I Became the Cute One in the Troubleshooter Squad

I had been lucky enough to never be shot in my entire life.

In my previous one, I lived in a country where hearing gunshots was rare, and in this world, as long as I didn’t let my guard down, I had ➤ NоvеⅠight ➤ (Read more on our source) the power to deflect bullets with ease.

So my understanding of being shot—“it hurts”—was based entirely on theory. It was laughable to claim I understood something I had never experienced, but when you have no reference, all you can do is imagine.

A bullet shreds your skin and muscles, leaving lasting damage. Of course it’s going to hurt.

That’s why, even now that I had a special power, I still feared bullets. That fear was exactly why I’d gone to such lengths to avoid getting shot.

But right in this moment, that fear had dulled. I was too busy trying to process what Raven had just said.

—"It’s a special serum that erases psychic powers. It’ll hurt like hell, but... you’ll become an ordinary human."

A serum that erases psychic powers? It felt completely unreal.

I had never once considered that idea since arriving in this world.

If something like that existed, it would've shown up in the original story. No, maybe this was part of the butterfly effect I’d caused without realizing.

Let’s say it was real. Then what?

I’d be back to being just an average person with no power. I didn’t have magic. I wasn’t superhuman. I’d be helpless.