Becoming the Boss of a Villain Organization
"Get your heads straight! Don't break formation!"
Ten women stood at rigid attention, eyes fixed on the figure before them. Brunhilde Wagner loomed at their forefront—the legendary head of the WSC's Damage Control division. A woman who could claim the top spot in the hero industry, superhuman sports, or even modeling or acting at the drop of a hat. Yet she held the most honorable, most vital position of all: Director of the WSC, racing across the globe to avert the world's end.
"The 'crisis' you'll be making contact with is codenamed Astaroth. Korean name: In Jisan. A catastrophic-level threat capable of manipulating the thoughts of every human being."
They knew what the WSC expected of them: to offer their bodies. As females, to surrender their pussies; as women, to dedicate their beauty and figures to him. But even if their task differed little from that of a common whore, the noble resolve etched in their hearts remained unshaken.
"Your top priority is absolute obedience to Astaroth. Detailed orders will come not from me, but from Astaroth himself."
"Yes!"
"In this process, his commands take precedence over all rules except those governing EX-C-1 protection. Over the laws of the Republic of Korea, morality and ethics, life, flesh, and pain. All of it yields to Astaroth's directives. Understood?"
"Understood!"
"Rape, murder, torture, assault, kidnapping. No matter the order, you will accept it without hesitation!"
"We will keep it in mind!"
Brunhilde flashed a satisfied smile.
"Good. Separately from this directive, if he asks about the WSC, deflect without mentioning the organization's name or goals as much as possible. Otherwise, answer him sincerely."
"Yes!"
"Watch his mood closely. If you judge that not answering honestly could cause major issues, prioritize his command."
Brunhilde furrowed her brow.
"Should you displease him, Astaroth himself may punish you first. Consider that you may no longer be 'the same person as your past self.' You might meet a death you never even perceive."
"The boss'll handle it however, whatever."
A white-haired girl grumbled.
"Quiet."
"Yes, yes."
The women standing there found the white-haired girl beside them far more intimidating than Brunhilde's stern warning. She was living proof of what happened to those who incurred Astaroth's wrath.
"Can we fuck the boss?"
"Leave that to Astaroth's judgment. Excessive advances that annoy him will be stopped by us."
Witae. A villain. One so overwhelmingly powerful that even after scattering traces everywhere, the Hero Association couldn't catch her for ages. Now, she was Astaroth's devoted sex slave, waiting obediently for her master like a loyal dog.
"If any agent's actions cause Astaroth excessive stress, we'll eliminate that agent—regardless of his involvement."
"Understood."
"And finally..."
Brunhilde, cold as forged steel, let a faint smile slip.
"Don't hate him too much. He's a warm man."
The WSC agents before her froze in confusion. Before it could fade, Brunhilde's face hardened once more as she barked,
"All units, move out! I wish you success!"
"Yes!"
The WSC agents departed for their positions. To fulfill Astaroth's demands.
"Uh... um..."
I stared at the ten people lined up before me, a wave of awkwardness washing over me.
I hadn't expected them to go this far...
Even when Brunhilde promised support, I couldn't picture what form it would take. I'd gotten a condo in the suburbs—and ten people to go with it. Beauties who could draw natural stares on the street for their figures or faces alone.
"Uh, let me... start with a quick explanation."
As I thought about what I had to say next, a sigh escaped me. It was mortifying even before I spoke. But I had to do it. My own embarrassment was nothing compared to what she would endure.
"We're forming a villain organization. And we're going to rape Lee Seowon. Not some namesake—the top hero of the Republic of Korea."
"Yes!"
Only one woman responded.
Why isn't this one in prison and crawling around here instead?
Sure enough, it was Witae. I bit my lip hard.
"Uh... what do you mean by forming a villain organization exactly...?"
"Yeah, do we have to commit crimes starting now or something?"
As I racked my brain for minor crimes that wouldn't harm society, one woman raised her hand.
"Don't we just become a villain group if villains gather? No need for anything else."
"Are there that many villains here?"
"Me... the girl next to me... and Witae too..."
Three villains out of ten members. I'd mentioned needing a "villain organization" in my talk with Brunhilde, so she'd prepared accordingly.
Even so... just how powerful is the WSC? Casually pulling villains out of prison like it's nothing.
"What crimes did you all commit, anyway?"
"I... stole bread from a convenience store."
"And that makes you a villain?"
"Well... uh, I'm kinda famous, so... I stole a lot. That's how it..."
"Ah, hold on."
I recalled an incident from a few years back.
"The one who swept up all the BadgeMon sticker bread..."
"Yeah, that was me..."
The villain who'd raided every convenience store in Gyeonggi Province for BadgeMon sticker bread before heroes could react. I'd never heard she'd been caught, but she'd gained a cult following. It was weird—a villain pulling cult popularity instead of a hero—but whatever.
"You've got some notoriety, at least... What about the others?"
"I got caught selling unapproved drugs... long story, ended up a villain~"
"You sold drugs?"
"Not drugs, exactly, but..."
Her story: drugs legal in the US but illegal in Korea, sold without a prescription. Boom, criminal.
"What kind?"
"Skin-improvement stuff. But it hit big interests, so heroes went nuts..."
"Oh, yeah, I think I saw that on the news."
Witae was a bona fide villain, so now we had three who'd made the groundwave news.
"So, we're a villain organization now...? That do it?"
"Sh-shouldn't we have a name... a logo or something? Rules maybe...?"
"I'm no good at that stuff..."
A normal-looking civilian woman shot her hand up.
"I-I'm in visual design, so I could make a logo?"
"Oh, really? That'd be great, thanks."
"For a villain group... we need exposure, right? Maybe upload videos online...?"
"We can just post that?"
"Criminals use VPNs and stuff, don't they?"
Things were progressing, but it all felt half-hearted. People with little ties to crime trying to form a crime syndicate—it was bound to creak.
Come to think of it...
Criminal organizations don't start with "Let's make a crime group!" They commit crimes first, then form one when needed. We were the opposite—shouting "Crime group time!" from the get-go. No wonder it felt off.
"And this is the second goal... kidnap and rape Lee Seowon."
This was the solution I'd wracked my brain for.
If it's a prophecy, just make it happen somehow...
It wasn't just because I wanted to be the one violating her, not someone else. If my villain group raped her, I could minimize her suffering. Control the time she endured it, the number of rapists—my call. One major issue with choice 3, the "villain sex slave pig Lee Seowon" committing crimes? I could suppress that too.
If a villain group treated Korea's top hero like a limb, they could casually commit unspeakable crimes. A decent-sized outfit might even shake the Hero Association itself.
But I could just order nothing.
Plus, the video...
We still had to film and upload sex with her. But as head of the group raping and humiliating her, editing that video was my prerogative.
The way to minimize sacrifice...
Of course, the fact of her rape wouldn't change. But that pain could be erased with hypnosis release. Her great achievements could stand untouched. Lee Seowon could remain the noble, resilient, righteous hero.
"We'll set a trap. One civilian here plays 'hostage,' and we prep the drug for it."
"A drug to take down Lee Seowon... without HQ help, we can't get that ourselves."
"Doesn't matter. What counts is that we used a drug to neutralize Lee Seowon—not how potent it was."
We had to do it. We could.
Haa...
Closing my eyes, I presumptuously pictured Lee Seowon's face. Her expression. I had no choice. I had to do the right thing.