The Worst Villain is Actually a Cute Girl-Chapter 42

Red burst out of the waiting area and sprinted forward with swift, relentless momentum.

Ordinarily, the crowd gathered in the plaza would have been forced into a series of games prepared by the organizers, fighting a brutal battle for survival.

But Red had no intention of playing along with any of that.

This would all be over as soon as she found and subdued the one responsible for setting this up.

One of the games featured robots with sensors that turned their heads and sniped any participant who moved while being detected.

Red darted straight through the ◆ Nоvеlіgһt ◆ (Only on Nоvеlіgһt) hail of bullets and broke through in an instant.

Another game had walls closing in from either side, requiring players to contort themselves to match cutouts in the shapes to survive.

Red simply outran the walls themselves with speed far surpassing their approach.

There was a game that demanded players cross a bridge made of both reinforced and ordinary glass within a time limit—one wrong step and they'd plummet to their deaths.

Red moved faster than gravity itself, sprinting across the glass panels without hesitation.

Even more life-threatening games followed, each designed to steal lives without remorse, each targeting Red.

But Red cleared them all effortlessly, not a scratch on her.

In these games, Red was nothing short of a bug in the system.

A bug that simply broke through the challenges head-on.

And just like that, she reached the final finish line—alone and without struggle.

The plaza was wide, dust swirling in the air.

Red looked around.

Nothing.

Something enormous and alien could be felt even from a distance, a strange energy that filled the space completely—yet it couldn’t be seen.

Then, a loud sound echoed across the plaza and the ground began to shake.

With a rumble, the floor split open, and a massive figure emerged from below.

A giant mechanical beast.

Atop the beast sat a man.

He had blue hair and an unreasonably handsome face.

A face so gentle and serene it would draw the gaze of anyone—man or woman.

That man sat with one leg crossed over the other, resting his chin on one hand as he looked down at Red with a deep, unreadable gaze.

Red looked up at the man watching her.

Her eyes were cold and sharp.

Not only was that kind of smarmy face completely not her type, but the stench—foul, rotten, and ominous—seeped from his body in waves.

Only someone who had taken life without remorse could emit that kind of presence.

"Is it you? The one managing this place?"

Even faced with her murderous glare that would make most people shrink back in fear...

The man showed no sign of being intimidated. In fact, his handsome face twisted with faint displeasure.

“This is bad,” he muttered under his breath, before letting out a long sigh.

"Aaah~ Just like the rumors say—you’re wild and completely lacking in manners. I worked so hard to prepare these games, and you go and turn them into a complete mess. Thanks to you, my carefully laid plans have already fallen apart."

He had three objectives.

One was personal.

The other two were requests.

And the one involving the request had just crumbled.

Because of her overwhelming strength, his plans were ruined far too easily.

“The original plan was to make the participants fight, struggle, and betray each other for money—or just to survive—during the games. I wanted to drag out the ugliest parts of human nature and show them to you. Then, when you were the last one standing, I was going to ask you... ‘Do you still believe in people?’ But now that’s all ruined.”

Letting out a dramatic sigh, the man covered his face with both hands and lowered his head.

His shoulders trembled.

Was he truly despairing over his ruined plan?

But then, a faint chuckle escaped from him.

Heh heh heh.

When he lowered his hands and revealed his face, there was no trace of disappointment.

In fact, he was smiling—broadly and with relief.

“Well, whatever. Honestly, I didn’t expect things to go as planned. I didn’t think a little trick like this would work on you. You’re the infamous crime-killer who smashes all the world’s evil with her fists!”

The twisted corners of his mouth slowly relaxed.

“I just wanted to fulfill a personal goal and maybe earn a favor from someone I know, so I put together this stage for you. But fine. If the actor refuses to follow the director’s script, what can you do?”

Red’s eyes narrowed.

“Who are you?”

As if suddenly remembering something important, the man clapped his hands.

With an elegant gesture, he gave a shallow bow.

A cruel smile bloomed across his face.

“My name is Adam. I’m the man who will claim the Throne of Greed. Remember it well, since this is the end of the road. If you’re going to be defeated, you should at least know the name of the one who brings you down.”

Red tilted her head slightly, turning the name and face over in her mind.

“That’s strange. Squard Amusement Park is backed by a wealthy philanthropist. Trash like you shouldn’t have been able to sneak in and set up something this massive.”

“Ku ku ku. That philanthropist? I gave him the money. I told him to build a place like this as a little plaything. Sitting up above and watching people run around like ants? The thrill is indescribable~.”

Watching Adam’s face glow in ecstasy, Red frowned.

“What a trashy little hobby.”

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“Heheheh. Only someone as rich as me can afford such amusements.”

“But the Throne of Greed, huh... You’re talking about the Seven Deadly Sins? You called it vacant—are the other two already dead?”

“No. Technically, the two you missed are still alive and well. But they’ve already been defeated. They might as well be empty chairs. That’s why I’m going to take that seat.”

