[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-supervillain-idol-system-my-sidekick-is-a-yander":3,"chapter-supervillain-idol-system-my-sidekick-is-a-yander-supervillain-idol-system-my-sidekick-is-a-yander-chapter-591":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Supervillain Idol System: My Sidekick Is A Yandere",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},713557,952,"Chapter 591 591: Event Day 1 (Part 6)","supervillain-idol-system-my-sidekick-is-a-yander-chapter-591",591,"\u003Cp>Back at SHQ—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fighting had stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But movement had not.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The grounds around the weapons complex were now littered with bodies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>UPSDF soldiers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>SHQ staff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some lay where they had fallen mid-stride, others collapsed behind cover that hadn't saved them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood marked the pavement in wide, uneven spreads, trailing between vehicles, pooling near the entrance checkpoints.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Across the wider SHQ grounds—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More of the same.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alarms blared without pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Buildings stood damaged, sections blackened from explosions, windows blown out. Smoke drifted upward in thick streams from scattered points across the facility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And moving through it all—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bipedal androids.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They walked with steady, unhurried steps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their optics burned red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mounted weapons tracked as they moved, scanning, locking, firing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A group of UPSDF soldiers sprinted between two buildings, dragging an injured man between them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Move—move—!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They didn't make it far.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of the androids turned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its arm shifted slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A mounted barrel aligned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>THOOM—THOOM—THOOM—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heavy-caliber rounds fired in rapid succession.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>12.7mm superhuman-grade rounds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The impacts were immediate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One soldier's torso tore open mid-stride, his body folding as the round passed clean through him and struck the man behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another was hit in the shoulder—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire upper half of his body burst apart under the force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood and fragments sprayed across the pavement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The injured man they carried dropped instantly, his body hitting the ground with a dull thud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The android didn't pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It continued walking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if nothing had happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if it were clearing debris.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the main SHQ building—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Higher floors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Benjamin stood inside an office.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was at the window.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And what he saw—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Left him frozen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Below, another android engaged a group trying to flee from a neighboring structure. Staff members mixed with soldiers, all running in panic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It didn't matter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The android fired.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>THOOM—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bodies dropped one after another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No deviation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Benjamin's hand rose slowly to his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His fingers pressed against his lips as his face lost color.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…No…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice barely came out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped back from the window.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His suit jacket was gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shirt beneath clung to his back, damp with sweat. The collar hung loose, slightly wrinkled as he moved toward the desk with unsteady steps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His breathing quickened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He grabbed the phone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dialed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The line attempted to connect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ring—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Benjamin froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pulled the phone away slightly, staring at it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Shit…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice cracked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Something's blocking the signal…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mind raced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too fast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No direction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No plan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sound outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Low.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mechanical.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rolling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned his head toward the window again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slowly this time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Carefully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He approached at an angle, keeping his body partially hidden behind the wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he crouched slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Peeking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And what he saw—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Made his eyes widen instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trucks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Large ones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not military.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Long container carriers rolled through the roadways near the building, their engines rumbling as they moved in formation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They passed through the grounds freely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No resistance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No interference.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The androids—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ignored them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not even a glance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Benjamin's stomach turned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Those aren't supply trucks…'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mind filled in the blanks immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'They could be carrying anything…'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Weapons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Payloads.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More systems.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'This is bad…'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pulled away from the window quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back to the desk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hands moved fast now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shoved aside documents, papers scattering across the surface without care.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One sheet flipped over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clean underside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He grabbed it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Picked up a pen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And began writing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Messy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Notes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Observations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anything—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something to leave behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before he could finish—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOOOM—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door exploded inward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wood and metal fragments blasted into the room, shards flying in every direction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Benjamin dropped instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hah—!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hit the ground and threw his arms over his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Debris rained down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud—clatter—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two figures stepped through the ruined doorway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>UPSDF soldiers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rifles raised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There's one person here,\" the first said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The second entered behind him as the dust settled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Benjamin lay on the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trembling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slowly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lifted his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their eyes met.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He opened his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tried to speak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What the hell is—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words wouldn't come.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first soldier stepped forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His boot came down—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right onto the paper Benjamin had been writing on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then crouched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Picked it up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The second soldier stopped beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first turned the paper slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Letting the other see.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He saw the trucks.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The response came immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We have our instructions.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Benjamin's chest tightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A cold weight dropped into his stomach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'No…'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first soldier stood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Turned toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lifted his rifle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Benjamin's eyes followed the motion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fear surged through him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No—wait—!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't get to finish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>THOOM—! THOOM—! THOOM—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rounds hit his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each impact drove his body back against the floor, tearing through flesh and bone without resistance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood burst outward across the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body jerked with each hit—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One final shot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>THOOM—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It struck his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The impact shattered it instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A wet, violent spray covered the wall behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fragments scattered across the desk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body went still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Limbs slack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room fell quiet again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two soldiers exchanged a brief glance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Said nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then turned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And walked out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without looking back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind them—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Benjamin's body lay destroyed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His chest torn open, clothing soaked and shredded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What remained of his head was barely recognizable, the upper portion gone, leaving a ruined mass against the floor while blood continued to spread outward in a slow, widening pool.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back at the weapons complex—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The trucks had arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One after another, they rolled into position within the secured grounds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They lined up in rows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Engines idling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No soldiers approached them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No unloading crews.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only stillness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A low hiss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pssssss—~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Steam vented from the sides of the containers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hydraulic systems engaged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CLUNK—CLUNK—CLUNK—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rear sections of the containers began to shift.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slowly at first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then steadily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire container structures tilted upward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Metal frames extended beneath them, locking into place as the long rectangular bodies rose higher—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And higher—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until they stood nearly vertical.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fully deployed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Missile launch platforms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The outer panels split apart—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>SHHHK—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Revealing internal launch tubes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Multiple per container.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rows of missiles sat within, angled skyward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their surfaces marked with targeting identifiers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Systems activated in sequence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lights flickered on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Targeting arrays aligned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vrrrrrr—~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From above—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It looked like a field of spears pointed at the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the control room—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Commander Miller stood before the screens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The feed displayed everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The trucks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The transformation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The deployment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes followed it all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unmoving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unreadable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She lifted her communicator.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pressed it to her ear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fire all the missiles.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A brief pause, then she added,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Prepare to be exfil.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1109,"2026-06-02T10:21:26.536Z",1,"novelbin.me","d9b364b910cfdafd8a7e277fc99cba139352052c674d1cbdc23a160862b66506","supervillain-idol-system-my-sidekick-is-a-yander-chapter-592","supervillain-idol-system-my-sidekick-is-a-yander-chapter-590",647,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsupervillain-idol-system-my-sidekick-is-a-yander-cover.jpg"]