I Became A Third-Rate Villain In The Hero Academy [On Hold]

Chapter 137-142: Gift (1-6)

I opened my eyes.

"Huh."

I felt much better.

Right after my match with Neike, even the slightest movement was painful, but now my body could move effortlessly.

I propped myself up and twisted my body side to side, wiggling my legs.

There's still some muscle soreness, but at this level, I could go about my day-to-day activities as long as I didn't exert myself too much.

Compared to how I felt before passing out, it was like the difference between hot and cold baths.

"But how much time has passed?"

Had I been out for days?

In a hurry, I glanced at the wristwatch on my left hand.

"...Oh."

It was 4 a.m. on Friday.

Less than 12 hours had passed since I collapsed in the waiting room.

I'm not sure what happened to me, but I'm relieved.

"Where am I?"

I slowly looked around.

Immediately, I recognized where I was.

A place I had seen countless times in the main story.

'The First Hero Department Dormitory.'

A place reserved only for the top ten students in terms of academic ranking.

With over ten rooms attached, it's a luxurious space, way too spacious for one person.

Naturally, the room I was in was also large, at least twice the size of my dorm room.

But despite its size, there were hardly any furnishings or decorations.

Only a few tables and chairs were present.

It felt eerily empty.

Speaking of which, this bed is huge.

And it's as comfortable as the one in my dorm room.

Judging by its design, it must also be provided by the Hero Department.

It's just like them to prioritize treating one exceptional student better than a hundred average ones.

As I thought this, stretching my arms and legs,

"Huh?"

Something fluffy touched the soles of my feet. It felt like a ball of yarn.

Lifting the blanket, I found Little Fist curled up, fast asleep.

Why is he sleeping here?

Carefully, I placed Little Fist beside me.

While it wasn't solely due to his healing aura... his presence probably played a part in my improved condition.

He might be a bit mischievous, but he's always by my side when I'm roughed up.

"Good boy."

I affectionately stroked Little Fist's head.

─...Kiiing, Kiing.

Little Fist twitched in his sleep.

"Shh..."

I decided to let him rest.

If Little Fist is here, does that mean Amy is in this dorm too?

I took a sip from the glass of water placed on the bedside table.