Villain's Refund System: The Protagonist's Harem Is Mine

Two golden wolves crossed inside the sealed exhibition hall while Mina ran directly between their closing jaws.

Damien Flickered after her with Iron Veil spread across one arm, ’she said keep it busy, yet apparently that means chase her into its mouth.’

The barrier caught one set of teeth before the second body struck his wounded ribs from behind.

He rolled across broken glass and lost sight of Mina beneath the construct’s plated stomach.

"Tell me you entered that horrible thing on purpose, Mina," Damien shouted, cutting a black cable before it wrapped around his neck.

"Obviously, though your dramatic landing almost crushed my left hand," she answered from somewhere inside the moving frame.

’Good, she is alive and still complaining, now stop both bodies from folding around her.’

Damien applied Sinner’s Brand to the exposed Correction core, and this time its red mark burned across the black surface.

[Sinner’s Brand Applied]

[Target: Stolen Showcase Correction]

Every exchange against the wolves began feeding double interest into his Ledger as both creatures attacked through shared timing.

The first claw scraped Iron Veil apart, while another golden limb cut through his coat before Flicker reached a safe angle.

[Flesh Debt: 181]

[Interest Applied: 1.2]

Mina’s wrench-hammer struck from inside the chest, deforming one plate outward beneath Damien’s next cut.

"Hit the raised seam whenever I make something expensive bend," she called, crawling deeper between sparking ribs.

"That instruction includes every part after you start fixing it," Damien replied, severing the seam before black threads repaired the opening.

The second wolf lunged toward his back, but Damien dropped beneath its throat and drove the saber through one golden paw.

He twisted the blade into reverse grip, dragging himself beneath its body while Gutter Style chants reached through the sealed barrier.

’The crowd thinks this looks intentional, amazing, confidence really is easier from behind reinforced glass.’

Hallow stood outside the arena beside three guards, shouting orders nobody inside could hear.

’He keeps pointing that rod, good, panic harder while every camera watches your stolen masterpiece ignore you.’

Lucas struck the black cable wall with Daybreak, creating white cracks that sealed before his next blow.

Vivienne appeared beside him and drove her narrow sword into another seam, though her eyes stayed on Damien beneath the wolves.

The Correction changed both bodies at once, folding rear legs into spinning blades aimed toward Mina’s position.

"Hey, move right before those new joints turn your spine into workshop scrap," Damien shouted, triggering Flicker toward the first blade.

"My right is currently full of stolen wiring, so break something useful instead," Mina answered, kicking one brass panel into his path.

Damien used the panel as a step and jumped above the spinning limb, then cut its central hinge during descent.

One blade detached and buried itself beside Hallow beyond the barrier, forcing the professor onto his back before several cameras.

’Nice, Mina gets her invention back, while Hallow receives free demonstrations near his face.’

Black residue surged around the broken hinge and formed smaller claws across Damien’s saber arm.

Iron Veil pushed them away, though the skill drained his remaining mana enough to blur the room.

’Nineteen percent, damn, one more barrier might leave Flicker eating whatever strength remains inside my legs.’

[Mana Reserve: 19%]

[Flesh Debt: 347]

"Damien, I found my ignition signature, but Hallow buried his seal beneath it," Mina called, voice strained behind grinding metal.

"Can you remove yours without letting that bastard keep the machine?" he asked, blocking two jaws through one crossed angle.

"Yeah, if somebody gives me eight seconds without being creatively murdered," she replied, hammering the core housing from within.

"Eight seconds sounds almost reasonable now, which probably means blood loss," Damien answered, stepping between both wolves.

He released Dread Presence, but the Correction carried no prey instinct for his aura to seize.

Black-red pressure still disturbed its targeting runes, slowing one body before a claw entered his side.

[Lethal Damage Incoming]

[Stay of Execution Available]

’Again, damn, this skill keeps offering terrible loans exactly when I need them.’

Damien accepted, delaying the worst damage while one minute opened above his sight.

