I Became the Academy's Kibitz Villain-Chapter 379: Sniper Elite (3)

Mayubin. Kwonsin. Japan’s S-class ability user.

Not a hero, but also not engaging in villainous actions. Officially affiliated with Japanese corporations, earning money.

However, he was, in fact, a villain.

From a Korean perspective, he wouldn’t be classified as an outright villain, but both the Secret Society and I saw him as one.

If I were to summarize his crimes in one sentence: dining and dashing at sushi buffets.

There were, of course, unspoken truths behind this. He went to Japan, lived as a stud, and shamelessly accepted money.

The problem was, he completely neglected the children he fathered.

He indulged in pleasure, took money, but assumed no responsibility.

That responsibility was left to the state, corporations, and the women who gasve birth. Such a shameless man.

Cases like this were complicated.

In executions, you could decisively kill those who had committed heinous crimes. But what about those whose crimes wouldn’t warrant life imprisonment or the death penalty in court?

So far, he hadn’t been executed.

There were higher priorities—securing the Secret Society’s power at the academy, and individuals like him were, at least, somewhat useful in fighting demons.

“But crossing over to Korea and shaking the mental state of Koreans? That’s unacceptable.”

From Korea’s standpoint, having a traitor roam Jeju Island freely was out of the question.

What would a banned individual do on Jeju Island?

Undoubtedly, he’d find a blind spot in the tangerine radar and shamelessly continue his filthy deeds.

In other words, this man was a potential sex offender.

A person it wouldn’t be strange to fit with an electronic ankle monitor. His filthy desires were evident in the words directed at Tae Irin.

That man…

Had Tae Irin lost, he would have attacked her immediately.

This wasn’t an if, an assumption, or prejudice.

The magic power emanating from his body was the evidence.

Magic power was imbued with intense desires, and his was brimming with lust directed at Tae Irin.

So.

I shot him.

Using a magic bullet that punished those who hadn’t committed crimes severe enough to kill but ensured they could no longer misuse their abilities for even petty offenses. 𝘳𝙖ꞐÖ𝖇Ěṡ

Yes.

The magic bullet I personally named the “Heart-Severing Bullet.”

“Ugh, gugh…?”

Maito Saiko clutched his lower body and fell to his knees.

Unable to look forward, his gaze was fixed downward, all his focus concentrated on his lower half.

“You…! What the hell did you…!”

[Hypothesis confirmed. Although this is the first trial against an S-class, the result is surprisingly successful.]

“What do you mean!”

[Baridegi. Report this to the association. It’s important information they’ll need to hear and consider carefully.]

“!!”

Tae Irin’s eyes shook violently.

Not only because I wasn’t attacking her, but also because she immediately understood the intent behind asking her to report to the association.

“Wait, are you… sharing information despite being a villain?”

[I’ve learned from the Nuts Crusher incident.]

To be precise, I had been pondering this throughout my time as a librarian at Sejong Academy, dealing with numerous demons.

[It might sound like a joke, but special abilities are deeply connected to human reproductive organs.]

This wasn’t a sexual statement.

It was a matter of ability science, anatomy, and public health.

[The manifestation of abilities is based on cognitive processes, but where do you think the core of the magic power that governs abilities lies?]

“Well, naturally, the heart…”

[Yes, the heart. The heart circulates blood throughout the body, imbued with mana, sustaining the flow.]

This much had been confirmed through 25 years of ability research.

[Then how would you make an ability user permanently lose their abilities without killing them?]

“Are you saying there’s a way to strip abilities without destroying the heart?”

[Exactly.]

But I wanted to add one hypothesis.

[Destruction of reproductive organs. Watching Nuts Crasher helplessly leak mana during his defeat proved this.]

This realization came during the process of the Thunder Emperor subduing Nuts Crusher.

The Thunder Emperor didn’t merely destroy his reproductive organs for vengeance. By electrocuting his gonads, Nuts Crusher became strangely unable to resist.

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Moreover, he couldn’t even become a demon.

Most villains, when on the verge of death, struck deals with demons to survive. But Nuts Crusher couldn’t even do that.

-“Demon! Let’s make a deal! Turn me into a demon! Grant me the power to kill my assailant!”

-“Eh? We don’t take eunuchs, sir…”

-“What… did you say…?”

-“Demons don’t make deals with eunuchs, valued customer.”

If demons existed, that was probably how they’d respond to him.

-“Why, why!!”

-“Because you’ve eliminated any future potential. Why would we turn someone into a demon when your genes are already destined for extinction?”

-“W-what…?”

-“As someone incapable of procreation, your future has already been decided. We don’t need to intervene.”

-“Kuh, AAAAAARGH!!”

