“There wasn’t supposed to be any level of concentration in it….”‘An item that erases presence…? What a luxury problem. People like me are dying because we don’t have any presence at all….’He recalled the blue-eyed foreigner who had handed him the horn-rimmed glasses with a voice dripping in gloom. When worn, Ha Uichan’s presence was cut in half. They were a pair of supporter glasses made by an eternal flunk-out from the Hero Support Department.Hiding near the emergency exit, Uichan put the horn-rimmed glasses back on, dusted off his clothes, and walked out naturally.He had just started walking toward his assigned seat when a massive shadow suddenly appeared around the corner without a sound and blocked his view. Uichan flinched in surprise and took a step back, only for the other person to stop as well.But they were already too close—collision was inevitable. Uichan squeezed his eyes shut right as an arm wrapped around his shoulders.“Ah, damn.”A cool scent of wind brushed against his nose. A low, resonant voice followed, and strong arms enveloped him. When Uichan looked up, he met a pair of curved green eyes.“Good thing I caught you before we collided…. Ha, I’m sorry.”“Ah, no… it’s fine. I wasn’t watching where I was going because I was in a hurry. I should be the one apologizing.”Of all people to bump into—why him? Terrified he might have been recognized, Uichan quickly lowered his gaze.The man in front of him was twice his size. Soft, curly light-brown hair. Gentle, rounded eyes. Despite his large and imposing build, his expression was calm and kind.He was a very famous person—one of Korea’s “Three Great Heroes,” the youngest to ever rank within the top ten heroes. Noatis.“Then since it’s both our fault, shall we just let it go?”Just as the rumors said, he was polite and kind to everyone. Uichan thought that if he simply apologized and walked away now, there would be no issue. Regaining composure, he tried to move out of the man’s arm by feeling for the wall behind him, but with nothing to grab, he stumbled sideways.The man, who had just withdrawn his arm, caught Uichan again with a startled expression. In the process, the glasses on Uichan’s nose slipped halfway down. Noatis blinked in surprise, glanced around quickly, and said,“Put them on. Quickly.”Uichan hurried to fix his glasses, and Noatis let out a small sigh of relief. For a brief moment, awkward silence filled the space between them. It was Uichan who spoke first.“…Th-thank you. But I should get going now.”When he bent forward to leave, a large arm barred his path. Startled, Uichan looked up—only to see the man’s hand coming toward him. Before he could react, Noatis’s knuckles lightly touched his cheek.“You feel a little warm… Are you okay?”“What? Ah… yes, I’m usually like this. It’s fine.”“You’re usually like this?”Murmuring under his breath, Noatis glanced around again. The corridor was empty and quiet; everyone else had already gathered in the banquet hall for the opening ceremony. Uichan really needed to go.“Then how about taking a short rest? The opening’s about to start anyway, so there’s nothing for you to do right now.”He really does stop to help people even in the middle of crises, Uichan thought bitterly. Is that why he’s so absurdly kind and meddlesome? It was excessive. He looked at Noatis with a mix of confusion and unease before bowing slightly again, intending to slip past him and return to his post.Noatis tried several more times to gently insist, and when Uichan repeatedly refused, he smiled awkwardly and dropped the pretense.“Excuse me for a moment.”“What—”Before the words were even out, the man lifted Uichan effortlessly, slung him over his shoulder, and turned the corner. As he passed through the hall, he smiled brightly at people and said, “He’s feeling a bit unwell.” His harmless demeanor ensured that no one suspected a thing—even though it was, quite literally, an abduction.Crossing the hall to the opposite side, Noatis opened the door to a reception room. Inside was a neatly furnished, quiet, luxurious space. He gently set Uichan down on a soft sofa, braced an arm on the armrest, and crouched in front of him.With the exit completely blocked, Uichan could only stare at the half-open door.“Why do you keep looking that way? Oh… was the door open?”Maybe he shouldn’t have looked. As if pushed by a light breeze, the door swung shut with a soft thud. Only then did Uichan’s gaze return to the man. Despite his overwhelming physique, Noatis’s face was gentle and calm, his lips curved in a mild smile.“…Thank you for bringing me here. But I’m on duty, so I should really get back.”“I’ll let them know. Just rest a bit.”