73 Chapter 73

A sharp blade turned into a silver light and almost cut the throat of a professional hero, who just jumped back.

Blood followed after the trail of the sword. The professional hero landed on his feet and held his own throat.

Stain smirked as he held the grip of his sword and looked at the fake hero, the disguising person who takes his title as a job instead of some sort of a holy mission.

"Stain!"

The hero growled at him and dashed as light covered his own fist.

Stain smirked. His red eyes scanned the running fake hero.

He held the grip and aimed the blade to his own mouth.

Stain extended his tongue, not seeming to care about the hero who was dashing toward him. He then licked the blood, which got on the tip from the hero, in their earlier clash.

The hero clenched his fist and jumped high, ready to get rid of this serial killer, who had been killing and hunting heroes down for some time.

But the moment Stain licked the blood, the hero felt limp all of the sudden.

All of his body turned numb and got paralysed!

He fell on the ground as Stain was looking down at him, playing with his katana sword.

The hero seemed to realise that he has fucked up. He couldn't move or use his ability as Stain was about to kill him.

The pro closed his eyes. This can't be happening to him. He had barely started working, and he has a sick wife who's fighting cancer. He needed to come back alive with his first payment as a pro hero, so he would pay the fees.

But his body refused to move as he was facing death.

"Heroes like you are fakes, who are expecting something in return for doing their job. You are a shame for what a hero means. Fake likes you should be annihilated."

Stain said with a chilly voice. He walked around the hero while playing his sword.

Stain had some disdain in his tone.

He hated the kind of these people, who didn't match his picture, the ideal picture of the heroes.

To him, such kind of scum doesn't deserve to live.

The hero down begged for his life. But Stain here is carrying the responsibility of cleaning the society.

He mercilessly raised his sword and stabbed the fake hero in the chest, until he no longer could move.

When the people later would see the sword mark on the dead hero, they would think of him, Stain, the Hero Killer.

He took his sword back and started moving around the narrow street. Not walking, but jumping on the roofs and between the buildings, like a ninja.

Stain, as he was moving, suddenly stopped next to a window, where someone was watching the replay of Sports Festival.

Stain flinched as he stopped and looked at the TV again.

He had already seen this, and he wanted to see it again.

It was a good show, to see a real hero, such as All Might, doing his job to save people.

Yet, some part of the Sports Festival this year was disguising.

Here it is starting. Stain was watching on the screen.

This year, there was an outstanding UA student, who could clearly class first. At first, he had shown some qualities by helping fellow students crossing the line. However, the show became shit show when the villains attacked and revealed themselves.

That Lee, who had the strongest Quirk in the festival, revealed himself to be a coward.

When the villains had attacked, what did he do?

Instead of trying to help, he went down to hide inside the stadium, like a coward, and let a random woman from the audience guarding him.

This is a fake student hero who puts himself on the top of the others.

"Tsk." Stain clicked his tongue as anger was overwhelming him.

How can such a person become a hero?

Lee's obviously all fake as well.

This was the kind of people he hated after all.

They were worse than the villains he had read on the comics. They worth nothing. What's the worth of a coward who has the power to show off but escape and run away while letting others clean his mess?

'How can the hero society degenerate this much!'

To Stain, this was unacceptable.

For his whole life, he had been struggling, and feeling sorry for what society had become, as the hero name was no longer holy but treated as some sort of job.

Stain was angry. But if there is a good thing, it would be how All Might, in the stadium, had made an appearance and fought villains to the death.

'All Might…'

He felt sorry for a true hero to teach such fake corrupted seeds. They don't deserve him. On the TV's screen, a female reporter started to talk and say that Lee and other students had got through this and everything is under control, before switching the screen to the principal of UA, who made an apology and said that they would raise the security of their school.

'Lee…'

Stain was still looking at the TV. His eyes were radiating killing intent.

'Fake heroes and all of those who are going to become one must perish.'

A crazy bloodlust took over his red eyes.

Very soon, the woman inside of her apartment turned off the TV, and looked at the window, to freeze from fear when she saw Stain glancing at her.

Stain had no interest in conflicting with the civilians, as he was just a guy who's fighting for the greater good.

"Now that guy is on the field. I'll have the chance to dirty my hand and clean the community."

The crazy hero killer Stain jumped away and started running at the roof while holding his sword, looking for any hero who may slip and get inside a narrow place.

Very soon, he stopped when he saw a dark fog and a young man appearing from there.

The white-haired young man was so pale that he looked like a paper. He approached Stain and said that he has an offer, for the sake of the bigger picture. Stain didn't know the guy but decided to follow him anyway.

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