The Retired Hero is an Extra

Inside a dark room, far from Victor's location on the same planet.

—Ring!

—Ring!

—Click!

"Report."

A stern, masculine voice echoed in the empty room as the man picked up his phone and put it to his ear.

"It's done."

"Alright."

—Click!

With just that as the conversation, the man ended the call and put aside his phone before his gaze darted to the kneeling figure.

"...You've performed well," he said to the kneeling figure after a brief silence.

"Thank you!" replied the kneeling figure with ecstasy, their voice androgynous.

"But don't underestimate him. This is not the end–"

The man paused mid-speech, turned his head sideways, and then focused on the kneeling figure as he commanded, "Leave."

As if used to the sudden shift in their boss's moods, the kneeling figure nodded and was about to leave when two words entered their ears.

"Be careful."

Their boss wouldn't normally say those words, making the figure immediately grasp the seriousness of the situation as they left the room.

The man, now alone, moved and exited the room, climbing the stairs upwards.

With each step, his expression softened before finally morphing into a genuine smile as he reached the ground.

"Sweetie~"

A voice echoed nearby, making the man's eyes crinkle in amusement as an idea took shape in his mind.

"Honey~"

With each alluring voice, the man's eyes formed crescents as he walked opposite the voice.

"Anata~"

"She's even going across languages," the man mumbled with a helpless smile before the figure of his wife came into his eyes.

Her eyebrows were furrowed as she looked everywhere, trying to find him, and only one word came to his mind.

"Cute."

How her eyes moved around, how frustration seemed to be boiling on her pretty face, how her eyes twitched, how she pouted...

Every single detail entered his eyes as he stifled his laughter at her cute form and reached out to her, hugging her from behind.

She couldn't see him because he was good at escaping from people's vision... or so he thought.

"Aha~ Caught ya~" She muttered with a mischievous smile as she held his arms and pushed him on to the wall.

A kabedon!

He really felt speechless at his wife's ability to always find him, making all of his attempts to tease her pointless.

Despite his failure, a smile adorned his face as he teased, "What next? Will you kiss me forcefully, darling?"

"As if!" She snorted, but a light blush crept up her cheeks as she pushed her body against his.

Just as the two were about to finally lean in for the kiss amidst their tension, a sharp voice chirped in.

"Mommy! Daddy!"

Panicking, she didn't care and pushed her husband towards the wall, causing him to collide with it, while she stood with her back straight.

She fanned her face to get rid of the heat rising when she finally realized she went a bit too hard on him, and turned to face him.

He did have a pained expression on his face, but he too stood with his back straight.

Before the couple could speak, their 5-year-old daughter rushed in their direction, her smile infectious of her happiness.

Even though their moment was disturbed, the two genuinely smiled at their daughter as she approached them and jumped.

The couple, aware of her antics, held her together before she climbed upon her father's shoulder.

"Papa scooter!" she shouted excitedly, enjoying the view from the best seat in the world.

Her mother shook her head and smiled, a bit envious of the father-daughter duo, but instinctively, her hand reached her belly.

Feeling the slight bump, she felt happy, realizing it was a small sacrifice for the successful birth of her next child.

Turning back to her husband and daughter, she heard their stupid conversation and a sad smile flashed on her face for a brief second.

"Papa! Papa! Park! Park!" the five-year-old girl demanded.

"Yeah, yeah, papa promised, na?" he said, struggling to suppress his laughter.

"Hmph! Papa bad!" his daughter pouted, which only made him want to laugh more, finding it extremely adorable.

"Alright, alright, papa will learn to be like mama, okie?" he asked sweetly, knowing his daughter very well.

"Hmph! Better! Let's Go!" she exclaimed her true thoughts in one go, unable to hide her excitement to visit the park.

Meanwhile, the man sighed inwardly, 'This mother-daughter, just how can they be so same?!'

He felt it was unfair to juggle a moody wife and a lively daughter, especially with his wife's current pregnancy!

Just remembering how much he suffered during her first pregnancy made him feel a chill run down his spine.

Thankfully, neither of the two girls could hear his thoughts, or who knew what his outcome would be?

"PARK! PARK! PARK!" his daughter cried out, her eagerness too apparent, bringing his attention back to the present.

"Let's go," he responded and walked to the main gate of his house, his wife didn't need to be told to do anything.

By the time he reached the door, she was already there, holding a straw basket in her right hand and using her left to hold hands with him.

Their daughter was on his left shoulder and arm as the family of three finally exited.

To say the neighborhood was lavish would be an overstatement.

All the houses looked similar with slightly different designs and paints, none higher than 15 meters.

"There!" his daughter guided him, pointing at the park in their vicinity.

It wasn't huge or anything, just over five thousand square feet(~461 square meters), but it was easily more than thrice their house's area.

By the time the three reached the entrance of the park, the little girl was too excited and was already wanting to get down.

As soon as her feet touched the ground, she dashed away, reaching their picnic spot and called out, "Mama! Papa! Here!"

The couple could only follow her lead, setting up their sheet and basket as they watched their daughter excitedly playing in the open area.

The two weren't oblivious to the curious glances directed at the woman's slight baby bump.

It was quite obvious she was pregnant and everyone knew she was already pregnant when they moved in, so it was a big surprise.

Nevertheless, some men had hatred-filled and envious eyes as they glanced at the man next to her.

The reason?

Simply put, his wife was quite beautiful, and she didn't even wear make-up!

Yet she looked better than those TV models who'd look worlds apart with and without make-up.

No one knew why such a woman chose to live with this man, and even didn't dress up too much.

She mostly wore casual clothes yet anyone could spot that her figure was well maintained and her skin was tight and supple.

With brownish hair and almond shaped black eyes, her beauty only got accentuated by her rosy lips.

On the contrary, compared to her husband, he seemed to only have a similar height to her and a good build.

His looks...left much to be desired.

Uncaring of the judgmental glances, he teased his wife, "Let's continue where we left off after returning home."

"Shut up!" she exclaimed in a low voice, too embarrassed to say it out loud.

As the two continued their playful flirting amidst the stares, an ominous black eye appeared in the sky, invisible to everyone.

It scanned the area before pinpointing the figure of the man's wife, then his daughter, and finally him.