Tony hadn't said a word yet when Baldy, bound and tossed in the corner, widened his eyes in shock. "Super Heroine?"
He knew the woman called Super Heroine—or rather, most North Americans knew her.
She wasn't the Superwoman from DC Comics, but a superhero who had been active in North America for the past decade. Her name was Joanna.
She could fly, had immense strength and was impervious to bullets and blades. She could also fire beams of energy, which was why she was known as Superwoman. She often fought crime on the front lines and was adored and worshipped by the public.
But don't forget: real-life North America wasn't Marvel or DC. It was The Boys.
Joanna was less a Superwoman than a female version of Homelander.
According to the secret information Baldy had gathered, all of Joanna's crime-fighting incidents were staged. They were nothing but entertaining stories concocted by the capital behind her to make her famous.
Even her friendly, sunny image was fake. In private, she was a foul-tempered, sharp-tongued woman with a chaotic sex life. Calling her a bitch wouldn't be an exaggeration.
Aside from not being able to use Getsuga Tensho, she was no different from Homelander.
It made sense that a "superhero" like her had close ties with Teacher Tony.
Only "insiders" knew about this secret base, and Joanna had come through a secret passage. That proved she'd been here more than once.
Hearing the exclamation, Joanna finally noticed Baldy, bound hand and foot.
She had long since forgotten the bald man and instead continued to taunt Tony.
"Tony, have your tastes gotten this twisted?"
She crossed her arms, making her already impressive chest stand out even more beneath her tight suit. "Is your thing broken now? Are you only interested in ass play?"