Supervillain Idol System: My Sidekick Is A Yandere

A second passed with no answer from Don. He knew it wasn't long enough to matter, but it felt like it was. Especially with the way her gaze lingered on him—steady, not quite piercing, but enough to make his brain spin in slow circles.

Not intense… but almost. And that was the problem.

He considered saying something, "well…."—but that was as far as it got. His tongue stopped there, lodged against his teeth like a brick wall.

Complimenting her figure outright? That would've been suicide. Eye-catching… sure, it was. But saying it would set fire to this careful, brittle balance.

Denying it outright? Please. They'd both know it was a lie, and she'd see right through him like glass in sunlight.

A middle ground didn't exist. Not in this conversation. Not with her.

Another second crawled by, marked by the faint crackle of embers from the fire, the low hum of the city beyond, and the muted clink of a can slightly on the side table. He felt it all—the weight of that silence hanging just above them.

Then, a small shift. An unexpected one.

Miss Claire's lips—barely—curled. Just a fraction. A quiet, amused twitch that didn't reach her eyes but softened the sharp line of her face. Her gaze drifted away, almost idly, as if letting him off the hook.

Her voice followed, light but smooth, floating through the space like it owned it. "I was only joking."

The words slid into the air, effortless, leaving Don to exhale silently through his nose. Relief, unspoken but clear, spilled into his shoulders. His fingers drummed once against his thigh, the smallest motion, barely perceptible.

He leaned back slightly, regaining what footing he could in the conversation. His voice, when it came, was dry, even.

"I didn't take you for the joking type."

He wasn't lying. Her humor, when it appeared, was dry—blunt. Winter-esque. It surprised him, and not much did.

Her response came just as evenly, a glint of challenge in her tone as she looked back at him. "And I didn't take you for the flustered type."

Her gaze held, and for a split second, Don almost—almost—considered throwing back a quip. But no. He settled on the simplest reply, letting the word sit between them like a small flag of surrender.

"Touché."

Her head tilted slightly, a silent acknowledgment, before she spoke again—voice level, but something in the way the syllables stretched hinted at a subtle shift. A lean-in, without quite leaning.

"Now that you've satisfied your curiosity, I think it's time you satisfy mine."

Her tone wasn't flirtatious. Not directly. But the way it landed—precise, edged in that serious-sultry way of hers—could've tangled any man with half a pulse. Don wasn't immune, but he played it cool. Nodded once, a short dip of his head.

"Fair enough."

The more he could keep the current moving, the better. He could only hope the question would be simple.

It wasn't.

Miss Claire uncrossed her legs slowly, a quiet rustle of fabric as she shifted her posture—more relaxed now, but no less controlled. She traced a finger along the edge of her chin, the motion idle, but precise.

Her eyes drifted toward the dark skyline, where the city lights bled faintly through the clouds like smudged ink.

"Tell me, Don," she began, voice low, smooth, a little like velvet drawn over a blade, "why does a man your age seem so eager to chase the wind? To risk life and limb in the pursuit of… growth. Wealth. Power, even. Most at your age are still clinging to comfort, unsure of the world, but you…" Her gaze flicked back to him, calm, assessing. "You're a curious case. Why is that?"

Don tilted his head, just slightly, eyes narrowing in that familiar way when gears turned behind them. His fingers tapped once—tap-tap—against his thigh before falling still.

"Well," he said, voice slow, a little rough around the edges, "I wouldn't narrow it down to a single reason. It's… a lot of things, really."

His gaze lifted toward the skyline—the distant, quiet pulse of the city caught in fog. The words came out steady, not rehearsed, but not raw either. Just… honest, in a way that barely skimmed the surface.

"Mostly… seeing the darker side of the world. People. How far they'll go. How low they'll sink. It made me realize… being a regular person is like giving yourself a fifty-fifty chance of survival." His voice trailed for a moment. "And at the time, I wasn't even that. Just… disposable. Background noise in the bigger picture."

His fingers flexed slightly on his knee, almost absentminded.

"Eventually, I had enough. I wanted to change. I wanted everything to change. And… well, with enough time and effort, it has."

It wasn't a speech. It wasn't even much of an explanation. But it was enough. Enough to fill the space, enough to give her something to parse—without handing her the full script.

Miss Claire watched him, eyes steady, not digging further. She wasn't the type to pry for the sake of it. After a breath, she shifted her gaze back toward the skyline, her voice quiet.

"Given the amount you've earned… now would be the time to slow down. To appreciate where you are." A small pause. Her tone barely shifted, but there was a note of wryness threading through. "You did, after all, just avoid what could have been… a rather problematic case."

