I Became a Villain's Hero [Complete]

Chapter 1: Help Me, Hero! (1)

Arch-enemy.

The term merges 'arch,' implying foremost, with 'enemy.'

In essence, it means a nemesis.

Inevitably, they are inescapably intertwined, their battles never conclusively resolved.

In this irony, they come to know and understand each other best.

Even I have such an arch-enemy, as the ranked number one in the villain danger ranking.

Naturally, the counterpart is the ranked number one hero.

'Solace.'

Her beauty is obvious even behind a mask and helmet.

Her artistic figure is accentuated by a tight hero costume.

When her powers activate, her hair and eyes glow brightly, and a golden aura, like the sun, radiates around her.

It was impossible to deny how incredible she was.

She was a hero one couldn't help but admire.

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Regaining consciousness, I found 'Solace,' the hero, pressing firmly on my wounds with both hands.

Her voice and expression were panicked.

Tears streamed from her shining eyes.

I was startled but lacked the strength to show it.

A lot of my blood had already been lost.

Whispering was all I could manage.

".....This is unexpected, Solace."

Startled by my voice, Solace looked up at me.

"....Y-you're awake, Dice. Stay calm. Okay? Everything will be alright."

I still couldn't fully understand.

Was this a dream?

But even in this dire situation, I didn't want to show weakness to her.

".....Shouldn't we....not be like this?"

Solace shook her head, unable to wipe her tears or hide her expression while staunching my bleeding.

"You must live, Dice.... You must live...."

"Get a grip, Solace. I'm not on your side."

She continued shaking her head, crying more desperately at the sight of my endlessly flowing blood.

"Cough, cough...!"

"It's okay...! Just hold on...! I've called a healing specialist hero...!"

"......South Korea's top hero has.....Stockholm syndrome*. If someone sees this, it'll cause an uproar. Cough...."

Biting her lip, she said with a choked voice.

"......I'm just....returning the favor."

"........"

It was then I began to understand her actions.

As my arch-enemy, there was little she could hide from me.

".....You've saved my life many times...not just once or twice, I know. When I was unconscious.... every time.... every time I woke up safe, I knew it was because of you..."

"......."

Tears kept streaming down her cheeks.

When had she realized?