Villain of my own novel

"I'll soon send your higher ups to you, don't worry." I said and fired my shotgun.

"Grrraaa!" The shotgun suddenly growled, and its handle sprouted thin black tentacles that completely covered my right arm, and small thorns pricked as they grew on the tentacles, which resembled the thorns of a rose.

"Huh?" I exclaimed in disbelief, as white smoke rose from the gaps between the tentacles.

'My arm is turning cold? It's not transforming, what's going on? Devil's shotgun or what not, this shouldn't be happening?" half thought, half mumbled and glared at the shotgun.

"You dare prick on your master?" I released my mana pressure and focused on my right arm.

"Grrraura?!" it grumbled and I felt it's feelings.

"No, you're not going to prick on me even if act cute and your tone is making it creepy rather than cute." I said, continued to focus on my right arm and it slowly released with a pout.

".... Why are all sentient beings with me behaving this way? And why do I have the impression that this shotgun was always mine to begin with? Why am I even thinking of it as a 'being' rather than a 'thing' or a 'tool' in simple terms..." I pondered.

".....Ai rascal, focus on the enemies first, I'll figure out what you are later...." I said to the shotgun.

"Gruu." Its tentacles spiralled out, all ends aimed at and piercing the enemies, blood splattered everywhere, and I had an uncomfortable blood bath.

"Well, f**k you too! Why're you feeling happy about it?" I grumbled.

"Aren't you supposed to be a shotgun? I don't know any shotgun that would be able to do that." I asked while pointing at the....

"Hmm.... What is that though? It definitely looks like something that should be censored but what the heck is that? Too gruesome and gore.... Damn, it's too much even to my standards." I mumbled and turned back.

"Ah! Ai, work like a shotgun once in a while, will you?" I snorted at my shotgun, receiving a joyful growl which almost sounded like a cat's purr.

"What's with me and the cats? First, Erebus, next Isha and now a shotgun?" I mumbled while counting it down on my fingers.

"Well, at least, act like a shotgun in front of witnesses." I mumbled and walked out of the gap.

"Sister Isha! A bit of your help here, please!" Katline's voice was heard as soon as neared the end.

"Damn, too weak!" I mumbled as the pistol materialized in my left.

BOOM (2x)

"Hello, I'm back?" I began enthusiastically and ended in disbelief as I looked at exactly 31 fiends and 43 demonized monsters still alive, everyone flinched as they looked at me, but Isha slashed off the heads of the fiends whose attacks she had been dodging up until now, she glanced at me as soon as I walked out then, snapped her head in my direction, and looked at me with a worried look.

"..... Are you alright?" Isha asked.

"Whoa! That's definitely new. Goddamn! I didn't know that someday there would someone worrying about me!?" I thought and stared at her in pure disbelief.

"...." Isha just stared at me after her twitched once.

"Yes, of course I'm alright." I said with a wave of my hand.

"And you, you damn weakling!" I glared at Vinny who was 'fending off' the monsters.

"Huh?" he looked at me with a puzzled expression.

I launched myself at Vinny without making a sound, appeared in front of his face, and snatched the training sword from his grasp. The others flinched and looked at me in disbelief.

"You dumbf**k, this how you use it." I glared at him as I raised the training sword behind my back.

I turned to face the monsters, poured mana into the sword, and slashed it horizontally before changing its weight to a ton.

SWISH

SLASH

SPLURT (74x)

A light blue arc was launched at the monsters, cutting them in half, and those who were not in the range of the light blue arc were cut off by the wind blade produced by the sword's weight after the slash before the light blue arc even disappeared.

BAM

Following the slash, I did a 360 with the sword's weight, gradually lowering the force until the sword's tip fell to the ground with a loud 'bam' and a small web-like crater appeared beneath it.

"The training sword's skill is 'weight adjustment,' which means you can change the weight of the sword when you swing it! This also means that depending on how you use it, it may be nearly impossible to block this sword! You f**king retard! You're a rank-S hero, aren't you?" While glaring at him, I explained and asked.

"..... I am an S rank, but I don't have any mana!" he yelled in outrage which almost matched mine. Almost though.

"Oh please, you 'know' that you 'can' use mana. 'You' are just a retard who just can't control it and someone who just doesn't want to, at least, try and control it just because you are accustomed to 'your way of a retard.'" I said.

"...." he stood silently while glaring at me.

"Why don't you deny what I just said? Huh?" I asked with a smirk.

"Because, it is a 'fact' and you know it." I completed my words.

".... You..." he said glaring at me.

"Haaa.... I'm just tooooooo disappointed in you, I definitely showed you that you can use mana, did I not?" I asked, staring at Jiwoo.

".... Y-yes." He answered, stuttering.

".... If you don't know where to start, just ask me dammit, I your goddamn professor and a 'professor' for a goddamn reason!" I said in outrage.

"F**kin basta*ds, can't even ask something to someone before ignoring the problem...." I grumbled as I handed back the training sword to him, turned around, and smiled brightly as I walked towards Isha.

"..... Done?" she asked.

"Yes, of course." I said.

"Yes, I taught him how to use mana, if he continues to ignore the problem after all this, I'm thinking that I should just ignore him and leave him out of it while looking for someone else to play his role for me." I thought.

".... I don't need to find somebody, do I? I just have to get stronger myself!" I mumbled and suddenly felt something warm on my left palm. I flinched and pulled out my hand before turning back to look at what was it.

"...." Isha stared at me with nonchalant look but her brows which were twitching told me otherwise.

"Haha, ha, hahaha." I let out dry while scratching the back of my head, embarrassed and relaxed my arms after my shotgun disappeared into my right arm.

DING

[Warning!]

[The devil's shotgun has been forcibly cut off from the skill: Link.]

"This...! Haa." I sighed, waved my hand and dismissed the notification pop up.