"Well, well, what a mysterious little man you are. I didn't expect you'd recognize me."
Natasha was slightly surprised but quickly composed herself, her calm demeanor returning in an instant.
Her eyes scanned Su Yu with intrigue.
This enigmatic man had piqued her curiosity, stirring within her a desire to dig deeper into his secrets.
For reasons she couldn't explain, she found herself unable to resist him.
"No banners of gratitude, but I do have a different kind of reward. Interested?"
Facing Su Yu's bold, unrestrained gaze, Natasha deliberately accentuated her alluring figure, her curves seeming all the more captivating.
But Su Yu averted his eyes.
Natasha was like a rose with thorns—or worse, a deadly black widow. Best to avoid her if he could.
It wasn't that he feared her; he simply didn't want to get entangled with S.H.I.E.L.D.
After all, he preferred Hydra.
"Do as you wish," Su Yu replied with a shrug, nonchalantly adding, "Just so you know, I don't like trouble. And yesterday, I did a good deed! If you're here to arrest me, go ahead!"
As he spoke, Su Yu held out his hands as if ready to surrender.
"Pfft."
Natasha couldn't hold back her laughter.
But a moment later, she straightened up, her tone suddenly serious.
"Cooperating so readily? Then I'd better interrogate you thoroughly to make sure you're not up to something shady. As a citizen, it's your duty to assist in my investigation!"
Natasha pulled out a pair of handcuffs and secured Su Yu's hands.
She then guided him into her SUV, leaving her motorcycle behind for others to handle.
"Wait, seriously?"
Su Yu glanced around the interior of her modestly decorated home and teased, "Shouldn't interrogations happen at your agency? Bringing me to your house… don't tell me you're planning to take matters into your own hands. Be careful, or I'll report you!"
"I'm just doing my job!" Natasha declared with mock seriousness.
"Now, tell me—what's your superpower? If you don't cooperate, I might have to get rough with you!"
"Hey, hey, ask if you want, but hands off! Or I'll accuse you of harassment!"
Su Yu protested, but his words did little to deter Natasha's methods.
Natasha's infamous reputation as the Black Widow wasn't for nothing.
Her "interrogation" methods were creative, relentless, and downright terrifying.
By the time she was done, Su Yu was on the verge of passing out.
"What's the matter? Giving up already? Can't take it? I've got plenty more techniques to make you talk," Natasha taunted, looking down at him with a mischievous grin.
"Giving up? Not a chance!"
Feeling his pride challenged, Su Yu decided it was time to fight back.
He contacted Doraemon (yes, that Doraemon) for a gadget to teach this woman a lesson.
But before Doraemon could respond, Tom Cat chimed in with a message.
"Boss, the upgraded permanent enhancement potion is ready. Want it?"
"Yes! Now! Immediately!"
Su Yu's eyes lit up. He wasted no time completing the transaction and immediately downed the potion.
Energy surged through him as he made his move to fight back.
Natasha, who moments earlier had the upper hand, found herself on the defensive, stunned by Su Yu's sudden burst of strength.
Neither of them had anticipated the potion's extraordinary effects. For Su Yu, it was a triumphant turning point.
The tables had turned.
Time flew by, and the night passed in a blur.
The next morning, Su Yu left Natasha's home.
Glancing at her sleeping form, her face showing a rare moment of contentment, Su Yu couldn't help but smirk.
That'll teach her to mess with me!
He felt an invigorating vitality coursing through him, like boundless energy ready to burst forth.
"Tom is a genius," he thought to himself.
The enhancement potion might no longer turn him into the Hulk, but its health-boosting effects were exactly what Su Yu needed.
After three doses, he felt like he could rival Captain America—though that might have just been his imagination.
Still, if he could best Natasha, perhaps he wasn't too far off.
On his way home, Su Yu treated Tom to a mountain of snacks in gratitude.
Tom was overjoyed, eagerly expressing his thanks.
Su Yu smiled, closed the chat window, and began to fret.
He hadn't been home all night and hadn't sent word to Aunt May.
She was probably worried sick.
What would he tell her? He couldn't exactly say he'd been interrogated all night—though that wasn't entirely untrue, even if the context was different.
"Ah, forget it. If I have to, I'll just charm my way out of this," Su Yu decided, putting the matter out of his mind.
Sure enough, when he got home, Aunt May was waiting in the living room, her face dark with worry.
The moment she saw Su Yu, she let out a sigh of relief before fixing him with a cold glare.
"Well, well, look who's back. What's that smell? It reeks of trouble!"
Su Yu chuckled as he walked over, wrapping his arms around her.
Aunt May pretended to struggle.
"Let me go!"
"Nope."
Su Yu tightened his embrace, sweeping her off her feet.
Explaining himself seemed like too much trouble.
Instead, he carried Aunt May to the bedroom, ready to make amends with actions rather than words.
Poor Su Yu.
Once again, his body would bear the brunt of his choices.
Perhaps he'd need another dose of that potion soon.