I'm a Villain [THE END]

Damian advanced his pawn on e2 to e4 at the start of a chess game against Easton. A board of chess had eight rows (“1” to “8”) and eight columns (“a” to “h”).

“Aren’t you a villain?” Easton asked to provoke and distract Damian!

“Dr. Easton, it’s your turn,” Damian replied and leaned on his armchair. He was playing chess on Easton’s balcony.

Easton moved his pawn on g7 to g6. “You killed Dent and those generals. They had family, you know, and according to astrology, it would bring a disaster.”

Damian advanced his queen on d1 to f3. “That Naze Party’s leader also had family, but people were relieved when he died. Astrology? Dr. Easton, your reasoning also has an irrelevant premise, so I cannot support it.”

Easton moved his bishop on f8 to g7. Then he chuckled and said: “Sometimes people just stick to their principle and dismiss any proper reason. That’s why any philosophical discussion, ethics, religious debate, or whatever, is bound to have no conclusion.

For that reason, I love science. Its objectivity doesn’t rely on human reasoning and honesty, but its objectivity relies on observable matters. Give them the photo of spherical Earth, and then it’s done: end of discussion. Earth is not flat, but it’s spherical like a nut.”

Damian then advanced his bishop on f1 to c4. “So you insist I did something wrong. Then let me insist that if they didn’t die, this nation would succumb to corruption or a war.”

Easton moved his pawn on b7 to b6 and blew his smoke. “Sure, Xerxes ever snatched some money, but I don’t think we have zero chance to win the election in 2268 if Xerxes is still alive.”

Damian advanced his queen on f3 to f7 and captured Easton’s pawn on f7. “Dr. Easton, sure, I have the ability to hack those humanoids, but it doesn’t mean I hacked them. You have no proof. Also, checkmate.”

Easton looked at the chess board with his mouth open. He then chuckled and said, “I cannot believe that you defeated me with this trick.”

“You are just a careless man. So, would you run for president, Mr. Asred-V's Commander? Let’s stage chaos, so you can gain people’s sympathy. Also, there is a cure for GLD, you know,” Damian offered.

Easton looked at Damian for a moment and then asked, “An antihero is a bad guy, but he has good intentions, while a villain is just a bad guy. Which one are you, Damian Ford?”

Damian put his elbows on his chair’s armrest, and then he held his right fist with his left hand in front of his neck. “Sometimes I kill people just because they have clean clothes or appetizing cyborg brains. So, do you think I’m an antihero?” he replied. “However, I won’t betray you. So don’t worry about it.”

Easton and Damian laughed together, and then Easton gave his right hand to Damian. Damian stood up and shook Easton’s hand. Then he left Easton’s residence with his car.

When Damian stopped at a red light, he saw Descartes and her gang at a venue on the left side of the street. Descartes played Verdandi's national anthem with her harmonica, while Serena near the podium watched the crowd, the simps. Damian also saw Lexi who sat on Gabe’s right shoulder near her police motorcycle and watched Descartes’ concert. Of course, there was Takeshi too among the crowd.

Fortunately, her venue is a bit far from here. Otherwise, Serena might recognize my face, and she becomes crazy, Damian thought and pressed down the accelerator pedal.

After some minutes, he arrived at Hikari’s house: it was the day for Damian to sleep in her house. He slept in his own house with Anastasia four times a week. Having two wives was troublesome, and five months had passed since Damian’s first revolution in this timeline.

Damian went inside and saw Hikari who sat on her sofa in the living room. She smiled at Damian and rubbed her belly bump with her right hand. Yes, she was pregnant. “Did you have breakfast, Damian?” Hikari asked.

Damian sat beside Hikari and held Hikari’s left hand. “I did. How are you today, Hikari?” he asked.

Hikari leaned on Damian and said, “I vomited again.”

“Damn. I’m sorry.”

“Yeah, yeah, it’s your fault.”

Hikari’s hacked humanoid watchdog then left the living room: it didn’t want to be the third wheel.

I will be a father, so I guess I have to retire as a villain, Damian thought and touched Hikari’s right hand on her belly bump.

I promise you, Hikari, I will never give you up.

I will never let you down.

I will never run around and desert you.

I will never make you cry.

I will never tell a lie and hurt you.

And I will never rikroll you.

We are going to live happily ever after.

“Oh, right,” Damian said and took out his smartphone. He then put his smartphone in front of Hikari’s belly bump.

“Damian? What are you doing?” Hikari asked.

There was a photo of Easton on Damian’s smartphone. “Is the baby kicking? You see, if our baby is a girl, I’m sure that she is going to be excited to see a DILF like Dr. Easton,” Damian explained.

Hikari chuckled and covered her face with her right palm. “Damian, that’s just reflex,” she said.

“Let’s just test it, Baby,” Damian said and showed a photo of a famous male idol to Hikari’s belly bump. “What about now?”

“Damian, it isn’t a scientific theory,” Hikari replied while she laughed.

“Come on, tell me.”

“No, my baby isn’t kicking!”

“Alright, last photo,” Damian said and showed a photo of Anastasia who wore her gray suit.

“Hm?” Hikari was surprised, and she looked dumbfounded. “Why is my baby kicking right now??”

“Wait, are you serious?” Damian asked and switched the photo with another photo of Anastasia who wore her sexy black nightgown.

“Why is my baby kicking harder?!” Hikari was so confused. “Does my baby have a thing for their stepmother?!”

Damian was shocked and also dumbfounded.

Oh, sh*t. It’s MILF TAIMU!

END