I Became a Police Officer in a Superhero Genre

The male, no, the female in male form, could for the first time in her life truly understand the meaning of the phrase “not being able to get a handle on things.”

Of course, because she possessed superior abilities in all aspects compared to ordinary people, she didn’t feel much difficulty in handling the tasks before her, but still, it was a strange sensation.

First. Unknown. The woman was feeling joy as she experienced things she had never experienced before, like a newborn baby.

The name the woman was currently using was Sai. She was the youngest detective belonging to the Special Investigation Team 1, male, ordinary citizen. Thinking of these identities she was working under, she recalled the reason she came here.

Previously, out of boredom, she had created things similar to herself as superpower users and spread them across the world. At first directly by her own hand, later by creating drugs.

The drugs were limited to drawing out powers that were insignificant by her standards, but even with just those drugs, the world fell into chaos in an instant.

Sai was quite amused seeing that sight. Doesn’t everyone have the experience of pouring hot water into an anthill or setting off firecrackers at least once? By her standards, it was just that level of amusement.

But how could this be. It was just a simple game, but in the midst of it, Sai was able to discover another ‘congenital superpower user’ with overwhelming output, though inferior to herself.

Sai was overjoyed to discover the girl called New Hope. To think she would meet a being that could be called a ‘person’ besides herself!

She was delighted and slowly infiltrated the Special Investigation Team after hiding her identity to find out about New Hope herself. And there, she met that person.

Lee Mun-su. The very person who made her feel the unknown even in trivial things now.

He was a strange man. At first, seeing him be wary of her as soon as they met, she planned to use him as bait to kill one annoying mouse below and then clean up simply.

But he, that man, was somehow strange. No, more precisely, the emotions Sai felt after seeing him were bizarre.

A man no different from others, but he’s a police officer. He has a sense of responsibility, has will, doesn’t give up, and throws his body to protect the unclear concept of justice that doesn’t even have a form.

Such a man was – too far removed from the concept of humans she knew.

Intelligence at a level that can’t be fully encompassed by the word genius, and power that transcends humans that she possessed innately.

Because these two were combined, she had viewed this world as one with only broken gears, but. The man called Lee Mun-su was a foreign substance that didn’t fit in that world.

A strange being that appeared in a world where there were no people. That drew Sai’s gaze in a different sense from New Hope, and as she kept observing and watching him, before she knew it, Sai’s mind was filled with that man.

How he walks, breathes, where he usually places his gaze, what expression he makes when bored and what face he makes when focusing on a case, what face he makes when pondering – as Sai kept watching and watching until these were engraved in her mind, eventually-

She came to have ‘interest’ in the man called Lee Mun-su as well, including New Hope.

For Sai, interest and curiosity were the driving force that made her live her life. Interest is the unknown, and the unknown is a concept that holds mysteries to be uncovered.

But this ‘interest’ she felt towards that man felt somewhat different from the interest she had in New Hope. Her heart races, her head goes blank, and the heat bursting from her chest runs through her whole body.

What change had occurred in herself? Sai used her hand just a little, expecting to see his face that she hadn’t seen until now while solving that question.

Using trash that was dying on the street, she made them create a religion called Human Center, and tried to watch his reaction by making that trash try to kill the superpower child that Detective Lee Mun-su cared about.

What she saw through the video left by that trash bishop made her heart race madly.

That unwavering appearance, that appearance of throwing his body to save the child without hesitation even knowing he would die, is deeply embedded in her head.

So deeply embedded that – she wants to see that face again many times. Not through video under the pretext of evidence confirmation like this time, but directly. Right beside him.

Harboring such desires, Sai couldn’t bear it and revealed herself directly before having a conversation with him.

Clearly this was an irrational action. It’s a great danger for her who had always been in the shadows to reveal herself.

But she couldn’t hold back. It’s not like usual where she makes a different choice out of spite with the rational and correct option in front of her due to boredom. It was because the temptation of curiosity was too strong.

She was curious why he acted so stupidly, and also curious about the reason he took care of her while being wary.

She wanted to find out what he was thinking, even if she had to use drugs. The plan to use him as bait for a worthless mouse and then discard him had long been scrapped.