-“Look at the mana leaking out of your crushed golden eggs. You’ve failed as an ability user and as a male.”

Well, this was my hypothesis based on what demons might say in such a scenario.

“AAAAAARGH! My mana…! Ugh, guh…!

Where my thoughts were once nothing more than idle speculation, they now verge on becoming a theory grounded in fact.

“Y-you…!”

[Even an S-class ability user leaks mana endlessly when struck by the Heart-Severing Bullet.]

“D-did you shoot without being certain…?”

[A test. And the hypothesis was proven.]

“What if it hadn’t worked…!”

[If it didn’t, it didn’t.]

I transformed the anti-materiel sniper rifle into a small handgun.

The anti-materiel sniper rifle was for long-range targets, and since I confirmed the situation up close, it was unnecessary.

[Let’s test it further. It seems like there’s still something left to break.]

“S-stop…! You’re a man too! How could you do something so cruel!!”

[Have you ever seen me discriminate based on gender when dealing with villains?]

Whether man or woman, executing a target was my principle.

[Still, consider yourself lucky. I won’t kill you.]

I wouldn’t take his life.

[Instead, I’ll ensure you can never use your abilities again.]

I aimed the barrel of the handgun directly at Maito Saiko’s lower body.

[Listen carefully, Baridegi. As you can see, male ability users lose their magic power when their lower region is destroyed.]

“……!”

[Are you familiar with the story of Kongjwi and Patjwi? About filling a broken jar with water? In the tale, a toad plugs the jar with its body, but…]

Click.

[This isn’t one of those fairy tales.]

Bang!

[Let me snipe it for you.]

The magic bullet shot from the barrel flew like light, piercing Maito Saiko’s lower body once again.

“Ugh, gah…!”

[The balance must have been off, right? One side broke, but the other acted as a buffer. Now the left and right balance should be perfect.]

“Y-you bastard…!”

Bloodshot veins surfaced in Maito Saiko’s eyes.

“I curse you…! I hate you! Gah, Goblin, you trash…! Even if it means becoming a demon, I’ll…”

[You won’t become a demon.]

I returned the handgun to its Goblin Bat form.

[You have nothing to offer as collateral to a demon. Why? Are you angry? Then go on, try becoming a demon. Even if you surpass S-class as a demon, I’ll deal with you.]

Normally.

As a villain, you should never give your opponent time to grow stronger.

Waiting patiently for their power-up event was the behavior of cartoon villains—I was not one of those.

But.

[What are you doing? Didn’t you say you’d become a demon to kill me? All I see in front of me is a man who urgently needs to see a urologist.]

“Y-you…!”

By breaking the very premise of his power-up event, this man’s chances of becoming a demon were zero.

[Ah. That won’t work either. As an undocumented foreigner from Japan, you’ll need to return to Japan for treatment.]

“I’ll, I’ll kill you…gah…! My, my magic power…!”

[It’s leaking out profusely.]

“Ugh….”

Next to me, Baridegi grimaced.

Her eyes glimmered with a blue hue—she was clearly observing Maito Saiko with her Spirit Eye, watching the mana leak from his body.

Currently.

The mana pouring out from Maito Saiko’s lower body was dissipating like smoke into the sky.

The mana that had once filled his body was making a grand escape, as if declaring, “I can’t stay in this body anymore.”

[If a demon were observing this scene, they wouldn’t find you valuable. The possibility of you becoming a demon is gone. Thanks for helping confirm the experiment.]

Click.

I let the Goblin Bat drop to the ground.

[From now on, my course of action has gained a new avenue. I can respond even more flexibly.]

Magic gathered like beads of water at the tip of the Goblin Club, gradually forming sharp, bullet-like points.

[I won’t kill you. Instead, I’ll turn you into a “Zenros.”]

“You, you…!! Goblin!!”

[Heart-Severing Bullet.]

Bang!

The bullet flew straight toward Maito Saiko.

Crack!

Far away, a towering Dolharubang statue suddenly toppled, its neck snapping in half as it split into two pieces.

[Someone unable to reproduce physically can neither be an ability user nor a demon.]

“Guh, gah….”

Until the end, Maito Saiko couldn’t become a demon.

[A man who couldn’t even become a demon. Once an ability user, now an ordinary human.]

The mana leaking from his body, darker than blood, would never replenish. From now on, Maito Saiko would live as a normal human—a relic of the old race.

[You won’t die just because you’ve lost your abilities. Right?]

I clapped lightly in the direction of the fallen Maito Saiko.

[Happy birthday to you.]

Today,

an ability user died,

and a Zenros was born—

a man who, in the truest sense, had lost everything.