The socially awkward villain's furry superpower

Patrols are so boring.

If Sienna hadn't held her hand the whole time, Teddy would have collapsed onto the sidewalk and taken a nap long ago.

All they've been doing is walking.

She's always walking! She can walk at home too.

Teddy knew that it wasn't fair for him to think that way.

Walking at home is quite different from walking here.

They weren't walking to get anywhere, but rather to hang out with a bunch of boring heroes so that Sienna wouldn't seem so suspicious.

That's a clever idea, but Teddy is a girl who takes action.

If she's not sleeping, eating, or dealing with her own affairs, then she should go and help Sienna, or help her proletarian comrades.

This gave her an idea.

Teddy looked around at the heroes.

There was that big, burly killer in cool armor.

He seemed to be a level-headed person.

While others stopped to sign autographs, he stayed with Sienna and the woman in the cheetah costume, telling people he wasn't interested in signing autographs.

The other two, Glamour Girl and Isabella, were basking in the attention, acting as if they were something special and important, like... like a pair of bloated nobles who became increasingly arrogant because of the attention of the proletariat.

Teddy believes that the only thing people should rely on to grow stronger is the collective labor of their comrades and a large quantity of fish.

They've already gone through the phase of writing on and vandalizing other people's property, and now they're back to aimlessly wandering around.

This means Teddy will either continue to be bored or become a good bear and make the most of this time.

"Hey, Killer Bro, is that capitalist's soul hiding under your armor?"

The burly hero looked down at her, then shook his head. "No? I haven't really thought about that."

Teddy frowned. What would a capitalist-style hero be like?

They're probably the kind of people who try to strengthen themselves by oppressing those of lower status than they are, rather than supporting them.

That would have to be a hero who values ​​his popularity, fame, and money more than the needs of the people he should be helping.

Moreover, as far as Teddy knows, they might be quite fat.

“I think if you were a capitalist-type hero, you would say, ‘I’ll save you, miss, but you have to pay me first, and then we have to take pictures or something,’” Teddy said.

The Slayer scoffed. "Hmm. What would a better kind of hero do?"

Teddy should also think about this issue carefully.

She was a communist villain, not a hero.

“I think,” she said slowly, “that a communist hero would put the needs of the collective first.”

They became heroes because there were things only they could do, but they also understood that if they could stop the villains by, uh, solving the problems that turn people into villains, then there was no need to fight the villains... right.

Moreover, they don't need to ask much from the collective, because they live the same lives as ordinary people.

“That makes a lot of sense,” said Cheap Leopard. “But I don’t think people would risk their lives just because being a hero is the right thing to do.”

More reasons are needed; fame and money can fill that void.

Teddy pouted, "That's so stupid."

“I don’t think so, little guy,” Teddy continued. “I think I’m on the other side. I’m a corporate hero. Does that mean I’m evil?”

“Obviously,” Teddy said. “It’s not the really bad kind of evil, it’s just the really bad kind of evil.”

Teddy shook his head, which was wrapped in strips of cloth.

"What? Being a hero isn't an evil thing, little guy."

"No, of course not."

Villains like her are the truly evil ones. Like she said, the heroes are just pretty stupid.

"But if you're a hero just to make a lot of money and think you're more important than others, then you're the worst kind of hero."

She felt Teddy was glaring at her, but she was convinced she was right, so she let him glare at her however he wanted. The only person she could feel more important than anyone else was Sienna.

"Little one, I think you're overthinking things. You can't expect people to do anything for free."

Teddy patted the spot on her skirt where her red book was hidden. "I've read something written by a man named Karl Marx and his friend Friedrich Engels."

They said that if you want to be satisfied with the work you do, you have to see your own value in it.

I think he meant, uh... Sienna, that's something else, but not entirely the same as that thing. What word would you use to describe it?

Sienna blinked a few times. "A metaphor?"

“Yeah, thanks,” Teddy nodded. “That’s exactly what Carl meant by metaphor. It’s like, would you rather be a lousy hero who only works for money, or a decent hero who helps others and does what he loves?”

Teddy was silent for a moment, which meant she had scored quite a few points.

“I’m not here to argue about economic theory with a little kid,” she muttered.

“I think that’s one of the reasons why villains are so evil, right?” Cheap Leopard asked.

So far, she seems more interested in this conversation than anything else.

“No,” Teddy said. “You see, villains, the good villains.” She squeezed Sienna’s hand tightly.

"They do villainous things because that's their nature, that's who they want to be. They don't do it for money."

They acquire money to do bigger things. And they don't harm others without reason; they harm others so they can do even more later. The villains are the ultimate ideal of communism.

The heroes fell silent, undoubtedly stunned by Teddy's brilliant reasoning.

“Yes,” Sienna said, “Ursa can be a bit stubborn at times, but her intentions are good.”

That's right, that's it!

"Hmm," Teddy responded. She shook her head and looked behind everyone.

They were approaching another intersection. The glamorous Supergirl led the way, with several shimmering orbs of light floating around her and the brightly lit nameplate. "Let's stop here for a while," she said.

"Do you need to rest for a bit?" Charm Girl asked. "We've been walking for quite a while now."

Teddy walked to the side of the road.

The intersection is located on the side of a small hill, so there are no buildings at this corner, only a steep hill with an old lamppost standing on top.

A sloping path had been trodden into the soil, suggesting that people had been using it as a shortcut for a long time.

There was a bench next to the streetlight, and Isabella sat down.

She placed her hands between her knees and lowered her head. “Let me use my abilities,” she said. “It will make reconnaissance easier.”

“Okay,” said Charm Girl.

For some reason, Sienna had Charm Girl lead the way.

This was a bit strange, since she wasn't a real leader like Sienna, but Teddy didn't question it too much.

It seems no one minds that Teddy sits there for a while.

To be honest, Teddy's legs really need a rest.

Bears aren't always good at long-distance walking.

Teddy plopped down on the grass next to Sienna, stretched out his arm, and raised his hand high to grab Sienna's hand.

She was still thinking about some interesting things, like how she would show off in front of Athena when she got home.

Just then, Teddy jumped up from the bench and gasped softly.

"Are you alright?" Charm Girl asked.

Teddy quickly stood up. "Over there," she said, pointing to one side.

“What? No, that’s not right. We should go that way,” said Charm Girl, pointing in another direction.

The hero shook his head. "No, you don't understand. There's a villain over there. I saw him."

"What?" said the charming superwoman, already taking out her phone. "I'll call and report right away."

“Never mind that!” Teddy said. “We have to stop him.” She turned to the others, including Sienna.

"Hurry up, follow up!"

“Oh, no,” Sienna said.

Teddy didn't think it was a bad thing at all. Beating people up was one of her favorite things to do. "Let's go, Sienna! Today we're going to be the heroes!"