I’m Planning to be Killed by the Heroine

As expected, is a director truly a director?
Maybe it’s because she’s in charge of the Association’s high-ranking bureaucracy, or perhaps she has some special ability.
Or it might just be good intuition.
“Wow. How did you know it was me?”
“…..”
“Hm?”
“….Only you have such eyes.”
What’s wrong with my eyes? But I couldn’t think of anything to refute.
“If the Director knows, then the Association President must have figured it out long ago.”
“Anyone who remembers the massacre era would have noticed.”
“Really? I haven’t met many people who recognize me.”
The news coverage, people starting to recognize this appearance, it all began from that day when I first met Erica in the factory district.
Before that, in other words, there was no one who looked at this girl and recognized her as ‘Aureli’. Thanks to that, the fearless Awakened Ones who rushed at me were good prey.
“I think the Director just has good intuition.”
“For a Hunter, it would be strange not to know the magical power levels of the being right in front of you.”
Internal magical power.
So that’s what it was.
I was worried about stat decreases after becoming a woman, but it seems there weren’t any changes.
So that’s why she was answering while watching my reactions.
“If it was a level you could subdue, you would have jumped out of your seat, Director. But since you’re sitting quietly, I guess what you’re saying is true.”
“……”
The Director’s expression twisted with anger. Looking at it this way, even with the same expression, Erica seems prettier.
I threw the man I was holding onto the floor and dusted off my hands.
“I’d appreciate it if you didn’t make such a scary face.”
“……What’s your business?”
I looked around for a moment. Several Hunters had drawn their weapons and were pointing them at me. Their expressions were as hostile as could be, and they also looked tense.
Well, I guess that’s right. If you’ve stepped into the Hunter profession, you should be prepared for this much.
“I don’t really want to talk here.”
“……”
“Would you, Director, want to sit quietly and speak obediently among those who are desperately trying to slit your throat right now?”
When you can’t even kill me. Unless you can tear my limbs and heart to shreds to the point where I can’t regenerate completely, it’s all futile.
“I’d like to be in a quiet, secluded place where we can have a cigarette and cake in our mouths together. We can talk after that.”
While I’m very aware of my own position, I couldn’t help but have personal feelings towards the Association.
The Director bit her lip.
It looked painful.
The place I followed the Director to was an outdoor space with a view.
It wasn’t the rooftop, but seemed to be a space specially prepared for relaxation on the top floor.
With glass walls on both sides, flowers and plants were decorated in one corner as if imitating a small garden, and the floor appeared to be covered with artificial turf.
Not bad, the atmosphere is nice too.
Above all, it’s quiet.
“How did you know I like chocolate cake?”
On the table hastily made with magic stones was a small piece of cake, convenient to eat like a dessert.
“….Why did you spare Erica?”
“I was going to kill her. But circumstances didn’t allow it.”
I can’t kill more than three people a day.
“Ah, is she perhaps a Ranker?”
“That’s right.”
“Well, Gates are tough these days.”
To the point where even Rankers and high-tier Awakened Ones are needed.
“So I wanted to help you a bit.”
“……Help?”
“Gates aren’t the only problem right now, are they?”
Her expression was full of suspicion, as if wondering what I was suddenly talking about.
I scooped up a spoonful of cake with a small mini spoon. It was delicious.
It would be perfect if there was an iced Americano too.
“The criminal organization, it seems like they’re plotting something these days. I think you, as the Director in charge of Gyeonggi-do, would know.”
“……I suppose so. What about it?”
“I’ll.”
I made a gun shape with my hand.
“Bang bang.”
No, that’s not right. I don’t use guns much, so a knife?
“Slash slash.”
I waved the spoon around in the air.
“Go and do it.”
“……”
For a moment, embarrassment overcame me. But I endured it and smiled brightly.
“It’s quite… a strange feeling that such gestures don’t feel out of place at all now that I’ve become a woman.”
“……What are you plotting?”
The Director glared at me. Her red eyes turned black along with her pupils.
“Wow, do you not trust me?”
“……”
“Well, I guess that’s understandable. Even I think I’m a crazy woman. Just during the spirit realm extermination era, I massacred hundreds of humans, carried out large-scale terrorist attacks on Association headquarters and branches, and even had a standoff and hostage situation with government agents for dozens of days.”
I put the spoon down on the plate.
“But you know, I’ve never once told a lie. At least not in front of our righteous Association people.”
