I immediately jumped at her.

  I didn’t know how she completely hid her profession, but it didn’t matter.

  Hop!

  She was too close for me to miss her.

  In my last battle, the distance between my opponent and me was the same as two metro stations. Now, however…


  We were in the same building.

  The same room.

  And she was right next to me.

  “I got you!”


  “Kh?!” Cried the teacher, whose back conveniently had no wings since it would interfere with her work.

  I acted without any hesitation.

  My fingers dug into her back, gripping her spine between her 4th and 5th lumbar vertebrae.

  Since we were in a state of weightlessness, drops of blood spurting from her body rose into the air.

  That was it.

  “Who are you?”


  “Whimper…”


  Much like her blood, her tears didn’t fall to the floor but hovered around her instead.

  She didn’t even resist, let alone counterattack.

  There were no signs of her profession changing either. Usually, after receiving a fatal wound, whatever means they used to hide their job would immediately be deactivated.

  Why didn’t this happen?

  Clap! Clap!

  “What are you doing, stranger?”


  “Calm down, stranger!”


  “She just hasn’t gotten used to her new job yet, stranger.”


  “Don’t be angry with her, stranger.”


  The other angels working in the town hall immediately grabbed my limbs, trying to hold me back.

  Hey! Who was that chicken head that just grabbed my ass? She should confess immediately!

  In any case, I felt like I was missing something here.

  Ssosia analyzed one of the drops of blood floating in the air.

  “That angel you’re holding by the spine is bound by blood to my aunt, impatient hubby.”


  “Like Hero Richel?”


  “Yes.”


  ? Surprise: Oh my God! I hardly recognized her because she had taken off her makeup. She’s a senior colleague of mine. A music teacher. She quit her job last year, giving up teaching.

  Trainee Teacher clarified the situation a little.

  A relative of the director and a former music teacher.

  This was strange.

  If she resigned last year, why was she still in class?

  Moreover, she was a new employee whose senior was just scolding her.

  This made no sense.

  What did Fugitive Senior think about this?

  ? Opinion: Let go of her spine first, junior. You’ve been holding her bones, which I haven’t even touched, for more than 14.6 seconds already.

  ‘Oh! I beg your pardon.’


  Since I was a man, my hands acted on their own when I saw her beautiful spine.

  I immediately adjusted Music Teacher’s vertebrae.

  [Spine]

  I then canceled the effect of my divine power.

  PSSS!

  Since she was a high-ranking angel, she quickly recovered from her spinal injury.

  Stepping back a bit, I said, “Are you okay now, Music Teacher?”


  “It still hurts… Whimper!”


  “Really?”


  “… A student like you isn’t worthy of hearing my beautiful melody when I sing.”


  “What a nightmare.”


  Given that she referred to me as a “student,” it seemed she was indeed a former teacher.

  But she communicated more casually, unlike the other teachers.

  ? Explanation: That’s because she’s no longer a teacher. There is a school rule that teachers must respect the students’ words, actions, and free will.

  The teachers I met so far were easily pissed off.

  ‘But now I get it! That’s why you’re keeping the distance between us, Trainee Teacher!’


  ? Confusion: Student Kang Han Soo, it is said that intimacy opens the door to love but closes the door to friendship. I’m sorry.

  ‘It’s okay, Trainee Teacher! I know this is all for the sake of your dreams! I’m not crying at all!’


  “Hey, presumably handsome husband, since you’ve been abandoned already, you better get to work soon.”


  “You’re a heartless wife!”


  “You’re the heartless one here. Don’t whine about being dumped after seducing another woman next to your wife!”


  “I wasn’t dumped!”


  We just needed time to think things over.

  “Hey, what are you talking about? I’m no longer a teacher, so I can’t read students’ minds anymore…”


  “Ssidiel!”


  “Oh! Yes! Dear senior!”


  “Stop flirting with the Handsome Hero! You still have a lot of work to do! I intervened not because I’m envious. Don’t misunderstand me, got it?”


  “Yes! Dear senior!”


  As soon as her higher-up called her, Music Teacher, full of strength, immediately rushed to work.

  I wasn’t worried she’d escape since she clearly had no intention of doing so. Aside from her constantly remembering her days as a teacher, she was a pretty simple angel.

  Now what?

  At that moment, her senior came up to us.

  “Beautiful Hero, I don’t know what Ssidiel did wrong, but please forgive her. She hasn’t yet mastered handling her duties and still makes many mistakes since she’s still young.”


  “Uh… okay.”


  I didn’t even have the motivation to throw her into the Demon Vault.

  I hated people like her the most.

  Doubts would haunt me if I were to lay my hand on her.

  On the other hand, I liked outright villains like the Academic Affairs Department Head and History Teacher. I could happily punish individuals like them.

  ? Intervention: Junior! There’s no need for you to have doubts. She’s my wife. Her quitting her position as a teacher is actually great news since she will no longer be so tormented at work. She can just live happily with me.

  ‘Frustrated Fugitive Senior, your unchanging personality is actually starting to gain respect from me.’


  I needed to work on my reputation first.

  With my Righteous Hero’s smile, I turned to the angel.

  “That music teacher…”


  “Ssidiel?”


  “Yeah. CD insulted me by saying I was ugly.”


  “My God! Did she really say something so ridiculous? Not only did she not praise your beauty, but she even called you ugly…”


  “So I want to receive an official apology from her after her working hours are over.”


  “Of course! I’ll take care of that. Please tell me where you are staying, and we will send her to you later.”


  “Thanks.”


  I would leave my manager to deal with this issue.

  “… Me?”


