<Chapter 1424> 1424. The Savior of the Academy
I summoned back Makhina and Stormbreaker and approached Clara.
Clara, with a flute in her hand, looked at me with an attitude slightly more cultivated.
“I didn’t know you were the famous Dark Hero Redlight.”
In this world, Redlight is a dark hero who mercilessly kills villains. However, extrajudicial punishment is considered a crime here. Thus, Redlight is categorized as a villain, with a bounty of 8 billion—and it recently went up again.
The reason I operate as Redlight is for stress relief and to boost my good karma. Killing villains raises my good karma bit by bit.
“Are you going to report me to the Hero Association?”
“I’m not *that* shameless. Though… I do have a lot of questions about you from last time and this time too… but I’ll hold them in. Still, I’d like you to answer just one thing: why are you here?”
You did show up at such perfect timing. It’s somewhat understandable that she suspects me. Before answering, I checked Clara’s status window.
`Name: Clara Feyred
Strength: D Stamina: D+ Agility: D- Durability: D+ Mana: B
Trait: Shining Muse (S)
Skills: Performance (A), Sound Wave (B-)
Affinity: 42`
What stands out here is the affinity. Her originally sub-30 affinity has risen to 40, meaning Clara is quite grateful toward me—or perhaps she feels relieved because she discovered my secret as Redlight or maybe uncomfortable knowing I unilaterally know hers.
‘While passing through town, I saw you coming here with a stiff expression. It seemed strange that you’d move alone without bodyguards, so I secretly followed you. As expected, something happened. Why weren’t you with your guards?”
Clara sighed.
“I had planned to lock myself in my room and write some music today without any bodyguards. Meeting the team wasn’t part of the plan.”
Clara’s gaze drifted sideways, where the still-warm corpse of her teammate lay. Seeing the body, her complexion worsened, but that was all. She didn’t criticize me for killing someone—this was Clara’s nature. She shows no mercy to criminals.
“Didn’t you think it was odd when they suddenly sought you out?”
“I did find it a little strange. That’s why I used sound waves to scan the area before we met… but I never imagined you’d summon a high-ranking member of the Magic Order via teleportation. I’m grateful to you. If it weren’t for you… the situation would’ve been far worse.”
“What will you do now? Are you going to report this?”
“I don’t want to escalate things. I’d prefer to settle this between us. As for the body… I’ll bury it.”
“I’ll follow your wishes. I also don’t want to escalate things. But burying the body isn’t ideal—it’d be better to cremate it completely.”
“Cremate…? Wouldn’t that create too much smoke?”
“It’s fine. I can incinerate it instantly. Or… well, unless there’s some sort of keepsake you need to return to the family?”
“……Do you think the families of these people would be proud of them?”
“Hmm.”
I couldn’t give a definite answer.
After all, there are quite a few people who cover for criminals just because they’re family.
Clara and I dug a hole in a suitable spot and placed the bodies inside. Using Makina’s power, we created an ultra-high-temperature plasma emitter and incinerated the bodies in an instant.
“Clara… It goes without saying, but my identity as the Crimson Light is a secret.”
“…Don’t worry, I’ll keep your secret. Though I may look like it, I pride myself on being tight-lipped. And… while some people call you a villain, to me, you’re a dark hero.”
“Thanks for saying that. If you ever need help, just let me know. I can even work as your bodyguard. Ah, though cutting off Hanson Hemingford’s head is a bit difficult right now.”
“You’re telling me you’d kill Hanson Hemingford for me? That you’d turn the Hemingford family into enemies? Don’t even joke about something like that.”
[Using ‘Shunja’ (Moment). Remaining stacks: 3]
In this world slowed down as if frozen, I scanned Clara’s body.
Her neatly arranged golden hair, dazzling heterochromatic eyes, porcelain-white skin, and delicate features carved like a sculpture were breathtakingly beautiful. And her figure? Standing at 170 cm with a large frame, she had I-cup breasts, a slim waist, a bottom that rivaled her chest in attention-grabbing size, sturdy thighs, and long limbs. She was the kind of woman who seemed born solely for sex.
‘She’s more than enough to be mine.’
Time returned to normal.
“I’m not joking. I’m already active as Crimson Light; what difference does America or the Hemingfords make?”
“…A man willing to turn America into an enemy for my sake. I felt a little thrill.”
Clara smiled.
Given how calm she looked while speaking, her claim of feeling thrilled seemed fake… but surprisingly, it was genuine.
[Clara Feiraid’s Affection Level: 45]
Her affection level, which was 42, instantly rose by 3 points to 45. She truly felt excitement from my words. A single word really can repay a thousand ryang debt.
Clara extended her right hand toward me. When I stayed silent, she spoke with impatience.
“Don’t you know what a handshake is? Why are you just standing there? Or is my hand dirty?”
“I get that you want to shake hands… but I was thinking about why you suddenly suggested it.”
