Villain Professor of Heroes – Chapter 3

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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Chaos
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Did she already know me?

A bold and resonant voice.

Relaxed eyes and the corners of her mouth.

Her confidence was sky-high.

Behind her, Yoo Hee-won’s father was watching.

And several broadcasting cameras as well.

That part was a bit burdensome.

But I didn’t show it at all and responded with a faint smile.

“Yes. I am Hyun Kyo.”

“Basic Defense Studies. Correct?”

“That’s right. It seems you know me.”

“Of course. This is the academy I’ll be attending. Isn’t this much preliminary research a given?”

Yoo Hee-won gave a knowing smile, unbefitting her age.

“I understand you haven’t taken on any students. Is there a reason for that?”

“I haven’t deemed myself capable enough for such an important role.”

“Hmm…”

Yoo Hee-won scanned me from head to toe.

Like a child choosing a favorite toy in a toy store.

“Perhaps you haven’t met a student worth teaching yet? This year might be different.”

Her way of speaking was remarkably direct.

She seemed to express her intention to choose me as her advisor without even considering the possibility of refusal.

Well, it was a good thing for me.

Connecting with the heroine was a perfectly natural step towards escaping this world.

“Of course, I’ll teach you anytime if you wish.”

“My parents would be delighted if that were the case.”

I glanced over her shoulder at the chairman of the Administration’s advisory committee.

Was she implying that I would receive various personal benefits if I became her advisor?

Right, that must be it.

But… even after encountering the heroine, there was no quest or anything similar.

Was there a prerequisite, like increasing intimacy?

Or would it appear after I officially became her advisor?

Hmm… I didn’t know.

Seemingly finished with what she had to say, Yoo Hee-won smiled at me and turned around without hesitation.

But the reporters instead of following her, approached me.

They were curious about the person whom the only daughter of a prominent figure like the chairman of the Administration’s advisory committee had approached first.

The reporters crowded around me and began thrusting their microphones forward.

“Excuse me, are you a professor at the academy?”

“Yes.”

“What is your relationship with Miss Yoo Hee-won?”

“I met her for the first time today.”

“You were talking earlier. What did you discuss?”

“Nothing much.”

“Come on, tell us something!”

Ignoring my words, the reporters bombarded me with even more fervent questions.

Most were about my relationship with Yoo Hee-won, and a few were about me.

“I can’t answer any more questions. Academy professors are not allowed to give interviews to the media without prior approval.”

I had already been exposed to the cold wind for too long, and the influx of new students entering the main gate was dwindling.

I turned away from the reporters and walked towards the auditorium.

“Was there perhaps some sort of backroom deal regarding the basic evaluation?”

At those words, Professor Jin Se-young stepped forward and emitted a formidable aura.

Professor Jin Se-young was a former flight specialist hero, boasting superior physical abilities accustomed to gravity several times, even more than ten times, stronger than normal.

Intimidated by her presence, the reporters…mere ordinary people, flinched and retreated, unable to approach any further.

“Hey! I told you! You can’t just interview people without permission!”

‘Aura’, an energy that only heroes could wield.

Professor Jin Se-young’s aura was so powerful that even I felt overwhelmed.

The energy was so intense that the pavement beneath her feet began to sink slightly.

“Don’t cause a scene and go to the auditorium!”

As the reporters scattered in panic, Professor Jin approached me.

“Are you alright, Professor Kyo?”

“I’m fine. Thank you.”

“Don’t mention it. By the way…”

Professor Jin clicked her tongue and looked at the freshmen entering the auditorium.

“That Yoo Hee-won. She seems really rude.”

“Indeed.”

“Weren’t you offended?”

“Not really.”

I wasn’t offended at all.

I had confirmed that things were proceeding according to the original story, with me becoming the heroine’s advisor.

It was much more stable and advantageous for me to know the future and act accordingly. It was only natural.

So what was I supposed to do with Yoo Hee-won as my student?

It would probably be a typical development, like “make Yoo Hee-won an S-Rank.”

And once I achieved that goal, I could return to my original world.

In most novels, the person who gets possessed just stays in that world and gets a happy ending.

I had no intention of doing that whatsoever.

Because my body was currently in a very frail state.

An unknown lung disease, the cause of which couldn’t be identified even after visiting multiple hospitals.

How happy could a happy ending be with a body like this?

It was better to return to my original, healthy self.

However… even the timing of the possession was off.

It seemed our novice author was clumsy even at handling possession…

I chuckled, and coincidentally, my eyes met Professor Jin’s.

Mistaking my laughter as directed at her, Professor Jin winked playfully.

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The auditorium was packed with freshmen, current students, and professors.

Thankfully, there were seats for the professors at the back of the podium; otherwise, I might have been trampled and crushed by the students.

Sitting in my chair, I looked around at the freshmen in the center of the auditorium.

Yoo Hee-won seemed to be watching me; every time I glanced in her direction, our eyes met.

Soon, the dean ascended the podium, and our academy’s entrance ceremony….the umpteenth one…began.

