[{"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-618":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},713487,952,"Chapter 618: Fear The Horde (Part 3)","supervillain-idol-system-my-sidekick-is-a-yander-chapter-618",618,"\u003Cp>Charles didn’t move immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don’s hand was right there—steady, extended, waiting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a fraction of a second, Charles just stared at it, breath uneven, body still recovering from the impact and the strain of the last exchange.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His wing twitched slightly, pain still lingering where it had taken the worst of it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he grabbed it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Firm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don pulled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Charles rose in one motion, boots scraping briefly against the fractured floor—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>SKRR—~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—and steadied himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman didn’t wait.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment she saw them upright—saw Don holding the child—something in her snapped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes widened, body lurching forward as her voice broke apart completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My child!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She tried to push past Charles, hands reaching, fingers trembling violently as she struggled to close the distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Charles caught her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Held her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Firm enough to stop her without throwing her off balance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don adjusted his hold on the child, bringing him closer to his chest, one arm supporting the small frame more securely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice came out controlled, even if his breathing hadn’t fully settled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He’s fine,\" he said, eyes flicking toward her only briefly. \"But we need to get to the roof and get him the help he needs.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Charles nodded, jaw tight as he kept the woman from breaking forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I understand you’re scared,\" he said, voice steady despite the strain still in it as well, \"but trust us on this. We need to keep moving, now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t wait for agreement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lifted her again, securing her against him before turning toward the stairwell he had been heading for.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don moved first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ll move ahead for now. Let’s go.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped past Charles as he spoke, already shifting into motion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The augmented overlay guided his path cleanly, directions updating in real time as he entered the stairwell and pushed upward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His pace was fast—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But controlled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every step timed carefully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too much speed, and the child would take the impact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too much distance, and Charles would fall behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he held it there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Balanced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him, Charles followed, wings partially tucked to navigate the confined space as he carried the woman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her sobs didn’t stop. They came in uneven bursts against his shoulder, hands clutching at his suit as if letting go meant losing everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Winter’s voice cut in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You have decreased your pace by a considerable margin. Your time of arrival will change.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don didn’t respond.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He already knew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The UPSDF draws near,\" Winter continued, tone unchanged. \"Should they identify this tower as a concentrated threat zone, they may prioritize it for engagement. The weaponry deployed may be... unfavorable to your continued survival.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elle followed immediately after.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don, there’s no need to save anyone else but yourself. You need to get out of there now—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don’s head turned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sharp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Low.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Barely there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not enough for normal hearing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The stairwell walls, polished and intact just seconds ago, carried it—a faint disturbance beneath the surface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A scrape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wrong in the very worst way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>SCRR—~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes narrowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then widened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wall—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not outward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something pierced through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Small at first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Black.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Narrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tip of it pushed through the material, cracking the surface around it as it forced its way in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don’s lips parted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t get the word out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It didn’t stay small.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CRRRAAASH—!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wall gave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not just where he was looking—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everywhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Multiple points burst through at once, the structure fracturing as the infected woman’s hair drove into the stairwell in violent, spiked formations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The material didn’t just break—it was torn apart, chunks of reinforced paneling exploding inward as the strands forced their way through from multiple angles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside him—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Between him and Charles—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The spikes erupted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>THK—! THK—! KRRRSH—!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They punched through the narrow space with brutal force, carving through the stairwell and collapsing sections of the opposite wall as they drove across the confined area.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was nowhere clean to move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don reacted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instinct.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body shifted toward the far side, boots pushing off the steps as he tried to create even a fraction of space away from the initial breach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It barely mattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The stairwell was too tight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too enclosed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The spikes filled it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked down—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then back—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes lit faintly at the edges—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air around the incoming spikes tightened instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not even most.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only the ones that mattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ones aimed directly at him—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At Charles—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those froze mid-motion, trembling under the force pushing against them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rest—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Didn’t stop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They slammed through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CRRRAASH—!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The opposite wall shattered under the impact, debris blasting outward as the spikes punched through and embedded deep into the structure beyond.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire stairwell shook under the force, fragments raining down from above as dust filled the space rapidly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>FRRSH—~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air thickened instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Visibility dropped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Charles’ voice cut through it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don! Are you okay?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don coughed once, irritation in the sound as he waved dust from his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m alri—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mid-sentence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His tone cut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Charles noticed immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His grip on the woman tightened slightly as his gaze shifted forward, trying to see through the settling dust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He did.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don stood a few steps ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not looking at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the child.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nothing made sense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then it did.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A single strand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Precise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had slipped through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not toward Don.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not toward Charles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Toward the space between.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Toward the child.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The head—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tilted slightly during the movement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The spike had pierced clean through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through the small skull.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through the wall behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>THK—~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The body hung there for a second—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then went slack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No movement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don didn’t move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Didn’t breathe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes stayed locked on it, something in them shifting—not outward, not explosive—just... stopping.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had been sure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Certain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had covered it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in that moment—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that tight space—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With too many angles—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too little time—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn’t controlled everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And it only took one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Charles didn’t speak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Didn’t move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fragments of wall and concrete slid down broken edges, tapping against the steps below in uneven drops—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>tik... tik... tik—~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Charles stood still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His chest rose once, then again, slower this time as his eyes fixed forward—locked onto Don.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To the child.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes widened again, but this time they didn’t recover.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Didn’t sharpen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They stayed there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unsteady.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The small body hung for just a moment longer, pinned in place by that thin strand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood traced a slow line downward from the wound, slipping along the curve of the boy’s face before dripping to the floor beneath—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...tap—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...tap—~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each drop too loud in the confined space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still in Charles’s hold—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Didn’t react immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her body trembled, breath breaking apart as a harsh cough tore out of her, her head bowed slightly as her eyes stayed shut tight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her fingers clutched weakly at Charles’s suit, knuckles pale, her voice caught somewhere between a sob and something that couldn’t fully form.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hadn’t seen it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don didn’t look at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Didn’t look at Charles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze shifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Toward the ruined wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beyond it—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The female infected hovered.\u003C\u002Fp>",1208,"2026-06-02T10:21:27.692Z",1,"novelbin.me","a42e7107bb041cfead4aa50ba4ea1321cdbf47d5019491ee55eaaab3042a2bdc","supervillain-idol-system-my-sidekick-is-a-yander-chapter-619","supervillain-idol-system-my-sidekick-is-a-yander-chapter-617",647,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsupervillain-idol-system-my-sidekick-is-a-yander-cover.jpg"]