“This… lunatic!”
Iris’s face flushed red as she belatedly grasped the situation.
She frowned and pulled her hand away from her buttocks, then vigorously dusted it off as if something filthy had touched her.
One of the main culprits leading Gyodam City to ruin was, on first meeting, a pervert fondling her butt.
“Puhat!”
Abellus burst out laughing at Iris’s disgusted reaction.
He recognized immediately that the hero before him was none other than the White-Clad Hero he had been desperately searching for.
It wasn’t just because he had squinted at the poor-quality footage dozens of times. A sharp intuition told him she was the one in the video.
Abellus glanced down at the Teleportation Device in his hand with narrowed eyes, a faint crack forming between his brows.
“Hm, no problem moving short distances. Judging by the slight dizziness, the bio-experiment needs to be stopped. Now I understand why the lab rats vomited blood and died…”
“You crazy bastard…!”
Laika was about to shout loudly but clammed up, quickly hiding behind the truck.
He had just realized the White-Clad Hero facing Abellus was present.
‘That bastard. He expected me to use the rat that vomited blood and died, just now? That’s one thing, but why is the White-Clad Hero here?’
He stood dazed for a moment after Abellus suddenly teleported, then slowly began to grasp the situation.
He was in deep trouble. The last time he faced the White-Clad Hero, he had pretended to be a hero and now his identity was about to be exposed.
The White-Clad Hero had even brought along the Rainbow Girl with the multicolored outfit. Where had those two come from?
He rolled his eyes, then figured it out. They had followed him from behind the truck, no doubt. The Laboratory forbade entry to anyone without clearance from the entrance.
Why hadn’t he noticed them trailing him all this time?
‘Did the White-Clad Hero use a skill?’
A flurry of dazzling skills flashed through his mind. Given that hero’s ability to summon all kinds of things from between her legs, it wasn’t surprising if she secretly attached herself to the truck and followed him.
That meant his identity had long been discovered.
The problem now was that the White-Clad Hero and Abellus had met face to face.
Since Laika was interested, Abellus would naturally be interested in that hero too. Judging by his behavior, he seemed excessively fascinated already.
‘I can’t let that bastard take her…’
Abellus was dangerous.
Laika’s father, Kaisar, regarded Abellus as a brilliant talent with awakened abilities and spared no support for him, but Laika felt uneasy about him for many reasons.
It wasn’t just Abellus’s arrogance towards Laika that was troubling. It was his attitude toward Kaisar.
When Abellus looked at Kaisar, there was no trace of loyalty or gratitude. Instead, his eyes were cold and indifferent, as if looking at a stranger.
Researchers supported by J Corporation usually gazed at Kaisar with reverence, as a mentor or benefactor. Some even begged desperately with groveling faces to gain more support.
Abellus’s gaze was completely different, as if he took such support for granted.
‘It would have been better to hand over the slow research progress to another researcher. I had planned to keep Abellus in the dark and bring that hero onto my side, but how did they end up meeting here… Since they followed the truck, they must have seen me. How much did they see? I need to hide…’
The plan was completely ruined. The White-Clad Hero had appeared right in front of Abellus.
For some reason, Abellus seemed to recognize the White-Clad Hero as the Machine Human the thug had mentioned, even though she hadn’t produced any tentacle-like machines from between her legs.
It wasn’t just recognition; true to his nature as a pervert collecting the blood of gifted individuals, he showed intense interest.
His gaze was so intense it was almost painful to bear.
‘Crazy bastard. Trapped in the lab for so long, he’s finally lost it. When subtle coaxing isn’t enough, he grabs her butt and acts out.’
I can’t let that guy get his hands on her.
But openly interfering was impossible.
As much as Laika despised him, on the surface the two were supposed to be cooperating.
If Abellus wanted to use the White-Clad Hero as research material, Laika had to help—such a troublesome situation.
‘What should I do? What…? For now, I’ll just observe. Maybe it’s better to help her escape…’
Meanwhile, Abellus whistled softly, his eyes curling gently behind his silver-framed glasses.
As he stroked his chin and leaned forward, Iris stepped back cautiously.
“That’s right. Definitely a woman. Now I can use you as much as I want for ingredients, huh?”
“What do you mean…?”
“Oh, you have your innocent side too. I’ll explain it so you understand. I’m saying I’m going to back off while imagining you.”
Abellus gave a meaningful smile, then lifted his chin and lowered his gaze.
He opened one side of his lab coat and fiddled with the buckle of his pants.
Iris, stunned, noticed the bulge pressing against his clothes and narrowed her eyes into triangles.
The strange glint in his violet eyes made her think he had lost his mind.
Abellus was not only a suspicious villain conducting dubious research, but also a pervert who, from their first meeting, had fondled Iris’s buttocks and now openly spewed sexual harassment remarks right into her ear while getting aroused.
Iris spat curses through clenched teeth.
“Crazy bastard!”
“Huh? How’d you know? That I’m crazy? Our pretty girl, I wondered when I’d see you again, and here we are. Laika, you really brought a treasure, huh?”
Despite the insults, Abellus showed no anger—only delight, which was definitely not normal.
‘That bastard and his antics… I told him to call me Lion King, yet he keeps calling my real name!’
Laika, hidden in the truck, glared at Abellus’s voice calling out his name.
Though Laika was a common name in Gyodam City, he worried the White-Clad Hero might suspect a connection between the actor Laika and the villain Laika.
He had no idea the White-Clad Hero was Iris and that she had already seen through his identity from the start.
‘This guy is hopeless. What should I do about this situation…?’
Iris, growing uncomfortable, rolled her eyes and suddenly activated a skill.
Leaving the sexual harassment punishment aside, she had been trying to devise an escape plan from this predicament and had finally reached a conclusion.
She decided on a surprise attack with a skill that shocked both monsters and people at first sight.
“<Burning Groin>, activate!”
Sensing Iris’s urgency, a chain pillar shot out from between her legs, blazing fiercely.
Caught off guard, Abellus raised both hands and stepped back hastily.
His violet eyes were filled with shock.
“W-What…? What is this…?”
Not missing the moment of his confusion, Iris turned and shot webs with her buttocks.
The webs, spat like vomit from her rear, hit Abellus’s face, causing him to panic unlike his usual self.
The mental shock was greater than the skill’s physical impact.
“Hold on. King’s Crown, hold on!”
Though shame flooded her for having to put on a crotch show just a short distance away, Iris was willing to do anything to get out of this mess.
As expected, Abellus struggled to regain composure easily.
The footage recorded by cameras on monsters’ eyes was blurry and shaky, making it hard to analyze the skill properly.
But seeing it firsthand was far clearer—too clear, even.
Despite having seen all manner of chimeras created from monsters and heroes, and experimented on various animals, Abellus fell into the same shock as the others and lost his guard.
“The Teleportation Device is still attached to the truck. Let’s put everything on that.”
Taking the trembling Rainbow Girl’s hand, Iris used the <Light-Speed Spring> to bounce toward the truck.
“Hold my hand tight!”
“Huff, yes! Angel Girl, ma’am!”
The two heroes leapt through the air like flying, tracing a parabola before landing in front of the truck.
Laika, who had been hurriedly covering his face, realized it was pointless and raised his hand beside his face in a greeting.
He whispered softly so Abellus couldn’t hear.
“Ah, long time no see.”
Hiding now wouldn’t solve anything.
His identity had clearly been exposed, so he would have to hatch another scheme.
He stepped back to let the White-Clad Hero escape more easily.
“You like heroes a lot. ‘Long time no see’ my ass!”