As soon as Sai heard the news that Lee Mun-su had collapsed and then woken up, she threw away all the courtesy, consideration, and respect she basically showed even to the gears and went straight to find him-

“It really felt good.”

Sai smiled brightly at her original voice that burst out of her mouth without her knowing.

To make such a mistake. This is also a first but – yes, that night really felt good.

When she revealed her true appearance, he had a surprised face, but the reason for his surprise didn’t seem to be that Sai’s face was different from before.

He seemed surprised by the very fact that she had revealed her true form to him.

How ridiculous it was. How funny it was. He was tense as if he thought she would kill him, but Sai had no intention of killing him at all.

Not yet, there’s still too much she doesn’t know. So she thought she wanted to stay by his side a bit longer. Until the day this, which feels different from the ‘interest’ she felt towards New Hope, is resolved,

But he said.

‘You killed people. How can you receive forgiveness from people who are already dead? Are you an idiot?’

Sai was able to gain a great realization from that one sentence. He is a police officer, and she is a supervillain. Then the places we should be are different.

Realizing her mistake, Sai lightly erased his memory and tried to treat that night as if it never happened. Although there’s a 30% chance he’ll remember-

Sai didn’t care whether he remembered or not. No, rather, she hoped he would remember.

Without a doubt, he will keep running to arrest her, the criminal, outside of her gaze, and she will greet him at the end of that.

Therefore-

“I must do what needs to be done.”

Sai got up from her seat and quietly went to a place with no people or CCTV and took out her phone. And she ordered one thing to a dog that follows her words well.

What she needs to do is give trials, try to kill, and wield evil. And at the end of that, he will deny her words, overcome, and stand before her.

Because he has no special power, it might be difficult alone – but if New Hope is there, he’ll surely be able to do it.

For a moment. When her thoughts reached that far, Sai’s hand stopped. For reasons she couldn’t understand, when she thought of New Hope being together with Lee Mun-su in front of her – she suddenly felt irritated.

Sai felt strength entering her hand involuntarily at the indescribable unpleasantness. A sensation more unpleasant than insults directed at her or the nonsense of idiots.

But, why? The woman who was so excellent that she only saw the world as dirty gears frowned at this unnamed sensation she felt for the first time.

No matter how much she pondered, Sai couldn’t understand the reason for her pondering, so to resolve that unpleasantness, she left an additional short message.

‘[ With that thing we’re using this time. That masked one, let’s clean it up. ]’

After that, she put more strength into her hand, and the phone made a crunching sound and crumbled into dust, and the pulverized phone quietly scattered on the floor as dust.

After witnessing the incident where the lunatic who identified himself as Justice crushed two people and ran away. I naturally informed the local police officers who arrived about what I had seen and also told the Special Investigation Team members.

Until then, I thought it was quite funny that the murderous bastard who crushed people to death was babbling about being a hero with his own mouth and that he would be caught soon as an idiot, but.

After hearing from the Special Investigation Team members about what that bastard had done, I felt that he wasn’t just a crazy guy to be laughed off.

It was revealed that after I witnessed him, that bastard had gone around several places. They say that bastard piled up dead bodies and injured people on the streets wherever he went.

He completely slaughtered any thugs or thieves who picked fights with people, and even if he saw school bullies, he didn’t kill them but left them in a state where it would be better if they had died,

and they say even several police officers who were dispatched to stop that bastard lost their lives at his hands. He was already crazy enough, but this lunatic wasn’t satisfied with just that

He claimed that the murders he committed were executions of justice and that he killed the police officers who interfered with him because they were evil, and he even did an interview with a famous tow truck YouTuber and uploaded that video to YouTube, rising to the position of a star overnight.

The standards of justice he claims to protect with his own mouth are vague, and unlike Dokkaebi, he’s not an ideological criminal but a psychopath who only touches neighborhood thugs or gangsters.

School bullies, but citizens are babbling that such a guy is a real hero, refreshing, or whatever after watching his interview.

People say they like stimulating things, but isn’t this a bit too much, damn it? No matter how you look at it, he’s not a hero but an attention-seeking serial killer, what the hell is refreshing about that?

This alone is shitty enough, but what’s more infuriating is that with such attention-seeking characteristics, he’ll probably go around saying he’s a hero after seeing such public opinion.

