As if changing the outfit of a game character, typical angelic rags appeared in the blink of an eye and covered her body, albeit only a small part of it.
Her Divinity was overflowing.
âReading your mind makes me feel like Iâm being sexually harassed.â
âSo donât read it.â
She shouldnât pretend to be noble either.
The director just called a student an asshole.
Her identity was questionable.
âWhat do you mean? Iâm but a friendly director enforcing the school rules. To that end, all I did was reprimand a student for insolently looking up a ladyâs skirt. Iâm also an understanding and compassionate leader, though, so I will forgive you just this once.â
âGrandmaâŠâ
âRiel, you little bastard! Keep your mouth shut while Iâm still talking.â
Hero Richel immediately fell silent.
The director smiled brightly again.
âHoho! I am kind to students and strict with my family members.â
âIâm apparently a member of your family, then.â
âAre you insane?! Donât you even dare say thatâ Ahem! Kang Han Soo is such a comedian. Hohoho!â
She tried to keep a smile on her lips as she landed, wiping the cold sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand.
I never took my eyes off her as she descended.
There were many ways to occupy someone elseâs body.
I couldnât verify it in any way, so I looked around, wanting to hear the excuses of the First Spirit and my cowardly wife, both of whom knew the director well.
I gave them time to defend themselves.
âI havenât seen my aunt in such a long time, but I wonât tell you how long exactly to avoid revealing my age.â
âIâm in the same boat as my niece.â
Was that all?
âGo on.â
âYes, Yes. I just never imagined that my aunt, who insisted that women personify the wealth of a family, would look very different. Itâs not my fault.â
âThatâs right. If you have a conscience, show us how you really look, boo!â
The director shuddered when she heard criticism from her niece and friend.
But she didnât back down.
âAre you two accusing me of something that happened in the distant past? At that time, women who ate well and had large forms were called beauties. Now, I have become the symbol of poverty and hunger.â
âWhat a pitiful excuse, auntie.â
âShameless.â
âIf it didnât lead to complications such as hypertension, hyperglycemia, leukemia, infertility, arthritis, shortness of breath, cholelithiasis, fatty liver disease, apnea, rhinitis, asthma, arteriosclerosis, stroke, arrhythmia, angina pectoris, myocardial infarction, snoring, and hyperlipidemia, I wouldâve retained my previous beauty!â
âHey, auntie? You do know that you donât sound convincing at all, right?â
âI feel so sorry for you that my tears are already welling up.â
âTsk.â The director, being pressured by her niece and friend, blushed.
Her grandson, Hero Richel, was silent, but the expression on his face was enough to tell me what he was thinking. âThis is the first time Iâve seen my grandma being embarrassed by others!â
I now roughly understood what truly happened.
I secretly hoped it wasnât, but the reality was brutal.
Puppet.
Rice Cake was the directorâs avatar.
There was a reason why the First Spirit and the Second Demon didnât recognize her.
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It didnât matter how beautiful she was if her bones ended up hidden under layers of fat anyway.
â¶ Embarrassment: Recognize her by bones? Not flesh?
âYou heard that right, Trainee Teacher!â
As far as beauty was concerned, oneâs collarbone and pelvic bones should be clearly visible.
That asideâŠ
What options did I have left?
If she was the directorâs avatar, then there was nothing I could do.
A puppet was a puppet.
âThatâs right, cadet Kang Han Soo. Saintess Hippolia, whom you call Rice Cake, is my puppet. The students never noticed, but Iâve always been with them, conducting the Festival of Heroes, even though Iâm the school director.â
âHmmâŠâ
Sports events and festivals in schools began with the opening speech of the director and principal.
âDid you know about this, Trainee Teacher?â
â¶ Denial: No. Iâm a trainee. I always hung my head down in front of my seniors, so I havenât had many opportunities to see their faces. I saw a framed photograph in front of the directorâs office, but I think it was a photograph taken in the distant past.
She seemed to have many regrets about the past since she hadnât changed her photo in quite a long time.
âWhy?â
I was really curious.
âThatâs a very good question, cadet Kang Han Soo. It leads us to the heart of the matter. I love that youâve taken an interest without throwing accusations like my friend and niece.â
âEnough nonsense. Get to the point.â
âWatch your tongue, motherfuckerâ Hoho! Beauty is relative. Just like how rare stones are classified as precious stones, its formula is no different. Beauty is comparable to rarity.â
âI see.â
I thought I knew why the director was obsessed with the past.
In the old days on Earth, when people found it difficult to gain weight due to poverty and problems with obtaining food, chubby women had their advantage.
The fantasy world was similar.
The average woman here looked so gorgeous that their skills had become part of the criteria that assessed their beauty.
It was different for angels, a race already born with skills.
âYou seem to understand.â
âNo.â
Angels didnât put on excess weight because their skills always adjusted their figure and appearance.
But the First Angel mistook her obesity for âbeautyâ because it was rare.
It was really funny.
âFunny? My niece and friend criticizing me for being different from my past body is whatâs funny. Enough of this. Isnât it time to solve another problem of ours? Disciple Kang Han Soo, let my grandson Riel go and retreat.â
âAnd if I refuse?â
She was greatly mistaken if she thought I couldnât harm her because she was using Rice Cakeâs body.