[Damage Deferred: 60%]

[Time Remaining: 01:00]

He grabbed the claw buried through his coat and held it there, preventing the first wolf from turning toward Mina.

The second body bit across his raised saber, feeding more Debt while metal teeth locked around both arms.

"Rich boy, that position looks deeply unhealthy even for you," Mina shouted, reaching through the open chest toward a bright amber thread.

"Please admire it faster before my medical coverage files an objection," Damien replied, kicking one jaw without loosening its grip.

She caught the amber thread and pulled, revealing her ignition signature across every joint inside both bodies.

Hallow’s black seal wrapped around it through hundreds of tiny hooks, claiming each piece beneath his command mark.

Mina stopped pulling and stared at the theft buried inside her work, anger shaking her bloodied fingers.

"He put his name over every circuit I built during the scholarship winter," she said, tightening her grip until amber light cut her glove.

"Then rip your spark out and leave him whatever survives afterward," Damien answered, forcing the saber deeper between golden teeth.

Her expression changed from anger into something far more focused before both boots braced against the core housing.

"Gladly, though somebody better record his face when every stolen circuit dies," Mina replied, then tore her ignition signature free using both hands and one violent twist of her entire body.

Amber light vanished from the construct, leaving Hallow’s mana seal exposed across the Correction core.

Every exhibition screen outside the barrier filled with his name, faculty number and private command sequence.

Damien saw Hallow duck beneath his own seal, ’look at that bastard hide, yeah, Mina made the entire hall watch him shrink.’

’There, she exposed him herself, so Lucas cannot turn this into another rescue trophy afterward.’

[Creator claim removed: Mina Park]

[Illegal control holder: Professor Elias Hallow]

The crowd turned toward Hallow while his guards stepped away from the fallen professor.

Both wolves collapsed around Mina, though black residue kept their central core alive through Hallow’s remaining seal.

Damien pulled his arm free and saw the Stay timer reach twelve seconds above a nearly full Ledger.

[Flesh Debt: 701]

[Reckoning Available]

’One core remains, good, kill it now, then let deferred pain ruin the celebration privately.’

Mina climbed from the dead frame holding her amber spark, with blood covering one sleeve beneath torn brass.

"The core belongs to that thief now," she said, pointing her hammer toward Hallow’s glowing seal, "please return it violently."

"Your warranty service remains incredibly demanding during active murder attempts," Damien replied, dragging the marked core into reach with one severed cable.

He released Reckoning through Hallow’s exposed seal as Mina struck the opposite side with her charged wrench-hammer.

[Reckoning]

[701 Debt × 2.0]

[Damage Released: 1,402]

Silver-black force met amber fire inside the core, splitting Hallow’s name across every public screen before both bodies disintegrated.

The barrier dropped as Lucas reached them through settling residue, his polished rescue arriving after Mina held her own stolen spark.

[Script Quest complete]

[The Stolen Showcase: Perfect Clear]

[Scripted victims survived: 2/2]

[System Points Gained: 6,400]

[EXP Gained: 1,805,000]

[Level: 161 → 172]

[Divergence: 11% → 16%]

[Hidden Achievement: Stolen Spark Reclaimed]

The Stay timer ended and folded Damien beside the broken core before he could enjoy either number.

’Delayed stabbing still counts after the victory, you absolute idiot.’

Mina caught his shoulder with one arm, keeping her spark raised in the other hand while healers crossed the ruined floor.

"You do not get to collapse before seeing Hallow’s face," she said, turning Damien toward the professor surrounded by recording crystals.

Hallow tried covering his exposed command rings, though his mana seal remained thirty feet tall above the arena.

"That public humiliation was completely worth another cracked rib today," Damien muttered, letting Mina hold him upright beside her reclaimed invention.

Black residue slipped from the dead core while everyone watched Hallow, then crawled beneath a sealed western faculty gate.

Damien saw its final hook disappear and forced his shaking leg straight, ’somebody protected the thief, fine, follow the stain before it finds another victim.’