Supervillain Idol System: My Sidekick Is A Yandere

Chapter 114: Chapter 114: Another Close Call (Part 4)

Don's breath came in ragged gasps as the adrenaline slowly drained from his body. He could still feel the lingering ache in his head, but the pain was fading, replaced by a sense of grim satisfaction. The creature was dead.

Amanda held onto him tightly, her body trembling with a mix of fear and relief. "Don… you… you saved us," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the crackling flames.

Don nodded, though he wasn't sure what to say. The power he had used was still unfamiliar to him, and the fact that it had surfaced in such a dire situation left him with more questions than answers. But for now, all that mattered was that they were alive.

The sound of the bunker door creaking open drew their attention. Charlie peeked out, his face pale and his eyes wide with fear. "Is… is it over?"

Amanda shot him a look of pure venom. "You coward. You locked us out."

Charlie's mouth opened and closed as he

He remained silent, his thoughts heavy as they reached the truck. Amanda, visibly shaken, turned to him and said, "We should probably not say anything to Samantha about this. She won't let the police off the hook, especially if she finds out what that bastard Charlie did."

Don was reluctant to agree. He saw this as an opportunity to get Samantha even more invested in him. But he respected Amanda's wishes and figured she had her reasons. "You're right," he said, nodding. "But what should we tell her instead?"

Amanda thought for a moment before replying, "I'll just say a mutant was loose and caused a casualty in the area, so they're investigating to see if there might be more. That way, Samantha won't be too concerned, especially if I tell her I'll be staying with you all longer. You just need to wear long sleeved shirts until your wound heals."

Don considered her plan and realized it might not be such a bad thing if Amanda stayed around the house more. It would give him more opportunities to build on their relationship. "Alright," he agreed, though he was still considering other possibilities in the back of his mind.

Amanda nodded, relieved. "I should probably go grab some more clothes from the house," she said, looking back toward her now wrecked home. "Could you check if the truck still starts? It was shaken up a bit when the police car exploded."

She handed Don the keys before heading toward the house. Don watched her go for a moment, then turned his attention to the truck. Before he could get in, his eyes caught sight of Charlie, who was in the midst of giving his report to other officers.

To Don's irritation, Charlie was even getting a pat on the back from some of his fellow officers, who were praising him for his "good work."

With his enhanced senses, Don could hear them telling Charlie how brave he was, completely oblivious to the truth. Don's eyes flickered with hate, and he clenched his fists, thinking to himself, 'Charlie will get what's coming to him. I'll make sure of that.'

He slid into the driver's seat of the truck, gripping the steering wheel as he tried to calm his anger. But the image of Charlie's smug face wouldn't leave his mind. Don knew he had to play it smart, but the urge to make Charlie pay was growing stronger by the second.