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Supervillain Idol System: My Sidekick Is A Yandere

After being wrongfully accused and killed, a young man reincarnates into a superhuman society as a third rate villain named Don, whose biggest asset is his side-kick with mental issues. With few options available to him, Don accepts the mantle of his predecessor and must now not only survive in a new and dangerous world, but also conquer it.... **Congratulations, you have died and awakened the Supervillain Idol System.** **The path to fame, fortune and world domination is yours is take!!** **Disclaimer**: This work of fiction is set in an alternate reality and is purely a product of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or events is entirely coincidental. The author has taken creative liberties with historical, cultural, and geographical elements to craft a unique and fictional world. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental

System_Department · Fantaisie
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286 Chs

Chapter 48: Meeting Friends And Family (Part 8)

Roxy turned toward the sound of the sirens immediately she heard them, her eyes widening with fear. Without a second thought, she sprinted away, leaving her friends scattered on the pavement. 

The sirens grew louder, and a police car pulled up to the sidewalk near Don. The car had a sleek, slightly futuristic design, with streamlined curves and a glossy black finish. Blue and red lights flashed on its roof, casting a glow over the scene.

A voice boomed from the car's megaphone. "Put your hands up!" 

Don then thought, 'Are you fucking kidding me?' Before slowly raising his hands while still panting heavily from the fight. The car door opened, and an officer stepped out, drawing his gun cautiously.

"Get down and put your hands behind your back!" the officer yelled, his tone leaving no room for argument.

Don tried to explain, "They attacked me—"

"Get down now!" the officer interrupted, his grip on the gun steady.