My SuperVillain System: Building Legion of SSS-Ranked SuperHeroines Chapter 95 - Cruxius Got Caught

"Hero Association might’ve sent soone from the middle ranks, if I’m guessing right..."

Cruxius’s thoughts paced alongside him as he moved through the hollow corridor of the train. Dim lights flickered above, casting the tallic walls in stuttering gold. His boots clicked against the blood-sared floor, leaving dark half-prints behind—footsteps of the orchestrator, not a participant.

Hands deep in the pockets of his coat, he walked like a man with nothing to fear. Because he didn’t.

Ytrisia and Darithi were ahead, and if any poor soul from the Association had dared step into their reach—well, they weren’t walking out whole. Darithi didn’t know restraint. Ytrisia sotis rembered to care.

He inhaled the coppery scent of aftermath. Then—

"Haah... So, is this done, girls—"

He pushed open the door and stopped. The words died in his throat. Dead silence.

There, inside the compartnt, four figures locked in tension. Two of them his—Ytrisia and Darithi—silent and poised. And across from them...

Eventide. Rough around the edges, tense. Her suit scraped, one shoulder hanging by threads.

And beside her—

Her.

Sugar.

Frozen. Wide-eyed. Her lips parted like she wanted to say sothing but forgot how. Her gaze was fixed on him—no, not him. His posture. His stance. The way he entered the room like he owned it. Hands in pockets. Mask gleaming. Arrogance curled into the way he tilted his head.

She knew.

He saw it. That flicker of recognition. The puzzle pieces snapping together in her eyes.

Cruxius blinked once.

’What the fuck is my ex doing here?’

Technically, she wasn’t. He never let her go, not really. But until he could make her fall in love with him again, he had to give her so placeholder title.

Her voice broke the silence, barely audible, shaky in a way that didn’t suit her at all.

"C-Cruxius...?"

The na dropped like a stone in water. It wasn’t just recognition—it was confirmation. She had been suspicious. But now, seeing him like this... there was no doubt.

And beside her, Eventide’s eyes flinched.

The na Ytrisia had whispered earlier in that venom-laced tone—"Eventide." It had tugged at her mory then. Sothing half-forgotten, from the hospital raid months ago. The woman she’d fought there... cold, vicious, overwhelmingly strong. She hadn’t known the na at the ti.

But now—Sugar’s whisper landed. Cruxius.

A second realization stabbed into Eventide’s gut.

This wasn’t just any villain cell. This was his. This whole thing.

She turned slightly toward Sugar, her brows drawn tight, but before either of them could speak—

CLANK.

"KURGHH—!!"

A flash of tal. A vibrating blur. A sound like a giant tuning fork slamming against reality.

Darithi moved.

Sugar didn’t.

She couldn’t. Too much—too fast. Her body frozen in place, her pupils wide as she stared at the incoming blade. It glinted in her eye. A perfect reflection of death, honed and imdiate.

Darithi’s movent hadn’t co from hate. It was instinct. Protection. She saw the look on her master’s face—saw that unfamiliar crack in his composure, saw the mont his world shifted—and she panicked. The identity of her master couldn’t be revealed. Not now. Not like this.

Even if it ant blinding soone.

But just before the blade could slice—

BANG.

The shot was thunder.

A single bullet tore through the air, hitting Darithi’s sword mid-swing. tal shrieked as it flew from her grip, ricocheting violently off the walls before slamming into the far corner. It rattled once. Then silence.

Darithi stumbled back, not out of pain—but shock. Her head turned sharply, eyes behind the mask locking onto him.

Everyone froze.

Even Ytrisia tensed slightly. Eventide stepped instinctively in front of Sugar, eyes burning. Sugar’s breath caught in her throat, her legs weak.

And in the center of the room, Cruxius stood. One arm raised. Desert Eagle still aid.

His fingers didn’t tremble. His stance didn’t shift.

But the room felt colder.

His voice tore the silence.

"Don’t hurt her."

Not a warning.

A command.

Heavy. Absolute. Crackling with fury and sothing else—sothing possessive.

Or at least he tried to act possessive, like a person who loved deeply but was cornered into betraying soone. Yet in his heart, he carried the burden and love for the one whom he betrayed.

Because to be honest, he just got caught on the first day of his introduction to this world as a supervillain, and clearly, his identity was revealed.

So, forget his plan to give an introduction; here, Sugar herself gave one.

With his mind taken over, his voice cold, his hands clenched and face turned to that of a predator awakening after seeing soone close to his heart getting hurt, he declared.

"....She is Mine."

’!?’

Sugar’s lips parted, but no sound ca. She couldn’t look away.

Darithi stood frozen, confused—not by the shot, but by the reason. She’d moved to protect him, hadn’t she? Why had he stopped her?

But his eyes never even flicked toward her.

They were locked on Sugar.

And sothing unspoken pulsed behind that mask. ’...Oh, I see,’ Darithi seed to understand her master’s intentions. As if looking into a mirror, she knew all too well, prompting her to instantly give a backflip to distance herself from Sugar.

’No, is he repeating the sa mistake again?!’ Sugar, on the other hand, was clearly shocked, her mind recalling the past life where this man now standing in front of her chose a path where he was, just like before, alone in handling the duty that belonged to the Hero Association.

He was alone, trying to act undercover as a supervillain to protect humanity.

A selfless man whom she loved... loved until the day he betrayed her.

"Darithi and Ytrisia, let’s leave. I will find so other ti to complete our task," Cruxius said, looking towards Sugar, rembering how to manipulate her, given she was, in the end, a superheroine who had acted as an undercover supervillain, making excuses and countless plans, and had portrayed himself as a lone wolf—a fighter who was walking a path away from the corruption within the Hero Association and the evils of supervillains to save humanity.

Just a cliché dramatic story he needed to impress a cold superheroine nad Sugar.

So at least he would have an excuse not to escape as far as he was in this getup.

"Y-yes," Ytrisia said, who was clearly confused considering she was pulled here by Darithi.

Arriving in front of both Sugar and Eventide in a situation where she needed to act or else she would be the first one to beco suspicious, she just followed by attacking them without harming or inflicting major wounds. But the result was simply that she got caught.

A futile fight.

’....’

Ytrisia and Darithi slowly moved forward, clearly passing beside both Sugar and Eventide, ignoring their trance state and looking towards them in confusion as they approached Cruxius, pulling down their masks while removing the cloaks, which were unnecessary now.

’Co on, Sugar, burst before I leave,’ Cruxius thought, as given the situation and his acting, there was an emotional blockage that might spark in this mont where, as per the past life story, he had chosen to beco a supervillain for the safety of this world, so Sugar might stop him or sothing.

But there was no reply coming from her side, making him think that maybe she had truly beco detached from him as he turned and moved to leave.

"Stop, Cruxius, you cannot ruin your life again!"