“You’re part of the external security team, aren’t you? They’ll be looking for you outside…”Besides, this was the first time they’d ever spoken like this. To be precise, they had crossed paths a few times before—when he was working as Under Doom—but never as ordinary citizens.The man’s muscular arm resting on the armrest shifted slightly. Uichan clutched his horn-rimmed glasses with both hands, and the man chuckled softly. It was almost as if he were about to take them away—and sure enough, a hand brushed across Uichan’s nose and deftly plucked the glasses off.“This party’s hosted by ‘Berta,’ you know. I came in as one of the hosts to make a brief appearance for the opening ceremony. Also needed to check on the security personnel placements. So don’t worry. I couldn’t just leave someone who looks ill like that.”“How… exceptionally kind of you.”“It’s a hero’s duty.”At that, Uichan was speechless. I’m a villain, he thought. Maybe that’s why I can’t understand his mindset at all. What kind of benevolence does it take to carry off a stranger just because they “look sick,” and even relieve them from their job?What about my daily wage?As Uichan /N_o_v_e_l_i_g_h_t/ hesitated whether to ask, Noatis scratched his cheek and said,“By the way… you seem to know exactly where my assigned position is?”“……”Of course I do. When Uichan was hired as a security guard for this charity event, the first thing he’d checked was whether those three heroes would attend. Naturally, for the operation, he had memorized not only their positions but also their movement routes.Noatis twirled the horn-rimmed glasses in his hand.“Where did you get these? When you wear them, your face looks kind of blurry, but without them… well….”Worried he might confiscate them, Uichan quickly snatched the glasses back and hooked them over his ears again. But the man’s hand came back, brushing his cheek lightly as he took them away once more. Even the way he stole them somehow felt polite.“All glasses do that, don’t they? Change how someone looks, make their eyes smaller and all.”In truth, once he put them on, most people saw him as nothing more than a passing mutt and paid him no attention. Perfect for background work—but Uichan kept a straight face and pretended ignorance.“Haha, I guess you forgot which company’s heir I am.”“……”Noatis had said it lightly, smiling, but Uichan couldn’t bring himself to smile back. Noatis, heir to Berta Corporation—who in the world wouldn’t know what that meant? The man might already have deduced the glasses’ shoddy ability.“What organization are you with?”“…Why do you ask?”“Ah, sorry, that came out wrong. I’m asking so I can have you taken off the duty roster. Don’t worry, you’ll still get paid.”“You probably wouldn’t know it even if I told you….”“I’m familiar with most hero offices. Go ahead, tell me.”Uichan hesitated. It wasn’t classified information, but somehow he felt cornered—afraid of the consequences if he drew too much attention.He had run into Noatis a few times before as Under Doom, but strangely, Noatis had always shown him mercy—unlike with other villains, where he was ruthless. Uichan had never understood why.In any case, Under Doom used facial-recognition interference waves, meaning his identity wasn’t publicly known. They didn’t know each other’s true faces.Since Ha Uichan always wore his glasses, he looked utterly ordinary among crowds. Giving a fake name might cause trouble later, and Noatis was known to be thorough.After a moment’s thought, Uichan decided to answer honestly.“…‘Non-Hero.’ I’m from a small agency.”“Ah, hmm… never heard of it, honestly. I’ll make sure to report it on my way out.”The man smiled faintly. His soft, slanted eyes curved downward pleasantly, his lips forming a relaxed line. His brown hair swayed lightly as his green eyes gleamed faintly—the shade they took on when he was in a good mood. On his thick right earlobe hung three small piercings.Noatis, a top-ranked hero and one of the pillars supporting Korea at the young age of twenty. His real name: Min Noa.He was the picture of a charming man. Everything about him radiated natural warmth and privilege—an aura that said he had been loved since birth. If ever there was someone chosen by heaven, it was him.“Do you happen to know any Supporter Heroes? Whose signature is this? Looks like someone I don’t recognize.”Noa squinted at the engraved signature inside the horn-rimmed frame, having finally noticed it. Seeing that, Uichan hurriedly reached out and grabbed the glasses frame before he could take them apart. Noa obediently released them.

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