I Became a Villain's Hero [Complete]

Chapter 36: Luna's Date (2)

Time passed.

Now accustomed to the labor, I rotated my arms a couple of times, shaking off the fatigue that had accumulated in my body.

Today's exhausting loading and unloading work was over.

Unlike before, a smile was on my face.

"....Heh, are you okay?"

I asked Song Soo-yeon, who had followed me, half in jest, half in laughter.

Despite my repeated requests not to follow, she stubbornly persisted to the end.

She had stubbornly insisted on joining me, even though there were more comfortable sorting jobs available at the logistics center.

She had chosen to do the tough loading and unloading work just to be with me.

I chuckled, recalling her expressions changing throughout the work.

Wearing comfortable sportswear, she sat crouched on the ground, waiting for the shuttle bus, too exhausted even to look up at me.

"........"

She didn't respond.

It was a job that was bound to be exhausting, especially for a young woman who had just become an adult.

But it was all over now.

Instead of scolding her for following me, I should praise her for her hard work.

"....You did a great job. Really."

I leaned against a nearby stone wall and spoke.

At my words, Song Soo-yeon took a deep breath and then let it out.

She got up slowly and came to my side, leaning against the wall like me.

She wore a mask to hide her appearance, but it couldn't completely conceal her beauty.

".....Did you do this every time?"

".....Yes."

".....For me?"

I didn't explicitly answer.

It felt awkward to say it out loud.

The sun had already set, and it was dark.

I inhaled the cold night air and quietly looked around.

I checked to see what kind of people had come to this place.

Not villains, but members of a society I had become part of.

I saw various people.

Tall men.

Short men.

Big men.

Slim men.

Young men, and so on...

.....Song Soo-yeon was the only woman.

My lower lip slightly jutted out.

Even though she insisted on following me, it was a scene that made me feel unnecessarily guilty.

There was no need for her to do such rough work.

Especially at an age when she should be enjoying her youth.

Of course, it wasn't my responsibility to ensure that, but I couldn't help but think it.

Perhaps it's because she considers me a friend.

I wanted to take care of her more than before.

Maybe it's also because of how she addresses me.

Calling me 'mister' makes her seem even younger, and because she seems younger, it feels more like my responsibility.