Don exhaled, a short breath edged with a faint chuckle. He leaned back in his seat, a small grin ghosting across his face.

"You're right," he admitted, a faint arch to his brow. "Maybe I should pick up a new hobby. Like you."

It wasn't just small talk. Not entirely. It was an attempt—a careful step to move a little closer, to find that sliver of shared ground.

But before he could nudge further, Miss Claire tilted her head, eyes half-lidded in thought.

"Hmm," she muttered, her voice low but almost teasing in its own reserved way. "Would you be interested in playing tennis? I could use a partner for practice now and then. Sylvia's become far too engrossed in… other areas of life, and Victor is… well. Far too stiff."

Don blinked once, surprised. Victor. That hulking shadow who trailed behind her like a silent, breathing fortress. 'She must really trust him,' Don thought absently.

As for her offer, he didn't hesitate.

"I'd love to," he said, leaning forward slightly. "Though you'll have to teach me."

Her smile was small, contained—but it was there.

"Do not fret. Teaching Sylvia taught me… great patience." Her voice stayed light, but her gaze lingered on him, steady and faintly appraising. "Besides… I'm sure you'll be able to keep up."

The last word hung for a moment.

Then, she glanced down, raising her wrist slightly, the soft tick of her watch audible in the quiet. A subtle sigh followed, exhaled through her nose more than her mouth.

"Well," she said, straightening slightly. "Thank you for the insightful conversation. But I think it's time I return to my work."

Don nodded once, smooth and composed. "Of course."

He watched her stand—controlled, fluid—and caught the way her gaze lingered briefly on the city before turning. The air seemed to shift with her absence, like a faint pressure leaving.

Don let out a breath he hadn't realized he was holding before standing up himself.

He didn't say it out loud, but the thought lingered. 'That… went better than expected.'

But before he could get into step beside her, a system prompt appeared in front of him.

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Don – Profile (Updated)

Net Worth: ~$89,993,000 (after minor expenses and rounding down)

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Supervillain Profile

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Supervillain Name: The Predator

Idol Name: ??

Sidekicks: 1

Supervillain Reputation: [0 → 0] (No change)

Idol Reputation: [0 → 480] (massive spike after public rescues, redemption narrative)

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Points System

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Villain Points (VP): [10 → 10] (No change)

Idol Points (IP): [600 → 1020] (+420, because people love a good comeback story)

Aura: [2734 → 3150] (+416; from cumulative redemption + aura gains through miscellaneous acts)

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Core Aura Status

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Passive Aura Pressure: No real change. Still the human equivalent of a storm at a funeral.

Aura Gaze:

[40% flinch chance → 60% flinch chance] (Subconscious fear effect buffed. Weaker individuals now 60% more likely to submit, flinch, or avoid confrontation when making eye contact.)

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Abilities (Expanded)

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Enhanced Superhuman Senses (Level 4)

Description: Sensory perception operates beyond human limits, bordering on predatory.

Applications:

Visual Acuity: Can spot subtle movements, read microexpressions, and detect hidden objects within a 200m range. Your eyes adjust to various light levels—can see in near-darkness with moderate clarity.

Auditory Range: Can isolate specific conversations in crowded areas up to 100m away, filter background noise, and detect subsonic frequencies like mechanical hums or electronic signals.

Olfactory Sensitivity: Smells guilt—literally. Emotional states produce distinct chemical traces, allowing you to sense fear, stress, or deception in close proximity.

Limitations: Sensory overload possible in chaotic environments; prolonged use in high-stimulation areas leads to headaches and sensory fatigue.

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Advanced Regeneration (Level 4 – CAPPED)

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Description: Your body heals at an accelerated rate, allowing you to recover from injuries that would leave most people incapacitated.

Applications:

Minor Injuries: Cuts, bruises, and superficial wounds close within minutes.

Moderate Trauma: Broken bones mend within hours. Deep tissue damage requires several hours to a day, depending on severity.

Limb Restoration: Partial limb regrowth possible (e.g., fingers, toes) over multiple days. Full limb restoration remains impossible at this stage—evolution required.

Caveats: Cannot heal fatal injuries (e.g., decapitation, heart destruction). Regeneration is metabolically taxing—requires caloric intake and rest.

Status: Evolution capped; requires 500 VP/IP to unlock next tier.

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Intermediate Telekinesis (Level 2)

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Description: Your telekinetic ability allows manipulation of objects via focused mental effort.

Applications:

Sustained Control: Can hold or manipulate up to 100kg for 5 minutes before strain triggers (e.g., vending machines, small vehicles).

