The Worst Hero (4)

A villain had appeared in the bathhouse, but that didn't mean the bath was over.

Nobody else had caught Selectio and Astaroth's conversation over the roar of combat, and as far as anyone could tell, I didn't know who Astaroth was either. Of course, I'd pieced together a rough picture with the Eye of Truth. I'd already seen the keyword Absolute Evil on her status window. I didn't know the details, but she had to be a heavyweight of the highest order.

"Are you all right?"

"What just happened?"

"I don't know. The steam got insanely thick all of a sudden, and then there was this huge explosion."

The guests had been startled at first, but they recovered their composure fast.

"What was that?"

"Nothing important. Let's just finish our bath."

"What?"

I shot Selectio a ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠suspicious look.

"Hey. A real man doesn't jump at something like this. Just take your bath."

Selectio ran her hand along the inside of my thigh as she rinsed me off with the showerhead.

A few minutes later, after I'd finished having sex with the women, I washed myself clean.

"Shall we get in the tub?"

"Yeah."

Selectio and I stepped into the bath. The women formed a circle around us and soaked.

"Tch. What a pain."

The women pretended not to hear and kept bathing.

"Hey. I already gave you all sex. Think you could let us bathe in peace now?"

At Selectio's words, people nodded and climbed out of the tub. She and I had the enormous bath all to ourselves.

Damn it. The second I let my guard down and get hard, I'm a dead man.

"Seonghun."

"Yeah?"

"I'm lonely."

"What? What are you talking about?"

Lonely, all of a sudden?

"Anyone sitting at the top is always lonely. Show even the slightest opening and they come for you — friend or foe, it doesn't matter. It's not just the villains who want to drag me down."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Politicians. Conglomerates. The press. Heroes. Villains. Every last one of them is as desperate to pull me down as they are terrified of me. And they use the cheapest tricks in the book to do it."

So that was the kind of loneliness she meant. I'd thought she was just angling for another chance to jump me.

"And because of all that, I've developed a weakness."

"A weakness?"

"Yes. Sometimes I become mentally unstable."

I already knew that. Hell, I was pretty sure everyone knew that.

"I have multiple personalities."

"What?"

"After living for hundreds ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠of years under that kind of stress, it just... happened."

The Eye of Truth was telling me so. That was a blatant lie.

"If another one of my personalities comes out later, I hope you won't be too frightened. Treat her well."

"Sure."

"Heh. That's a relief."

"Still, the world's strongest hero having a weakness like that... isn't that a huge problem?"

"Heh heh heh. Even so, I'm strong. I guarantee you — even if every last one of the world's strongest beings came at me at once, I would win. My willpower is just as formidable."

Didn't really look that way to me. If that conversation earlier was anything to go by, her mind was so thoroughly broken that even a villain could jerk her around.

"The world's crawling with people who want to use me."

She rose from the water. I barely managed to swallow the gasp of admiration that nearly escaped at the sight of her dripping, beautiful naked body.

"Let's get up."

"Huh?"

"Time to scrub."

"What?"

"Friends scrub each other's backs. That's just how it is. We've already soaked in the hot water, haven't we?"

"Uh... yeah. Of course."

Crisis. Holy shit, how the hell am I supposed to scrub that body without getting hard? We'd barely survived one crisis and another one had already come knocking.

"What's wrong?"

"Ah, I'm the type who doesn't do the whole scrubbing thing."

"You filthy bastard."

"Hahaha. Can't be helped."

"Then scrub mine, at least."

Selectio lay down on the washing bench. A jolt ran through me.

I picked up a scrubbing towel and started working over Selectio's perfect figure. I scrubbed, but no dead skin came off. All that shimmered before my eyes was her milky-white flesh.

Ugh!

It took an incredible ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠amount of endurance and concentration. Her armpits, her breasts, her lower belly, her waist, and all the way down the insides of her thighs. Cold sweat poured off me as I focused everything I had on not getting hard.

Damn it. That's how hard this was — I'd stacked enough experience to level up. To think I could level up from something that was only quasi-sexual. It took the kind of concentration you'd need to have sex ten times in a single go.

I leveled up again.

"No dead skin coming off. Should we stop?"

Selectio lay quietly with her eyes closed, feeling my hands.

"Keep scrubbing."

Instead, she rolled over and turned her head. She looked as relaxed as if she were taking a nap, but if she was using X-ray vision, she'd be staring straight at my cock.

Figures. She's interested in my Golden Cock.

"Turn your head the other way."

"No. This is comfortable."

"You're not going to let me scrub? Don't tell me there's some other special reason?"

"........."

Only then did she listen and turn her head the other way.

I pretended to tidy her hair and piled it up on my side. That way, even if I got hard, she wouldn't be able to see it.

My cock throbbed, harder than it had ever been. Her flesh yielded, soft and pliant, under my hands as I began to feel her up.

"Haaah."

Selectio let out a ragged breath.

"Ah, I'm getting a little sleepy. I'm going to close my eyes for a bit. Take your time scrubbing."

"Okay."

Fine by me.

I glanced back at her face — her eyes were closed. Of course, it'd be a problem if she cracked them open, but I'd be on the opposite side, so it wouldn't matter much.

I ran my hands over Selectio here and there as I scrubbed, working the towel in slow, lingering strokes.

"Hrrk... hrrk..."

Selectio let out a faint snore. She must have been exhausted from her hero work.

I swallowed hard. Then I grabbed Selectio's ass and rubbed my cock against her body.

The moment I touched her, her pussy was already dripping wet. No matter how you looked at it, she was a woman.

What a filthy slut.

I gripped her ass and started jerking off.

"Nngh!"

A massive amount of my semen erupted across her body.

