The next day, at the Hero Association, the photography room was bustling with activity.
“Miss Su Yu, please smile, hold this pose—yes, like that—look at the camera.”
Click!
A blinding flash struck, and Su Yu endured the embarrassment, forcing herself to maintain her expression without moving.
Another shutter sound fell.
“Good, now change your pose. Turn sideways a bit. Look serious… not a tight face.”
The photographer put down the camera, thought for a moment, and gestured as he said:
“I need you to show a look like you’re looking at garbage… For example, imagine you’re stepping on a defeated monster, that disdainful, cold expression.”
…
Su Yu’s mouth twitched.
She unconsciously lowered her head, brushed the hem of her skirt with one hand, and tried her best to understand the photographer’s request.
A look like looking at garbage…
Huh… what kind of look is that…
I can’t understand.
“Is this right?”
Su Yu tried to force out an expression she thought met the requirement, and at the same time, her face flushed a light pink from embarrassment.
“Not like that. I said cold, not disgust… though this isn’t bad either…”
The photographer was troubled.
He wanted to recreate the most widely circulated image of the “Pure White Valkyrie” online.
Everything here was equipped, but the subject just couldn’t produce an expression similar to that day’s.
This won’t do…
The photographer thought to himself, then discreetly studied Su Yu from head to toe.
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration hit him, and a bold idea emerged.
He stepped forward and said:
“Miss Su Yu, can you accept lolicon?”
“Huh?”
Su Yu was baffled.
She had no idea why the photographer’s train of thought had jumped so much, and couldn’t understand his intentions.
“I… really hate it.”
After hesitating, she still answered the question.
“That’s right.”
The photographer took a deep breath, a slight curve forming at the corner of his mouth, and pointed at himself as he said:
“Imagine there’s a lolicon pervert. Every day, his favorite thing is to stand outside a kindergarten and secretly photograph the kids passing by. Besides that, he likes to steal used socks from little girls and take them home to soak in water and drink. Not only that, but he’s old and ugly, has a receding hairline, likes to wear mesh shirts, is five foot nine, loves tomato and egg stir-fry, and his only wish in life is to taste the newest vintage of champagne, with no restraint at all.”
“Now, let’s say that pervert is standing right in front of you. What would you do?!”
The photographer rambled on for a long string, almost running out of breath.
But fortunately, after this exchange, the white-haired girl in front of him looked at this man with the receding hairline, mesh shirt, camera in hand, and a love for tomato and egg stir-fry, and involuntarily showed an extremely cold and disgusted expression.
That’s exactly the effect he wanted.
“Yes, yes, that’s it! Don’t move!”
Immediately after came a series of rapid shutter clicks.
…
“I want to report that photographer. I feel like he wasn’t acting. I suggest electroshock therapy.”
After the photography session, Su Yu immediately went to find the person in charge here.
Her fierce demeanor caught the staff off guard.
“Miss Su Yu, calm down first. The photographer was just joking—you don’t need to take it seriously.”
Su Yu’s face showed suspicion, and she narrowed her eyes.
“But what if he wasn’t acting?”
The staff member smiled helplessly.
“Miss Su Yu, this is the Hero Association. We have a strict review process. It’s not like just any Tom, Dick, or Harry can get in.”
“Besides, who would voluntarily expose their own criminal history? If the photographer really were a perverted lolicon, we would have drowned him in the toilet long before the police got involved.”
Su Yu leaned back in a tactical move, accepted this reasoning, and sighed.
“Alright, is there anything else I need to do?”
At this point, the staff member took out a form and handed it to Su Yu.
“For commercialization purposes, we need to assign a suitable hero name for each hero. This way, we can protect each hero’s privacy while also helping them gain more public discussion.”
“After all, gaining public support is an important part of being a hero.”
Su Yu didn’t immediately respond, just looked at the form by herself.
The staff member continued:
“After unanimous discussion among our higher-ups, we’ve decided to keep the title ‘Pure White Valkyrie.’ As you know, Miss Su Yu, this name has generated a lot of buzz online. Everyone is looking forward to your reappearance, so we believe keeping this name is the best choice.”
“What do you think, Miss Su Yu?”
Su Yu looked up, thought in silence for a moment, then nodded in agreement.
“I have no objections… but I do have one question, if I may ask.”
“Please go ahead, Miss Su Yu. Nothing is off-limits.”
“This outfit is way too cringe. Do I really have to wear this to fight monsters in the future?”
Su Yu finally couldn’t hold back and vented her displeasure.
After all, this outfit was too bizarre—it felt chilly and gave her the creeps when walking.
“Well… it’s not mandatory, but to leave a strong impression on citizens, it’s better to wear distinctive clothes when going on missions.”
“But this outfit is too…”
Su Yu was at a loss for words.
If she really had to go out wearing this, she’d rather smash her head against a wall.
“If you don’t like the uniform we provide, you can design your own. But make sure the style fits your persona… Hmm, if it’s Lady Valkyrie, I think white clothing suits you better.”
Hearing this, Su Yu breathed a sigh of relief.
“Alright, I’ll prepare my own then.”
My taste can’t be worse than these people at the Hero Association.
“Anything else? If not, I’ll go change.”
She didn’t want to wear this weird outfit for a second longer—just looking at it made her sick.
“Er… just one last thing, Miss Su Yu. It won’t take too much of your time.”
“Go ahead.”
Su Yu put the form back on the table expressionlessly.
The staff member took out a stamp, stamped it with a “Pass” mark, and said at the same time:
“Because of your recent popularity, many clothing companies are hoping to collaborate with you. Basically, it’ll be taking some photos, similar to today’s process.”
Su Yu was stunned.
Her brow furrowed, and she asked with uncertainty:
“How can I have commercial offers when I haven’t even started yet? Isn’t that… a bit much?”
She didn’t mind earning money, but this was too fast.
She couldn’t help but suspect something was off, and it would definitely invite criticism.
“We’ve considered that too. The higher-ups take this matter seriously.”
The staff member explained:
“So we plan to prioritize assigning you tasks when the next monster disaster occurs. That way, once you’ve gained some achievements, no one will say anything when you take commercial offers.”
Su Yu had nothing to say.
These capitalists had indeed thought further ahead than she had.
With that, there was nothing to worry about.
“Alright, contact me immediately when there’s a new mission. I can’t wait to show what I’ve got.”
“Of course, Miss Su Yu. The Hero Association welcomes you.”