Seventh Shelter.
As the name implied, it was a place where people took refuge during emergencies and major disasters. The shelter's defense system could withstand all types of attacks when disaster struck.
So-called disasters... referred to—monsters!
And now, the Seventh Shelter's defense system had been fully activated. Residents of Z-City, where the Seventh Shelter was located, gradually began arriving here.
Of course, where there were monsters playing the villains, there would naturally be an opposing organization.
That was the Hero Association, established just half a year ago. To wipe out monsters with terrifying powers, it selected elite talents from around the world through rigorous screening. Every one of them was on a level beyond ordinary humans.
However...
"You people have the nerve to call yourselves heroes?"
"What are you doing here? What if you lead that 170,000-Year Cicada Nymph here?!"
"What are we supposed to do? Who's going to get rid of the monster outside?"
"Give back the money I donated to the Hero Association!!"
"..."
A group entered through the shelter's gates. The three at the front were the so-called professional heroes, figures often seen in action on television.
B-Class hero, Dark Flame Dragon Blade User—formerly a shut-in chuuni teenager...
C-Class hero Red Scarf Fighter, and C-Class hero Student!
Naturally, those strange names were not their real names, but the hero names they had announced to the public.
Though the thought of having a cool hero name was certainly exciting.
Everyone had their limits when it came to shame... A hero who could proudly and coldly declare, "Leave everything to me. I, Dark Flame Dragon Blade User, have arrived," was an oddity in his own right!
They were all adults. Saying something like that out loud was downright embarrassing!
That was not important. What mattered now was that all