Her Goddess profession automatically raised her to a level higher than that of the Demon Lord.
But it didnât matter.
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I had no intention of beating the director with Fantasy skills from the beginning.
PSSSSS!
I would deal with her with my own power.
âDisciple Kang Han Soo, you seem to have forgotten. I am the First Angel. Just as you control space, I control time.â
âI know.â
âNo, you donât know anything. Have you ever noticed that the baby dragon you named Green Cake is growing too fast?â
ââŠâ
To be honest, yes.
However, I thought it was because of Rice Cake, who raised and educated him.
But that wasnât all.
Although he belonged to the Fantasy dimension and not the Festival of Heroes, Green Cake didnât disappear even after regression.
It was a phenomenon that was initially impossible.
But the directorâs intervention explained it all.
âYour adopted son, Green Cakeââ
BANG!
Concentrating demonic power in my right hand, I threw a punch at the director.
âWhaâ?!â
Bending down due to the blow that landed on her stomach, she spat out blood.
The damage it caused wasnât as huge as I hoped, though.
She managed to slow down my attack speed to soften the impact.
Even so, it still turned out well.
My surprise attack was successful.
Before she spoke, she shouldâve known that playing hostage wouldnât work against me.
In my first round, that was the most common cause of death for my companions.
Without hesitations, I threw away my companions that became hostages because of their audacity to act alone.
I didnât mind if they died since I always made sure to avenge them.
As the True Hero, I brutally exterminated enemies who hid behind hostages and neglected their defenses out of their belief that I would surrender.
âThatâs not what a âHeroâ is!â
âSpeak for yourself.â
It might seem like we entered a truce after my surprise attack since we were having leisurely conversations, but that couldnât be farther from the truth.
WHOOOO!
Time had slowed down a lot, after all.
My attacks could no longer even reach her body.
But I wasnât too bothered by it.
âTsk. You separated space!
âYup. You canât leave this place without my permission anymore.â
However, her subjugation wasnât eternal.
The Demon Vault we were trapped in was shrinking ever so slowly because of the directorâs time manipulation.
What was she saying about me not knowing her power over âtimeâ again?
Einsteinâs theory of relativity was one of the basic knowledge of high school students living on Earth.
I was prepared against her.
âAuntie got caught?â
âHeeheehee! I knew the Drug Demon Lord could handle her!â
My cowardly wife and the pitiful spirit reacted differently.
To me, however, it was obvious.
The MAX-Class Righteous Demon Lord had won this battle.
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âDisciple Kang Han Soo.â
âSurrender.â
âI admit. Thinking that you were inexperienced was a mistake.â
âNo negotiations.â
âDonât you want to go home?â
âIâll do that once Iâm finished with you.â
âNo. It will be too late by then.â
WOOOOOOOOO
I felt the First Angel exert pressure against my space. However, the cracks caused by the acceleration or deceleration of time couldnât create any holes.
âDo you still believe that you can escape from here?â
âOf course.â
ââŠâ
âIf it keeps going like this, youâll definitely eventually win. I canât fight, after all. Will your family still be alive by then, though?â
âYour bullshit wonât work against me.â
The Demon Vault was completely cut off from the outside world.
Of course, that meant there was no communication either.
The director wouldnât be able to instruct anyone to harm my family on Earth.
âHow dare you assume that I, the director, will try to harm a studentâs family? Iâm surprised it even occurred to you in the first place.â
âYour words, not mine.â
âYou misunderstood me. I mean, by the time you get out of here, your family members will have grown old and returned to nature.â
âHmm?â
What nonsense was she talking about?
âTime is relative. While I am explaining this, three decades have already passed in the dimension of Fantasy. On your home planet, thatâs⊠three years, right?â
âTsk.â
It didnât sound like a lie.
The First Hero had done this to me once before.
Now that she was in my trap, she could no longer influence the outside world, but she could still freely manipulate time within this space.
Hence, it was theoretically possible.
âForty years now.â
ââŠâ
âWe can take our time negotiating, but youâd better hurry. Five years on Earth have passed now.â
I closed my eyes.
And thought about my family.
My mother, my father. My mother again⊠Oh! I almost forgot about my younger brother, who took away my motherâs love and attention.
I was prepared.
âKeep going.â
ââŠâ
âYears, decades, centuries, millenniums, eons. Do what you want. Youâre not getting out of here. Even if itâs at the cost of losing something of value, Iâll at least be protecting something far more valuable.â
âYouâŠâ
âSo what are we going to talk about next? Oh! Do you like spines? Rice Cake loved it when I rubbed her back between the 4th and 5th lumbar vertebrae. Looking back now, I think she wanted to please my tastes. What does your actual body think about it, though?â
âAh, you assholeâŠâ
Ha! How inappropriate.
âIsnât this the kind of hero youâve been dreaming of?â
âWhat?â
âA selfless hero.â
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ââŠâ
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âIâm right, arenât I?â
Even if a hero had to give up their own happiness, they should never succumb to evil.