The Value of a Villain Organization Becoming Half a Heroic Force...

"Looks like I accidentally overheard something pretty incredible..."

The chubby young man ate his noodles uneasily, already wondering whether he would be silenced after this meal. He was trembling a little.

It couldn't be helped. As he ate, the smiling freeloader across from him seemed to have suddenly noticed the only "injured patient" at the table, whose head was wrapped in bandages and who looked rather out of place.

"Young sir, I see you're already sweating while eating. You must not be feeling well. Thank you for your warm hospitality today. This is my business card. I look forward to working with you."

The other man even took the initiative to slide a paper business card over.

"Ah... hello... please enjoy your meal. Don't stand on ceremony. It's my... my honor."

Stammering and racking his brains to squeeze out a few words, Wu Shaoyou knew perfectly well what kind of smiling tiger the "thing" sitting across from him was. His scalp was genuinely tingling now.

—Probably because the sweat had irritated his wound.

Yet when he saw the clear writing on the business card, no bigger than half a palm, in front of him:

[-Kio Hiden]

[Special Incident Observation Consultant, Tokyo]

[Top Gold Salesman for Whole-Building Air Conditioning]

[Contact Information: ----]

He had no idea why the other man had deliberately "noticed" an insignificant nobody like him. More importantly—what the hell was a "top gold salesman for whole-building air conditioning"?

But the smiling portrait on the card told him unmistakably—this really was Mephilas's personal business card!

This world was way too absurd! And if your name was Kio Hiden, shouldn't you be the president of a company with some handsome loser who yelled, "Humagears have dreams too!"?

But the college student currently staring at the card and spiraling