Even if such a bastard is caught, he’ll escape through psychiatric evaluation and be locked up in a holding cell instead of prison, damn it.

Anyway. That son of a bitch was classified as a supervillain. They say the detectives are putting all their efforts into arresting the supervillain Justice.

What am I doing in such a situation, you ask? What else can a patient do but be stuck in the hospital? I’m not some passionate detective who ignores injuries and rushes to the scene.

When you can avoid it, you avoid it by any means. Anyway, that Justice bastard has been put on the wanted list, and although he seems quite strong, it’s obvious he’ll be caught easily by New Hope without being able to do anything, so I turned off my concern.

He’ll probably be caught before I’m discharged from the hospital, at least.

I thought like that and leisurely chewed nicotine gum.

As of today, it’s been two weeks since I started spending time in the hospital, my arm has now almost returned to flesh color, and the pain is almost gone.

Because I’m inherently quick to recover after injuries, the doctor even asked if I might have a regenerative superpower as I’m healing so quickly, so they say I can be discharged in about a week –

Honestly, I wish I could rest for about a month more. Lying in bed without worrying about anything is really fucking sweet.

“Ah, this is the life.”

Since the company is paying for the hospital bills due to me officially appearing on the news this time and them being conscious of the media’s eyes, there’s no need to worry about this fucking sweet situation.

All I have to do is take some medicine and lie in bed! If I could, I’d like to stay like this for the rest of my life.

As I sat near the window of the hospital lounge, enjoying the warm sunlight tickling my cheeks with my eyes closed,

someone among the patients sharing the lounge must have turned on the TV, as the familiar sound of news gently tickled my ears.

“[ Today. The government announced a new measure to reduce the rapidly increasing superpower crimes. This policy, called the ‘Ability User Training Program for Countering Special Criminals’, is it. ]”

“[ The government has judged that it’s difficult to counter the increasingly powerful supervillains with just the Special Investigation Team composed of ordinary police officers,

and announced a plan to officially employ superpower awakeners as government official heroes and deploy them to the field. However, regarding this, citizens are currently skeptical about whether the policy will be useful and how effective it will be- ]”

I snorted while blankly listening to the news content with my ears.

The content of the news was really nonsense that would likely come out of high-ranking people who don’t know the field at all, sitting in chairs and babbling.

Suddenly waking up with superpowers? Well, that’s fine. But do you think someone who was typing on a keyboard at a company until yesterday can fight well against supervillains who kill people like bugs just because they got powers?

If there’s anyone who really thinks that’s possible, they should be sent to a hospital or school. Damn it.

What? You say even if that’s the case, if they’re thinking of hiring so-called superheroes, wouldn’t they train them or something?

I swear to God. The politicians in our country are not bastards who make such common-sense judgments or have the will to sincerely solve problems. That’s probably just a show to gather votes too.

They’ll certainly do something like education for those people hired as superheroes, but it won’t be anything more than shitty reserve forces audio-visual education,

and even at a glance, there are many places to eat up the budget, so they’ll hire people in the form of subcontracting upon subcontracting upon subcontracting and won’t even give much money to people.

Additionally, it’s a characteristic of our country’s high-ranking people that they can’t leave out talking about obligations and dragging people in, then saying it’s not their problem if they get hurt.

Besides this, they’ll do a bunch of novel shit I can’t even think of, and in the end, that special criminal counter whatever will probably disintegrate too.

They say the reason comedy shows are disappearing these days is because you can just watch the news, and watching this, something that will make you laugh again will happen. Of course, it will be a hollow laugh.

More than that, something feels off in my head – Ah, right. This is an original work event I had written down in my notebook.

It wasn’t a very big event, but I think it was an episode showing that what’s important for superheroes is not power but mentality, while showing people who act recklessly calling themselves superheroes and causing big accidents –

Roughly estimating, it seems the police officers on the scene will be caught between New Hope and the government-employed heroes and have a dog’s life.

What did those government official heroes do in the original work……. Forcibly searching through hazy memories, the words that come out are like this.