“So in short, you’re saying you’ll clean up the entire criminal organization? And you want us to believe that?”
“That’s right!”
Her hostile face started to frown. If you just listen, it’s a good opportunity from the Director’s perspective. A top-tier Ranker saying they’ll single-handedly destroy a gang of criminals who might be plotting who knows what.
Especially in a world where Gates are rampant.
But at the same time, it comes with a huge risk.
“I’ve run short on nutrients. I need high-quality blood. Of course, innocent citizens don’t satisfy me. Ah, but I can’t kill indiscriminately!”
“…..”
“So the method I came up with is eradicating criminal organizations. We should remove those bad guys who disrupt law and order from society, right? Right?”
Her face became even more ambiguous. I suddenly wondered how far her facial control would break down.
“So I want to negotiate. It’s simple. Just help with the investigation. Like hideouts or bases.”
Lack of nutrients, high-quality blood, removal from society.
Well, of course, it’s all lies.
I have enough blood, and I don’t care whether criminals run rampant in society or not. But I can’t say in front of the Director, “I need blood from corpses because I have a use for it.” She would obviously be suspicious.
So I presented the Director with an ultimatum at this crossroads. Either accept my proposal and ease the burden of maintaining public safety in the city, or express refusal here and turn me into an enemy.
Actually, I don’t know how the second path would turn out. At least from the Director’s perspective. Couldn’t I suddenly pull out a knife and say, “Then you’ll have to die here”?
“But if I suddenly insert myself into your existing plans, that could cause problems in itself. Putting a currently wanted top-tier Ranker on a team for eradicating criminal organizations, it’s an image problem too. If I were you, I’d probably object.”
I pulled the chair with a screech and stood up from the table.
“Well, think about it slowly. I hope for a good result…..”
“……Erica.”
“Yes?”
The Director put both hands on the table and interlocked her fingers.
“Originally, Erica was the main player for the criminal organization side. She oversaw everything – the field team, the operations, and the combat.”
Her red eyes turned towards me.
“I’m not Erica’s direct superior. It’s the Association President. Since she came down from headquarters to the branch, our departments are different, so my will and judgment won’t have much influence. I’ll just provide manpower and means.”
Does she think she’s not even standing at a crossroads, but was outside the path to begin with?
“What? If you have no influence, what am I supposed to do? I came all this way for nothing.”
If what she’s saying is true, I can understand the Director’s position.
It’s already overwhelming to oversee the inner and outer regions of Gyeonggi under the title of Director.
And then headquarters sends a Ranker. She probably assigned the work without caring who that person was.
“So….. You’re saying it has nothing to do with you. Talk to Erica….. Is that what you mean?”
“That’s right.”
Is this all for nothing? It really was a wasted trip. Whether her words are true or not, is she saying she won’t express her opinion?
She has no intention of helping. And no intention of not helping.
Did I come all this way just to eat a piece of chocolate cake?
I took out a pack of cigarettes from my pocket. I lit a fire in the air and held the cigarette to it. Hazy smoke rose and the acrid scent irritated my nose.
The cigarette tastes bitter today. No, was it always bitter? I don’t know since I didn’t smoke much.
Anyway, since she’s made it clear it has nothing to do with her, I don’t think she’ll tell me even if I ask what her position is…..
“Can I ask you one thing?”
“Of course. Go ahead.”
“What wind has blown in?”
I looked around for a moment. I could see a faint barrier had been set up.
“You, who would normally smash a few Hunters and drag them here to attempt a negotiation disguised as a threat, are quietly having a conversation over cake and cigarettes.”
“When you put it that way, I really was trash, wasn’t I?”
It couldn’t be helped. A year ago, at that time, everything visible to me was prey and a source of blood. As someone who had to fight the dogs of the Association and government every day, I needed a stronger knife.
Is that still true now?
I’d rather brainwash myself. To believe it’s not like that now.
“Just, well.”
I dropped the cigarette on the ground and crushed it. Since it was artificial turf, the different material meant there was no danger of the floor turning into a sea of fire.
“The iced Americano tasted good.”
The Director said nothing.
“I chewed on ice instead of people.”
I tried, but the result was minimal. The ice was crushed, but the ice particles flowed into the coffee.
“Ah, would you like a cigarette too, Director?”
“Not necessary.”
“I wasn’t going to give you one anyway. My cigarettes are precious.”
Wow. A cold gaze and expressionless face.
Scary.