I Became the Academy's Kibitz Villain [part 1]

Chapter 187: What's Obviously Wrong Is Wrong (1)

I had achieved the core of my plan, that was the minimum goal.

Securing the spies of Wijeong Cheoksa.

The best outcome would have been locating the research institute on Sejong Island, but at worst, gathering information about those targeting the Zenros on the ferry.

I didn't achieve the best outcome, but the results were not the worst either. The rest is up to the agents under my command to extract information from the spies of Wijeong Cheoksa who have infiltrated—or betrayed—the Hero Association.

Yumir's plan assumed that we would 'cause a scene,' meaning we would have to take physical action when necessary.

For example, if someone who came to the break room to smoke was murdered, an innocent person killed, Yumir suggested we immediately cause a disturbance.

Yes.

The situation for JamminPuffGirl to shine has come.

-That's not possible.

I was relieved and looking forward to JamminPuffGirl taking action, but an unexpected tackle came from somewhere.

-Rather than doing something like JamminPuffGirl, I think Director Do's actions would be most effective.

-Chairman?

-Director Do? Let's reserve JamminPuffGirl for situations where we're 'fighting villains.' It's absurd for a righteous hero to step in for such matters.

Yumir simply planned to change identities, but the Chief added another layer to the plan.

-Let's have JamminPuffGirl appear when a giant demon shows up, and in situations like this, targeting Wijeong Cheoksa, it's better if a third force steps in.

-No.

-We pretend not to be the society. We can't pretend to be Wijeong Cheoksa either. We create a completely different organization. That's the answer, creating a new, incomprehensible organization for others.

The chairman said.

If it's not the society stepping in, make it so that people don't even realize the society has intervened.

In that sense, I stood before the people in a completely new form.

So that no one could think I was the Goblin.

"Huh. It seems you're too shocked to speak."

"Identify your affiliation and identity."

Lee Jun-young clenched his fist, trying to conceal his confusion.

"Didn't I say? I am 'The Dark Charisma.'"

"Your affiliation?"

"I belong to no one. I am a guardian of patriotism, an awakener of superpowers, a protector of children's dreams and hopes, a messenger of peace, and merely a passerby."

He blurted out anything, attempting to regain his composure.

"But if you insist on specifying an organization, then yes, call it 'The Black Sephiroth.'"

"The Black... Sephiroth...?"

That look meant, 'what is that?'

Unless one was interested in complex or emotionally stimulating settings, the word Sephiroth itself might be unfamiliar.

And those who knew might think, 'Why choose that name for the organization?'

It didn't matter.

The name, the meaning, was irrelevant.