Burst Capacity: Can briefly exert force on objects up to 2500kg (~2.5 metric tons) for 1 second before triggering immediate strain (headaches, nosebleeds, temporary sensory impairment). Useful for emergency throws or deflections.

Precision Work: Can manipulate small objects (≤10kg) with fine control—e.g., assembling machinery, disarming weapons, manipulating wires.

Limitations:

Can only focus on up to 5 objects at once with fine control; more than that leads to loss of precision.

Line of sight or mental visualization required—cannot manipulate objects outside of known positions.

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Reinforced Durability (Level 3)

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Description: Your body is built to endure punishment far beyond normal human limits.

Applications:

Impact Resistance: Can withstand high-speed vehicle collisions, falls from multi-story heights, and blunt force trauma.

Blast Tolerance: Capable of surviving minor explosions (e.g., grenades, small fuel tanks) with moderate to severe injury but remains functional.

Blunt Trauma: Resistant to concussive forces—can take punches from enhanced humans without going down.

Limitations:

Vulnerable to piercing and slashing damage—knives, bullets, and blades still pose a significant threat.

Damage accumulates—prolonged exposure to high-impact situations will eventually overwhelm durability.

Idol Path Active [New Addition] – Unlocked via redemption arc; renables public influence abilities.

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Traits

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Unfazed (Gold) – Fear effects nullified. Immune to intimidation. Emotional manipulation reduced 50%. (No change)

Manipulator (Evolving) – +15% persuasion boost when accused, scrutinized, or confronted. Next evolution requires successful high-stakes manipulation. (No change)

Redeemed Figure (Silver) [NEW] – When past actions are reframed positively, gain temporary rep & trust boosts. A PR dream's wettest dream.

Rising Star (Bronze) [NEW] – +5% chance of generating viral buzz after public heroism. #DonSavesTheDay trending incoming.

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Skills

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Vanguard Tree

Enhanced Shielding (Silver) – Absorbs up to 300 damage for 8 seconds. (No change)

Forceful Strike (Silver) – Area knockback, minor destruction. (No change)

Combat Reflexes (Gold) – Dodge/counter moves trigger automatically. Reaction time doubled. (No change)

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Tactician Tree

Tactical Advance (Silver) – Battlefield scan for 60 seconds; highlights enemy weak points & escape routes. (No change)

Deceptive Flurry (Silver) – Creates afterimages to confuse opponents. (No change)

Precise Strike (Gold) – +50% damage to weak points with 80% success rate. (No change)

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Public Influence Tree (UNLOCKED)

Charismatic Presence (Silver) [LOCKED → UNLOCKED] – +20% trust gain from public acts. People eat up the "fallen hero" story.

Media Savvy (Bronze) [LOCKED → UNLOCKED] – Insights into manipulating media narratives.

Fan Appeal (Bronze) [LOCKED → UNLOCKED] – Aura gains boosted when heroism goes viral.

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Trust Status (Updated)

Samantha: 48 → 58 ("Emotionally supportive, publicly proud.")

Summer: 32 → 50 ("Confused loyalty → Rebuilding trust.")

Gary: 42 → 52 ("Unspoken doubt → Cautiously optimistic.")

Tori: 12 → 30 ("Thinks you did it → No longer hostile. Reluctantly impressed.")

Donald: 25 → 38 ("Still rooting, now quieter about it → Wants to believe the best.")

Amanda: 44 → 50 ("More amused than alarmed → Supportive of the change.")

Charles: 87 → 92 ("Alliance reinforced → Fully aligned, sees potential.")

Claire: 5 → 15 ("Hasn't cut you off → Wary but intrigued.")

Elle: 100 → 100 (Unshaken. Still possibly insane.)

Sylvia: 30 → 45 ("Watching → Hopeful.")

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Hatred Levels (Updated)

Harold Barclay: 92 → 95 ("Wants you erased from history → Wants your soul bottled and sold on the black market.")

Andrew Barclay: 85 → 90 ("Family grudge → Wants to personally deliver your obituary to the media.")

Starboy: 87 → 93 ("Still dreams about knocking you out → Loathes that you're the public's new obsession.")

Mr. Xiao: 60 → 50 ("Cold vengeance → Thinks you're marketable. Will exploit your 'redemption' arc for profit.")

SHQ Internal Board: 65+ → 75 ("They don't hate you → Actively dislike you, but tolerate your presence because you bring in too much attention.")

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Evolution Needs

Advanced Regeneration Evolution: 500 VP/IP required