah… um… ahahaha…”
Yuji’s face turned bright red.
He scratched his head and spoke in an awkward voice.
“It’s true what Kusunagi said. We… we’ve decided to date…”
Then Yuji explains how they got into a relationship.
To summarize the long and boring explanation, due to Kusunagi’s relentless affection offensive, his feelings gradually shifted, and in the face of the crisis of being an Omega Rank interdimensional species, they confirmed their feelings for each other and awakened, merging together.
“Oh, is that so? Congratulations.”
I didn’t really like him before I possessed him, and after I possessed him, Kusunagi was just a guy indulging in some gay fantasies.
Naturally, I had not even a 1% liking for him, only ill feelings.
Besides, weren’t Yuji and Kusunagi originally not destined to be together?
They were just finding their rightful places.
“Ho ho. So I hope Mr. Kim Deok-Sung won’t interfere in our world anymore.”
“Ugh, ugh… Kusunagi… Everyone’s watching… If you do this…”
Still, it’s a bit of an eyesore seeing them like this in front of me.
Can’t they do their lovey-dovey antics somewhere else?
Just as I was about to say something.
“Ho ho. It’s nice to see. Kurozawa-kun, Kusunagi-chan. Youth truly is wonderful. Ahem. Youth.”
Seira, sitting next to me, said this while slyly linking her arm with mine.
“I have no intention of interfering, so do whatever you want.”
I’m not particularly interested in Yuji and Kusunagi’s romance.
“Thank you, Kim. For congratulating us on our relationship…”
Yuji awkwardly smiled and spoke.
Congratulations, my foot.
As I shook my head, trying to keep an eye on Seira, who was subtly moving closer.
“So, when will you be honest with them, Kim?”
Yuji asked with a serious tone and expression.
That was a direct hit right out of the blue.
I’m not the oblivious idiot like a light novel protagonist.
I already know the feelings of the people around me.
“Stop with the useless talk. Even if you don’t say it, my feelings are already decided, it’s just that…”
At my words, Seira’s eyes, linked with my arm, trembled.
Yuji and Kusunagi’s gazes shifted toward me.
“…It’s just not the right time yet.”
At the moment I had the awakening of understanding the circumstances.
I had already decided everything.
Neither my connections in this world nor my original world’s parents would be sacrificed. I would claim them all for myself.
Having destroyed the original work, I would take full responsibility for the consequences.
The problem is that the Messiah and the two-way gate haven’t been resolved yet.
To take responsibility, I had to solve that problem first.
“I see. It’s just like you, Kim. Hahaha. Truly impressive. That’s the kind of man I admire.”
Yuji laughed.
Wow, that gave me chills just now.
Admire?
You’ve got to be kidding me.
Right now, I’m grateful for Kusunagi, who’s next to me flexing his existence.
At least I won’t be misunderstood as gay.
“…Hmm, I see.”
Seira nodded as she stayed close, listening to my words.
I stuck out my tongue and grabbed my phone.
Now, it’s time to check the hellish domestic public opinion.
With trembling hands, I touched the YouTube app.
*
Beppu City.
A local city in Japan where there had been a clash between Berserk, Kim Deok-Sung, and the students from Shuo Hero Academy not long ago.
Famous for its hot springs, Beppu was in the midst of recovery efforts from the damages caused by gate incidents and terrorism.
Repairs from the disaster were in full swing.
However, due to the city’s fame for its hot springs, Beppu was still bustling with countless tourists even during the reconstruction.
Amid the rising steam from various hot spring baths, she reappeared.
“………”
A beautiful girl with striking ivory hair and hazy golden eyes.
Her name, dressed in a Gothic Lolita outfit, was Wilhelmina Heisenberg.
Publicly known by her alias, Undertaker, she was an EX-rank villain.
She was here to fulfill Messiah’s directive to track down the identity of the helper sent to assist Kim Deok-Sung, as communicated by Professor.
To trace the mysterious helper, she needed to start by investigating the scenes in Beppu where the helper might have shown themselves.
With a teddy bear in hand, Undertaker, Wilhelmina Heisenberg, walked through the streets of Beppu.
“……… This area…”
Tap.
Undertaker’s steps halted.
Her dazed eyes envisioned the ongoing reconstruction of a ryokan.
‘Magic… detecting traces… must do it…’
She should be able to figure out the magical pattern of the helper.
Standing still, Undertaker closed her eyes and quietly began to chant a spell.
‘…Magic Force Search.’
The moment her chant concluded.
Magic manifested, and her vision turned to black and white.
Beyond her monochrome sight, numerous traces of magic conveyed to her perception.
Due to the time passed since the incident, the traces had faded, only detectable by someone of Undertaker’s EX-rank level.
‘Not this… This… Not this…’
Just then, sweat trickled down Undertaker’s forehead as she filtered through the numerous magical patterns remaining as traces.
A faint, yet strangely both unfamiliar and familiar contradictory magical pattern registered with Undertaker.
‘This… is… pattern near the target… but the target’s magic pattern… is not…’
A magical pattern so brilliantly concealed that even someone of her nearly unmatched EX-rank level might not have discerned it.
There was no doubt it belonged to the mysterious helper.
Convinced of this, Undertaker activated interpretive magic to analyze the concealed magical pattern.
The analysis concluded with relative ease.
However, Undertaker could not accept the results.
‘…Impossible…’
Because the target identified by the concluded magical pattern was none other than.
‘…Raul…’
The Black Prince Raul Napoleon Bonaparte.
Her younger brother Damian’s companion and best friend, who had died ten years ago.
How could the magical pattern of Raul, who died a decade ago, reappear now, ten years later?
Unbelievable.
But magical patterns and traces do not lie.
If so, there are two possibilities.
Either the news of Raul’s death ten years ago was false.
Or Raul was resurrected from death.
The probability that the news from ten years ago was false was nearly non-existent.
She herself had confirmed her younger brother’s best friend’s death numerous times.
Then the remaining possibility was resurrection.
With that thought, Undertaker clenched her fist.
“I need… to hear an answer…”
A flicker of light returned to Undertaker’s eyes.
She had no intention of caring about Messiah’s mission.
Reporting this situation to Messiah was the last thing on her mind.
Because right now, the clue she had sought so desperately for to save her brother flickered before her eyes.
Kim Deok-Sung.
She had to go to him, the one with the answer to this mystery.
As soon as possible.
Releasing her magic, Undertaker turned her feet away from the under-construction ryokan.
Her next destination was Tokyo.
The Shuo Hero Academy, where Kim Deok-Sung was.