Civilian violence and rape incidents, murder and body disposal, losing to ordinary criminals and supervillains and begging for help being broadcast live, attempted terrorism by some lunatics-

Yeah, as long as I’m not the only one suffering, it’s fine. I hope the bald captain and that Sai bitch take the blame and have a dog’s life. Thinking that, I leaned my body completely against the soft chair and laughed, when

The voice of the announcer who had been explaining about the ‘Ability User Training Program for Countering Special Criminals’ until just now was no longer heard, as if the TV had been turned off.

Did they turn off the TV? I glanced towards where the TV was. Then unexpectedly, the TV on the shelf was still on normally, and.

The reason the sound disappeared seemed to be because the news caster was looking at the screen with a face as if he had lost his words.

Why is that person acting like that? As I blinked and looked at the screen, the news caster, as if he had just come to his senses, started to open his mouth with an expression like he had bitten something.

“[- At the current time. The government has announced the superpower users they will employ for the ‘Ability User Training Program for Countering Special Criminals’. Among the candidates is Justice, the supervillain wanted for charges of murdering civilians and police officers, causing much controversy among citizens- ]”

“Are they idiots.”

A crazy act that even made the news caster cause a broadcasting accident! It would be even more absurd since it’s the same caster who said Justice was a dangerous guy on the news just yesterday!

Having come this far, I’m sincerely curious. What on earth are those high-ranking people thinking? Looking at it this way, it seems like they’re not thinking at all…

Ah, no. They must be thinking. The problem is that they’re probably thinking stupid thoughts that make your insides boil when you hear them.

“The news these days is really interesting, isn’t it?”

“I have low blood pressure, but I feel like I’ve returned to normal blood pressure because it’s so absurd.”

The patient who had turned on the news laughed out loud. I laughed too. I turned off the TV right away, feeling like I might get high blood pressure too if I kept watching.

No matter how stupid politicians are, the aftermath of spouting such nonsense about employing a criminal as an official government hero cannot be easily ignored.

At most a week? The special criminal counter whatever will instantly disintegrate, ignoring the original work as it has done until now.

The appearance of someone like Justice is already a different development from the original work, but – it’s not related to me who’s peacefully receiving treatment in the hospital. I just turned off my concern, but-

Surely. Damn it, surely it should have been like that, but what the fuck is going on now?

“[ Hello! Government official hero! My name is Justice! ]”

The green tracksuit lunatic I had seen before was appearing in the video playing on the smartphone.

This video was uploaded a few days after the news that he was officially a candidate for official hero, and it’s said to be the hottest video on the internet right now.

“[ I would like to express my gratitude to all the government officials for recognizing my justice and choosing me. Furthermore, before officially acting as a hero, I would like to make one request, so I filmed this video. ]”

Justice in the video was wearing a motorcycle helmet as usual, so his voice echoed, but strangely, what he was saying was clearly conveyed.

Even though he’s just been nominated as a candidate, damn it, the police are naturally pissed off seeing that bastard babbling as if he’s already been hired as an official hero. Even I’m angry, so of course they would be.

I wondered why such a guy was nominated as a candidate, but the captain said that public opinion calling that bastard a real hero beyond New Hope grew on the internet,

and the high-ranking people saw that public opinion and did it to try to gather votes somehow. You say it doesn’t make sense, it’s stupid and pathetic? I think so too.

“[ That request is! I would like to have a conversation with Detective Lee Mun-su, who can be called the representative of this country’s upright police! He would surely understand my justice! – Those of you who are quick-witted will know what I’m getting at now, right? That’s right. Because a hero definitely needs a sidekick! ]”

The nonsense ends. And the screen showed a date and place to meet.

I smiled back at the captain who was smiling at me while looking at me. It meant why are you showing me this crap.

“Hey Mun-su. If those bastards up there really try to do something with this criminal bastard, we might not be able to catch him. You know?”

“It’s the shitty point of this world that I can’t say that’s impossible. So?”

“Yeah, that’s right. That bastard was so quick and dangerous that it was hard to catch him. But listening to what he’s saying, it doesn’t seem like he’ll recklessly touch you as a sidekick or whatever, right? So-”

“So?”

“Let’s lure him in and try to catch that bastard.”

It was certainly quite a good method. Although they say they couldn’t arrest him until now because that Justice bastard was too quick and he killed police officers without hesitation if they blocked his way,

considering the power of that guy we’ve seen so far, if we set a trap and prepare tools for tranquilizer guns or neutralization, no matter how much of a supervillain he is, it would be difficult to escape easily.