"Hah!"

I quickly reached out to wipe the cum off.

"Mm?"

The corner of Selectio's mouth seemed to twitch upward, just a little. Having a nice dream?

That was when it happened. Selectio's hand clamped around my wrist.

"What's this?"

"What?"

Shit. Is this how I die?

"And who are you?"

"Excuse me?"

I asked back, flustered.

"Who are you, standing there naked in front of me? Ah! Why am I—?!"

She covered her naked body with her hands as she spoke.

"And this is..."

Selectio tasted the semen on her skin.

"It's so delicious. Did you and I... do that?"

"Do that?"

"Have sex."

"Ah, well..."

Telling a woman already covered in my cum that we hadn't was pretty ridiculous.

"You could say that."

"Then that means you and I are in love, doesn't it?"

"Ah... well..."

I'm going insane.

"Sometimes I lose consciousness. How should I put it... like there's another person living inside me."

"And my memories come and go..."

"Is that so?"

"You are my husband, aren't you?"

Selectio took my hand.

"Ah, well... no..."

An enormous grip clamped down on my wrist.

"That's right. We're in love with each other."

"My name is Shin Tae-hee. What's my husband's name? My memory's all over the place."

"That's..."

A wave of crushing reality hit me. I'd walked right into the clutches of a psychotic hero. I'd gone days without sex just to avoid a situation like this, and I'd barely held out.

"Lee Seonghun."

"Seonghun. What a wonderful name."

"Thanks."

"Husband. Kiss me."

"Yes."

Shin Tae-hee's hand on my wrist tightened again.

"Don't speak formally to your wife."

So that was the sex fantasy. Playing house as the devoted little wife? But watching what she was doing right now, I was more afraid she was going to kill me.

"Yeah. I love you, babe."

She closed her eyes and offered her lips. Our tongues tangled, exploring each other's mouths, wet and hungry and endless.

These were the best lips I'd ever tasted. I'd had sex with hundreds of women, but I'd never felt anything like this. I poured myself into the kiss as if I meant to swallow her lips — no, her entire lower face.

My fingers naturally found her clitoris and teased it.

"Aww, people can see us here."

"Hah!"

Shin Tae-hee's little show of cuteness nearly stopped my heart. Holy shit. She'd been beautiful even when she was acting like a man, but the moment she put on that tiny bit of sweetness, she was so warm and soft she could melt a midwinter freeze in an instant.

"R-right."

I stroked her waist.

"We've already bathed, so let's go out together."

"Yeah."

I followed her, then glanced back.

"Huh?"

Beside the washing bench — the direction she'd turned her head — there was a large mirror at a perfect angle. If she'd cracked her eyes open even a sliver, or used X-ray vision through her eyelids, she would have seen every last second of me grabbing Selectio's ass and jerking off.

"Hmm~, hmm~, hmm~."

But Shin Tae-hee was humming, as if she were in a wonderful mood.

"Welcome back."

She came over with a towel. Humming under her breath with a kind smile as she dried my body, she looked like a celestial fairy.

I kissed her on the forehead without thinking.

"Oh, you."

Hah! My heart was in danger again. She slowly dried my body.

"Oh my!"

She gasped at the sight of my massively erect cock.

"What's this?"

"I saw you and I just... couldn't help it."

She smiled beautifully and stroked my cock.

"This can wait until later."

"Nngh!"

She was so beautiful it hurt down below.

We went to the locker room and changed. She opened a locker and dressed me.

A life like this... wouldn't be half bad, would it?

The insane hero the Doctor had warned me about didn't exist. Of course, before she'd changed like this, she'd been a maniac who'd have taken my head off for the slightest mistake. But now she was fine. No — I was too happy.

We changed together. A tear slipped from my eye.

"Hm? Are you crying? Why? Why?"

Shin Tae-hee looked after me with worried eyes.

"I'm just so happy."

This world is the best.

"Oh, you. You idiot."

Shin Tae-hee changed as well. The experience of Selectio becoming my woman had lasted only a few minutes, but it had been an unbearably happy few minutes.

"Want to go out and get something delicious?"

"I'd like that."

I was putting on my shoes, about to head outside, when a searing pain shot through my finger.

"What the—?"

I looked at the hand I'd been bracing against the wall.

"Hah!"

My index finger was gone. Nothing left but a red, severed stump.

"Aagh! What the hell is this?!"

That was when Shin Tae-hee looked at my wound with a sinister little smile.

"Since my husband is a healer, why don't you try fixing it yourself?"

"What? How do you know that?"

Granted, the multiple-personality thing was a lie, but according to her own story, Shin Tae-hee's personality had only just met me in this bathhouse.

Shin Tae-hee's face crumpled slightly.

She hemmed and hawed, and her eyes ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠began to turn ice-cold.

"Of course I'd know. Our souls are connected."

"Hahaha... that's right... our souls are connected. Because we're in love."

I'd just finished bathing and drying off, and now my back was soaked in cold sweat all over again.

"So where is my finger?"

"Pardon? How would I know?"

A low whir sounded in my skull as the Eye of Truth pinpointed the finger's location. Then it used some kind of X-ray vision and showed it to me.

My finger was inside Shin Tae-hee's pants. More precisely, inside her panties. I could see it sitting there.

Insane speed. She'd taken my finger right in front of my eyes and I hadn't noticed a thing.

"What is it? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"I just... lost myself for a second because you're so pretty."

"What? Ahaha! Oh, you!"

I'm losing my mind.

I'd forgotten. The person standing in front of me was the greatest psychopath in this entire world.

"Come on, let's go. You said you wanted something delicious."

With a trembling hand, I took hers.

Somebody save me.