Adam crossed his legs again, interlocking his fingers and resting his chin on them.

A wide arc curled across his lips.

His murky eyes, swirling with greed and desire, shimmered as he stared.

“I want to sit on the Throne of Greed. It suits me, don’t you think? And I’ll fill the rest with my people. My dream is to become the hidden force pulling the strings of this world.”

For a moment, Adam’s face—speaking so candidly about his dream—looked like that of an innocent child.

Sparkling, passionate, and full of pure evil.

“But!!”

The previously serene expression twisted into rage, veins bulging on his forehead.

“You keep getting in my way! Red, the crime-killer!! You and your pathetic hero obsession have toppled so many of the organizations I invested in! What’s the point of working behind the scenes if you just come and wreck everything?!”

“I see. So that’s the kind of person you are. But why wait until now to come after me? Just curious—are you scared of me?”

Red’s lips curled into a mocking smile.

Adam snapped in denial, shouting in fury.

“As if!!!”

Adam took a slow breath, steadying himself.

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Red, having regained some of her composure, let out a bitter, self-deprecating smile.

"Honestly, I wasn’t ready to fight you until now. But that’s over. I’ve got all my cards in place."

"I see. Got it."

Red tugged down the leather gloves on her hands.

She clenched her fists and took a stance.

"I’ll finish dealing with you, then I’ll listen to the rest."

"Yes! That’s more like it. Makes this whole thing worth it. But before that!!"

Adam snapped his fingers.

A clear, delicate sound echoed.

Snap.

Between Red and Adam, directly in the center of the space, a large hologram materialized in the air.

Like a child gleefully awaiting a surprise, Adam wore a cruel but delighted grin as he spoke.

"Let’s play the final game."

Upon seeing the screen, a faint crease formed between Red’s brows.

The screen showed a plaza filled with people.

The problem was the four massive beasts positioned at the north, south, east, and west of that plaza.

"As you can see, I sent my pieces to the waiting areas of the other contestants. The moment I give the signal, those things will move in and slaughter every participant in that plaza."

Adam’s smile turned even more vicious.

"The rules are simple: it’s either me, or them. You choose."

As long as Red continued to defend against Adam’s attacks without countering, the monsters wouldn’t move.

But the instant Red made a move—those monsters would begin killing people.

Simple, as Adam said. But extremely unfavorable for Red.

Her expression hardened at the unfairness of the setup.

Adam, amused by her reaction, chuckled and kept going.

"So what choice will the fist of justice make? Will you swing your fists silently for the sake of defeating evil, even if it means a mountain of corpses and rivers of blood from the powerless?"

Adam stretched out his right arm.

"Or will you let go of that flimsy justice and endure the hardship in silence, choosing instead to save all those lives?"

Then he stretched out his left arm.

With both arms wide open, he pointed them at Red.

And shouted at the top of his lungs—

"Nowwwwwww! Choose!"

The moment the words left his mouth—

Boom!

The savage, monstrous machine Adam had been riding suddenly exploded.

"Isn’t it obvious? I’ll take you down and save the people."

Red kicked off the ground and charged toward Adam, throwing a punch straight at him.

The beast machine reacted quickly to defend him, sacrificing itself to block the blow.

It barely managed to protect Adam.

But the shockwave from the explosion sent Adam’s body flying through the air, crashing to the ground and rolling spectacularly.

Covered in dust, Adam coughed repeatedly, hacking and sputtering.

Annoyed by Red’s hesitation-free response, he stood up, brushing dirt from his lips with the back of his arm.

"Fool! Do you really think that’s possible? That you can kill me here and save everyone in the waiting area? Do you believe in them? That they can beat those monsters? Even if there are a few fixers over there, the four beasts I placed there can’t be taken down!"

Adam kept going without pause.

"Those four monsters are among the strongest of my pieces. I picked them specifically to inflict as much despair as possible. Each one of them is a monster that would take multiple SS-class fixer teams just to barely defeat!"

Adam burst out laughing.

Sure, he was caught off guard by how quickly Red made her decision.

But that only made her choice even more enjoyable.

A cold, ruthless decision to abandon whoever it takes for the sake of destroying evil.

A twisted image of a hero—completely unlike those found in books.

Proof that she was no different from the rest of the city’s scum.

"So that’s how badly you wanted to play hero, huh?! Go on, crime-killer Red. Look closely and witness the result of your little hero act!!"

Adam swung his arms wide and stared directly at Red’s face.

Just to see her reaction.

But the look on her face wasn’t what he expected—it was that that made Adam freeze.

What? Why? What is this?

Red’s expression was indifferent.

So calm. So unaffected.

Adam suddenly felt a strange discomfort creep in.

"Why do you look like that?"

"I wonder? Maybe... it’s because I’m choosing to believe in the possibility I suspected back then..."

Adam furrowed his brow at the cryptic reply.

Red quietly turned her gaze to the screen, lost in thought.

Adam followed her line of sight.

The image of the plaza on the screen suddenly went black.