In the worst case, New Hope will come, so there shouldn’t be any big problem. Then the remaining issue is that I have to buy time by talking with that bastard-

“Mun-su. When you meet that bastard, just don’t do this. Don’t swear, don’t make personal attacks like calling him a son of a bitch or an idiot, don’t insult his parents, don’t humiliate him.”

“Then I have nothing to say.”

“Right? Honestly, I thought it might be a bit too much after saying it.”

The captain laughed and I laughed along, then I took off the bandage from the half cast on my right arm that they said was about time to remove, then peeled off the plaster and threw it at the captain.

“Damn it, who’s a symbol of integrity and what sidekick!! Why did you call me?! You’re making a fuss with a patient! Really!!”

“Oh my god, damn it! This is insubordination!”

Still in the hospital! I haven’t even been discharged yet!! Honestly, my arm condition has improved a lot, but! Still, I haven’t been officially discharged yet and you’re dragging me out and throwing me into the field!!

I cursed the world but. At the words that it was an order from above, I finished preparations by the date to protect my pension and salary, and.

While officially still hospitalized, I quietly waited on the rooftop of the building Justice had mentioned.

Is it fortunate that there’s a conscientious bastard among my colleagues who asks if it’s really okay, or should I be sad that the captain has no conscience for making even a hospitalized person work?

Swallowing my tears alone, I waited at the promised time and place, but. Even after nearly 2 hours passed, Justice didn’t appear. Seeing this, my investigation team members and I were disappointed, thinking this bastard must have caught on.

I was also pondering whether to eat dinner and go in today since the hospital food doesn’t taste good, when while looking around the rooftop – I saw a person.

“……”

“……?”

In the middle of an alley a bit far away, a bleeding per, son? lying on top of a pile of trash. Perhaps they got into a knife fight while drinking?

I was a bit puzzled why the detectives spread around nearby didn’t see this person, but because it was a familiar situation, I quickly took out my phone to notify that there was a person and tried to rescue them.

But right after, as if blocking my action, a shock ran through my hand and my phone fell to the ground.

Ah shit, I haven’t finished paying off the phone installments! While being horrified at the phone that fell to the ground, I turned around to check what had hit my hand – and the scenery had changed.

“Uh-.”

“……Cough…… Ugh.”

I was on the rooftop of a building in Cheonho-dong, but now the place I’m in is the interior of a room I don’t know where. It was a very lonely-looking room except for the slightly old-looking furniture that gave off an atmosphere of someone living there.

Rather than thinking about where this is, I looked at the man who was with me. The brown-haired man dripping blood was looking at me while holding a danso flute split in half in his hand.

The man who was opening and closing his mouth as if trying to say something to me with eyes that even felt hot. But he made a sound like air escaping as if his voice was blocked and then collapsed.

Okay, this person is a superpower user. Some kind of teleportation type?

I don’t know where this is, and my phone is smashed, but. For now, I examined him to check the injured person’s wounds and give first aid.

And as I examined his condition like that, I discovered something strange. I naturally thought he had been stabbed or cut because blood was flowing profusely, but there was nothing that could be called a stab wound on this man at all.

Instead, this man’s body had bruises and blunt trauma all over as if he had been beaten up,

and the reason blood was coming out seemed to be due to bizarre wounds as if the skin on his upper body had been frozen along with frostbite and then forcibly torn off.

Of course, since I’m not a coroner or doctor, I can’t know for sure – but more than the wounds. This person’s belongings are strange.

Of course, there were no items that could identify the man’s identity, including his phone, which I had expected from the fact that he was in an alley and not a hospital with such injuries.

But there was one thing I hadn’t expected. It was the mask found in this man’s bosom. A goblin mask split in half was inside this man’s bosom-

No way, it can’t be? It can’t be. If it is, who beat this guy up to this state?
I pondered while trembling even my legs looking at the goblin mask split in half, but soon gave up and laughed.

Starting with Mina, then Sai, and now even Dokkaebi. Could I perhaps be cursed to find out about secret identities even if I hate to?

If such a curse really exists, should I go to a temple or a church? I sat down and continued deep contemplation.