On a night when the wind and rain raged fiercely.

Seon Jayang, who was just an ordinary Citizen A at twenty-five, was feeling like death. On the one day he happened to forget the umbrella he had carried faithfully for five days, the rain poured down like a lie. He trudged through a dim alleyway where the orange streetlights flickered out, soaked to the bone by the cold rainwater.

His wet black cotton t-shirt clung to his skin, clearly revealing the contours of his muscles, and a faint mist rose like a haze over his shoulders due to the temperature difference between the cold rain and his heated body. Already a weakling by nature, a severe case of the flu had hit him, making his vision shimmer and blur. At the extreme moment when he felt he might collapse onto the pavement at any second, the power sleeping deep within his body suddenly manifested.

The problem was the location of that night and the godforsaken timing. Through his flickering vision, a hero in a shiny suit was unilaterally trampling someone. The man being beaten was actually a villain threatening the city—but to Seon Jayang, who was on the verge of passing out, only one thing was visible.

'A giant hero is beating up a poor person...'

With a dazed mind, he reflexively reached out his fingertips, and the power that exploded outward cut through the rain and struck the hero directly. Thus, he unintentionally saved the life of a poor(?) villain.

He had no idea that this small and absurd misunderstanding would twist Seon Jayang's life completely. The reaction from the villain organization was nothing short of explosive.

"The cold-blooded hidden master who appeared through the storm that night, ambushed the hero in an instant, and rescued our comrade—!"

The adoration of the organization members for the 'hidden master' who appeared like a comet was intense. His body hurt too much to explain it was a misunderstanding, and it was too exhausting to open his mouth and explain everything one by one. He just stayed quiet and sickly, but the situation snowballed, and within a year, he had naturally secured his place as an official A-rank (actual S-rank) executive villain.

However, once he actually experienced the life of a villain, it wasn't as bad as he thought. A steady salary hitting his bank account and lucrative hazard pay. He figured heroes and villains were all the same deep down, but this side, which openly claimed to be villains, was much more honest and comfortable than the heroes who spouted hypocritical nonsense about 'justice'. Besides, he found an unexpected aptitude for it. Occasionally picking an empty building and cleanly slicing through it with his dual blades made the stress in his throbbing head vanish instantly. But for the weak-bodied Seon Jayang, the value that took priority over any reward was just one thing: 'leaving on time.'

"...Ah, I want to go home. No, maybe I should just quit."

He vows to resign every morning while swallowing his pills, but even the long process of submitting a resignation letter and explaining the misunderstanding is just too tiring.

And so, the Seon Jayang of rumors, unable to quit because of the hassle, continues to run diligently toward his commute home as a villain today.