  “Of course you, Ssosia. Did you think I’m talking about this spirit who does nothing but sniff my hair all day long?”


  “In your 1st round, weren’t you a diligent hero and did everything yourself?”


  “I was a bachelor then.”


  Back then, I dreamed of opening a cafe near a busy metro station and becoming a tempter of women’s hearts.

  “You are the worst, husband!”


  “Hero, later, when you have time, we could discuss matters in private… Ah?!”


  “Insidious angel! Don’t touch my husband!”


  “Oh… My hand slipped, sister. I really only wanted to talk about business.”


  “I’m not your sister!”


  I sat silently on the couch in the town hall and watched Ssosia’s struggle.

  “Where do you want to meet Ssidiel?”


  “In front of the town hall!”


  “You’re not planning on making your handsome husband wait all day there, are you? He will definitely hate you for it.”


  “W-well…”


  “There are no good hotels or cafes here. That’s why, sister, if you want, we can arrange a meeting at my house…”


  “No way!”


  “Do you even have a place to stay here?”


  “We do!”


  Ssosia immediately applied to move into a house that didn’t even exist.

  However, she was able to pull it off thanks to the cooperation of the town hall members, but when she registered herself as the Head of the family, announcing her marriage, she was caught after being asked, “Do you have any proof?”


  “My niece is working hard, Savage Hero.”


  “… Yeah. I have no idea what she’s trying so hard for, though.”


  “It’s all for love, of course!”


  “She’s fussing over documents in the town hall… for love?”


  However, her efforts were worth acknowledging.

  Ssosia was working harder than when she restored Fantasy as its God-Creator.

  That being said…


  How did she plan to confirm our marriage?

  Ssosia soon returned with a pile of papers in her hands and an expression on her face as if she just attained the greatest achievement of her life.

  “Husband! Everything’s ready!”


  “Uh… Thanks for the report.”


  I wanted to complain but didn’t because she looked too happy.

  “Well done, Savage Hero!”


  “More like a jackass.”


  “You are a really good husband! My niece should feel blessed!”


  “Okay. You can continue to praise me.”


  Ssosia, who couldn’t follow the gist of our conversation, tilted her head and grabbed my hand.

  “Follow me, my allegedly handsome hubby.”


  “Where are we going?”


  “We’re going to set an example for the stupid women in this strange city!”


  “Do you want me to punish you in outer space?”


  “No!”


  ***

  My cowardly wife took me to the outskirts of the city, where she planned on building a love nest so grandiose everyone around us would feel envious of her.

  As we walked, she said, “I understand now why you’re treated here like a man whose handsomeness knows no equal.”


  “What is there to understand? I’ve been cute since childhood. Just look at Captain Fantasy.”


  “Listen to me first! This is a city where many heroes live, but their facial features are quite similar. They all have the typical face of a male protagonist from the cover of a love story I read. That’s why my husband’s frightening facial expression, a rarity in this place, has become popular.”


  “That’s a terrible hypothesis.”


  Fugitive Senior had so many beautiful wives, but that didn’t change his tastes. He would gladly have a hundred more of such wives.

  ? Pride: I didn’t think the day my junior would praise me would actually come. This is amazing.

  ‘Eh, really?’


  We made an appointment to meet with Music Teacher later, but she left her job behind and followed us instead.

  Then why was all this nonsense about a house and marriage registration needed?

  But since Sosia was happy, I decided not to raise this topic.

  “I’ll go with you, student.” Flapping her white wings, she trailed us.

  “You’re not going to run away?”


  “And how do you suggest I do that?”


  “…”


  She raised a fair point.

  While I was waiting in the town hall, I completely blocked the space.

  The townspeople didn’t notice, but no one could leave Moon A without my permission.

  “Let me greet you formally. I am Ssidiel, the granddaughter of Director Parmael and the eldest child in my family. Riel Lanuberk is my half-brother.”


  Half-brother.

  Music Teacher had the same mother as Hero Richel, but they had different fathers.

  I noticed she didn’t use Lanuberk as her last name when she introduced herself.

  Given that Richel was not a purebred angel but a half-angel, this meant their mother was the source of their angelic blood.

  “Eldest child? You’re not like the ordinary music teachers, after all~”


  “If you continue like this, you will never hear me sing.”


  “I don’t even want that.”


  “You’ll regret it. I sing very well.”


  “Use it to seduce your husband.”


  Fugitive Senior was eagerly awaiting her return.

  “Ah! Right! My husband wanted me to give you something.”


  “Fugitive Senior?”


  “Who… fugitive? Do you mean the First Hero?”


  “Well, yes.”


  “Of course not! That scum can’t be my husband! It’s like listening to a recording from a dictaphone instead of a real musical performance!”


  “Hmm…”


  This time, Fugitive Senior couldn’t even reveal how shocked he was.

  “Oh! I almost forgot about it again. I have information for you from my husband.”


  “Information?”


  That surprised me.

  We found Music Teacher while she was in hiding.

  However, she now sounded like she originally intended to contact me.

  Was she lying?

  “What’s with that ostentatious distrust on your face? Didn’t Bianca teach you ethics?”


  “Don’t even mention her name.”


  “It’s partially my fault anyway, so I’ll ignore it. I got all worked up and forgot about my husband’s request.”


  Music Teacher kept mentioning her husband.

  I found it weird.

  If she, too, acted in tandem with a male teacher, then his appearance was long overdue.

  “Who’s your husband?”


  “Parker Lee.”


  “Ah!”


  Supervisor Bakery.

  It looked like he snatched a good prize for himself.

  ? Shock: That bastard!

  I was talking about Fugitive Senior, of course.