After the dean’s usual, bland opening remarks, the administrative director recited the academy’s history.

Since I had already read the original story, I wasn’t particularly interested in the information.

Soon, it was time to introduce the professors from the faculty who would be teaching the new students.

As each professor sitting behind the podium was called, they came forward and gave a brief greeting.

Recovery, Regeneration and Healing, Super Strength, Information Gathering and Operations, Electronic Warfare, Basic Military Studies, International Agreements and Current Administration Laws, Operation of Various Equipment and Facilities, and so on.

An incredibly vast range of subjects that students had to learn, not only to fight villains but also to maintain world peace and security.

And then..

“Next, Professor Hyun Kyo, specializing in Basic Defense Studies.”

As I slowly rose from my seat and walked forward, the freshmen began to murmur.

“The one from the main gate” “Handsome” “He looks sick” “I didn’t know he was a professor” and other such whispers.

“Hello. I am Professor Hyun Kyo, teaching Basic Defense Studies.”

The broadcasting cameras at the back of the freshmen all flashed at once, causing me to frown slightly.

Then I heard a whisper that sounded like, “He looks even more handsome when he frowns.”

“You’re probably unfamiliar with the concept of Basic Defense Studies. Think of it as a technique to create a barrier that blocks physical attacks. However, by the time you graduate, you’ll be able to block bullets with your bare hands, so it’s not a particularly useful skill.”

It was true. This was the reason why my major, Basic Defense Studies, had become unpopular.

“Therefore, instead of my name, you’ll probably remember me more by saying things like ‘There was that gloomy, gray professor at the academy. What was his name again?’ by the time you graduate. Of course, this is assuming you remember me until then.”

My words elicited laughter from the audience.

“However, even though I’m a professor of such an unpopular subject, I will never neglect my classes… cough… I apologize. I will not neglect my duties…”

A cough escaped me at the worst possible moment.

I cleared my throat and opened my mouth again.

“If, by chance, you find yourselves pushed to the brink with nowhere left to retreat… cough! When you’re cornered… Basic Defense Studies will be your last… cough!”

I coughed a few more times before continuing.

“Your last… resort… I will do my utmost… cough, cough!”

Dizzy from the violent coughing fit, I stumbled and gripped the podium.

My sudden actions caused a stir among the people, and the broadcasting cameras clicked their shutters frantically.

I tried to straighten up again, but…

“Cough, cough!”

It was no use.

Covering my mouth, I shook my head at the emcee.

Flustered by the unexpected situation, the emcee fumbled and grabbed the microphone.

“N… Next is Professor Jin Se-young of Flight and Guidance Studies…!”

Professor Jin Se-young quickly stood up, passed me, and walked to the podium.

“Hello everyone! I’m Jin Se-young, and I’ll make you fly like bees and sting like butterflies!”

It’s “float like a butterfly, sting like a bee,” Professor Jin…

But I didn’t have the energy to correct her.

Ignoring the concerned professors, I stumbled down from the podium.

There was a back door next to the podium that led to the research building.

I needed to get back to my lab and lie down on the sofa.

However, far from reaching the research building, as soon as I stepped out the back of the auditorium, I leaned against the wall and coughed repeatedly.

Strange… it had never been this severe before…

What was this?

Did they intend to kill me off after all the trouble of possessing me?

After another violent coughing fit, I finally caught my breath when I suddenly heard a voice.

“Um… Are you alright…?”

I lifted my head with difficulty and saw a timid girl with black hair and glasses looking at me.

It was the girl I had bumped into at the main gate.

She was a freshman, so why wasn’t she in the auditorium?

“Here… You can use this…”

The girl hesitantly offered me a handkerchief with a teddy bear pattern.

“Thank you…cough!”

As I took the handkerchief, our fingertips briefly touched.

The tearing pain in my chest, which had been unbearable just moments ago, began to subside rapidly.

What was this…?

Frozen by the unbelievable situation, I stood still as the girl who had touched my hand recoiled in surprise, as if burned.

“Th… Then, excuse me…!”

Still holding the handkerchief, I stared blankly at the girl’s retreating figure.

Then, letters began to appear frantically in the air.

What… what was this…?

I stood there dumbfounded and stared at the letters filling my vision.

Han Min-ha…? S-Rank…?

Who was Han Min-ha? Wait…

“Excuse me, student!”

But the girl was already too far away to hear me.

As she disappeared from sight, the letters in the air gradually faded.

After coming to my senses, I quickly assessed the situation.

The brief physical contact that occurred when I received the handkerchief from the freshman.

After that, the pain in my chest and the coughing subsided dramatically, and the letters appeared simultaneously.

The first thing I needed to do was confirm who ‘Han Min-ha’ was.

It was highly likely that the girl was Han Min-ha, but I still needed to be certain.

This was the first quest to appear since I was possessed a few months ago.

I couldn’t act on mere assumptions.

I stuffed the handkerchief the girl gave me into my pocket and hurried towards the research building.

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