Villain Retirement

Chapter 69: Nice

"You can do this, Nuclear Baby…

…Let's do this!"

With Hannah hyping herself up, the fire that engulfed her entire body grew even stronger; almost distorting the air around her.

But before the ground beneath her could start to boil, a thunder erupted in the air as her body was instantly thrown through the air and above the towering buildings surrounding her.

"There, there… and there," she then muttered as her eyes quickly scanned the surrounding area; checking the buildings near to her that had yellow flags attached to them. She then propelled herself to the nearest Safe Building, before surveying the area for any citizens that might be in distress.

"H… help! Someone, please help me!"

But before her eyes could even land on one, a scream whispered into her ears from the distance. She quickly tried to search where the cries were coming from; however, with all the other noise persisting in the air, she was having trouble determining its exact location.

But finally, after a few more turns of her head, she saw a citizen running on the street; a yellow band attached to her arms.

"I got you," Hannah muttered before leaping from the building; but alas, before she could even propel herself towards the civilian's position, she saw a blur dash towards the screaming man.

"What…"

It was only for a brief moment, but Hannah was able to see who the blur was when it carried the citizen away. She could not recognize the student's costume, so it was probably someone from another Academy.

"..." Riley, however, who was watching from above, recognized who it was. It was one of the students from the South Africa Mega Academy that he had the pleasure of meeting last night, Duma.

Some students of SAMA used their real names as their superhero names, and Riley could not help but think what a fitting name Duma is for a Sprinter. But quite an odd choice to join the Rescue event rather than the Race event.

"Oho! Did you catch that, my dear audience!? Not even a minute has passed and someone has already managed to rescue a citizen in distress!" Ben continued to host the event, "But what's this? I think the citizen was uncomfortable during the rescue, that's only half a point!"

"Tch, fuck," Hannah could only shake her head as someone else got to her target first. With a Sprinter joining the event, her chances of going to the next round became even slimmer.

"S… someone, please help!"

Her dismay was cut short, however, as another scream whispered into her ears. Her eyes once again scanned the area like a hawk. But they did not need to search for long, however, as the owner of the cries was on one of the rooftops in the building near Hannah.

And so, without even any hesitation, an explosion erupted from Hannah's back, almost molding into the shape of a wing as it propelled her straight towards the roof. But as soon as one of Hannah's feet landed on the roof, any traces of the blazing flame that engulfed her entire body withered away almost instantly.

She then rushed towards the distressed citizen; running and not using any of her abilities.

"Are you hurt?" She then quickly asked as she crouched beside the crying woman. Whoever chose the role of the civilians for this event should get a raise, Hannah thought as she watched the tears falling from the woman's face.

"My… my leg," the woman then whimpered.

Hannah then immediately checked on the woman's leg, only to find it covered in blood.

"..." But if one were to take a closer look, it was only obviously a red marker. The Academy had the time to invest in indoor buildings and such… but not fake blood?

With all these unnecessary thoughts circling in her mind, Hannah quickly shook her head as she tried to talk to the woman.

"Can I borrow this?" She then said before ripping a part of the woman's clothes.

"W… what are you doing?"

"Please don't move from here," Hannah gestured to the woman to calm down, before walking towards the edge of the roof. Flames then began to trickle from her hands as she grabbed on the railings, melting parts of it instantly.

The woman could only watch as Hannah returned to her side, now with a steel bar in her hands.

"This might hurt a little… or not," Hannah then said as she proceeded to wrap the woman's leg with the cloth Hannah ripped from her. And as for the steel bar, she used it as a tourniquet to stabilize the woman's fake injured leg.

And as soon as the woman saw this, a smile could not help but form on her face.

"Okay," Hannah nodded to herself before looking at the woman straight in the eyes, "Don't panic and just relax, okay?"

"Eh?"

And before the woman could even wonder what Hannah was going to do, she suddenly lifted her up like she weighed nothing-- and this is without using her abilities.

"Ooh!"

And as for the audience, they were all focused on what Hannah was doing… or rather, at her voluptuous and perfectly toned butt, which seemed to be the focus of the drone following her.

"Nice… Very nice!"

"Go, Nuclear Baby! We love you!"

The cheers continued as all of the students had one single thought-- whoever was managing the drones should be given a raise.

"Oh, what happened!?" The students then all let out hums of disappointment as the drone suddenly zoomed out.

"..." Riley, who was looking at the screen, could not help but let out a sigh as he slightly flicked his hand, making sure that the drone doesn't get too… comfortable with her sister anymore.

"Please hold on, okay?" Hannah then said with a very reassuring tone as she carried the woman, "I am going to jump from the building and get you to safety, is that alright with you?"

"...What?"

And before the woman could even answer, Hannah ran to the edge of the building, hopping on the railings before leaping from the building; denting the rails as she did so. And as she did all this, she did not activate her abilities even once.

"E… Eh? Eeeh!?"

The woman she was carrying could only yell as their glorious ascension slowly turned into a slow fall. But before she could close her eyes and start to pray, they once again started to ascend, this time at a much calmer pace.

"Sorry about that," Hannah then said; the flames in her feet flickering as they tried their best to propel Hannah as softly as possible. And finally, after a few more flickers, Hannah was able to bring the woman to a safe zone.

Hannah then gently dropped the woman on the roof, but instead of immediately leaving to find someone else to rescue she crouched down beside the woman; checking the fake injury on her leg.

"Will you be alright on your own?" Hannah then said after fixing the wrap on her leg. She then took in a small nervous gulp as she waited for the woman's response.

And after a few seconds of excruciating suspense, the woman raised both his thumbs,

"Go and rescue more people, hero," the woman said as she smiled, "Thank you."

And as soon as Hannah saw that, a smile also slowly crawled on her face.

"No problem," she then said before once again leaping from the building.

"Did you see that people!?" Ben's loud voice once again reverberated throughout the entire coliseum,

"2 Thumbs up, that means double points! Oh, what's that? Why am I only focusing on people in my Academy? Oh, boohoo, why don't you go and host, then? Ohohoho!"

"..." Riley, who was focused on the screen allotted for his sister, could not help but let out a small but deep breath. He glanced at it for one last time, before turning to leave.

"Where are you going, I thought you'd stay and watch until it's over?"

"I… have some personal matters to attend to, Katrina," Riley breathed out, "I'm sure my sister will go through the next round now. Is it okay to leave you here?"

"Sure," Katrina shrugged, causing her large breasts to jiggle, "They seem too busy watching to cause any troubles anyway, I'll be fine."

"Okay…

...Thank you."

***

"Good morning."

"What the!?"

And after a few minutes, Riley now finds himself inside a room; filled with nothing but monitors that played the events of the Festival; and in front of all those monitors…

...was his father, Bernard Ross, aka, Whiteking.

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