“It means I want to be good friends going forward.”
“What’s with this suddenness…”
I took her hand. It was warm and soft.
“Did you know? You’re my first friend in Korea.”
“My first? What about your celebrity friends?”
“You don’t know everything about me, do you? They’re more like coworkers than friends. Just pretending to be close when the cameras are rolling. Half of them approached me just to ride my popularity.”
“And the other half?”
“They’re after my body. I am an incredibly charming woman, after all.”
“Agreed. You’re the bewitching woman who has Hanson Hemingford completely smitten.”
“……If we weren’t friends, I would’ve cursed you out the moment I heard that joke.”
“But since we’re friends, I said it.”
Clara laughed as if hearing some silly nonsense.
Eventually, we headed back to the academy together. I wanted to have dinner with her, but she declined, citing the risk of scandals.
The old dormitory of Arashi Academy has far more drawbacks than advantages. But its one advantage makes up for all the downsides.
‘It’s easy to meet women since their rooms are nearby. Especially the ones I have relations with… we can even have sex.’
Soundproofing was excellent, so there was little chance of being caught if we were careful. Even without soundproofing, I could easily silence things using my abilities.
‘The second advantage is the large bathhouse. While it’s a basic feature in the Hundred Worlds, it’s hard to come by in other worlds.’
The bathhouse was separated into men’s and women’s sections…
It was not locked. The term “hot pot” doesn’t mean what you think. It means the men’s and women’s baths switch times.
“The other kids don’t use the bath much because it’s troublesome.”
Because you can shower inside your room with a shower.
I shower in my room when I’m lazy or in a hurry too, but when I have time, I use the bath.
Today, I headed to the bath. There’s a sign at the entrance of the bath. A red cloth with the character for “female” is written on it.
The meaning is simple. It means the bath is currently for women.
“There’s no way I’m turning back after coming this far.”
I grinned mischievously and took out my ghost cloak to wear.
Becoming invisible and peeking into the women’s bath—there’s no way I could just pass by as a guy.
“Today, Seong-Ha said she would be late because she has something to discuss with the principal of Arashi Academy. In other words, Seong-Ha is definitely not in the bath.”
The ghost cloak boasts superior performance compared to Illuster, but it’s not omnipotent. Someone as strong as Seong-Ha could still sense my presence even with the cloak on.
“This isn’t my first time entering the women’s bath… yet every time I come in, I get excited.”
I entered the women’s bath.
I immediately checked the shoe locker. There were two pairs of slippers inside the lockers, each with names written on them.
Choi Da-yeon, Ryu Hana.
A somewhat odd combination.
I passed through the changing room and headed toward the bath. The sliding door to the bath area was closed. Here, caution was necessary. Ideally, I should enter when someone else does… but there’s no telling when someone will come or leave. Despite the risks, I had to go in. Only then could I see their naked bodies.
“I just need to be careful. Careful. Fortunately, the entrance is a bit away from the bath area.”
Extreme control was required. I slightly opened the door, leaving only enough space for a pinky finger. I pressed my eye against the gap to check inside. Luckily, no one was nearby. I carefully moved my eyes to confirm their positions.
Choi Da-yeon was in the bath, which was decorated like a hot spring, while Ryu Hana was under the shower.
“Ryu Hana is close… huh?”
Ryu Hana steps out.
I was startled but calmly and quietly closed the door and stepped back. Ryu Hana opened the door and left. She began drying herself with a towel at the entrance. I watched her.
Ryu Hana roughly dried her body and meticulously dried her long lavender hair. I calmly scanned her figure.
“Of course, as expected, she looks slimmer when dressed. But really, her figure… wait, hold on. Her chest is bigger than I thought?”
I was surprised.
I never imagined Ryu Hana would possess such an unexpected physique.
“When dressed, she looked like a firm B-cup, but undressed, she’s an F-cup! Great shape, and the nipples are pink!”
Her waist had no trace of fat, naturally, and her butt was tight and perky. I could only partially see her vagina, which was also pink. There was some hair, but it was very light and the same lavender color as her hair. The color was so faint that you’d have to look closely to notice it. From afar, it would appear as if she had none.
I barely restrained the urge to touch her. Operation ‘Conquer Ryu Hana’ is still ongoing. I can’t mess this up here.
Ryu Hana started putting on her underwear after roughly drying her hair.
“A sports bra? So that big chest gets compressed… That explains why she looks slim. Isn’t she uncomfortable at all?”
The performance of the sports bra compressing those breasts was impressive.
After Ryu Hana left, I slightly opened the bath door again. Choi Da-yeon wasn’t in the bath like before. Instead, she was sitting astride on a rock at the edge of the bath, legs spread wide, and using her fingers to fiddle with her vagina.
She’s pleasuring herself in the bath.
“Looks like she hasn’t had sex recently… probably sexually frustrated.”
