Mark thought for a while and said, "If you look at the situation from last night, it's a good match. And don't look at me like that—we only became boyfriend and girlfriend on the second day. Count today."
"Then I should congratulate you. But after all, Vanessa and I are very close. We're like two puzzle pieces—oddly shaped, but together, we make a complete picture."
As Deadpool spoke about Vanessa, a smile of happiness and pride appeared on his face.
Then he suddenly noticed something—there was no trace of the knife wound he had stabbed into Watson's left shoulder!
"Ah! Fak! Wade! What are you doing?" Watson, who was about to say something, suddenly felt a sharp pain in the back of his left hand. He quickly pulled his hand away and turned, only to find Deadpool poking him with a knife!
"Ah, sorry… Does it hurt? I just realized something—you're like me! I remember stabbing my knife in deep before, but why is there only a tiny hole in your armor? That's not the size of my knife!"
"I don't know," Watson said with a smirk. "I call this super-regeneration armor! After the knife is pulled out, it slowly heals itself." He was, of course, completely bluffing.
"Wow~ Oh~ Damn it! Why don't I have that?!" Deadpool whined enviously.
"I think you're doing fine…" Watson said, watching Deadpool grow increasingly frustrated. "Well, if I ever get the chance, I'll make you a set. How's that?"
Deadpool immediately perked up, eyes wide in excitement. "Really? Oh my God! I knew it! I was destined to meet you today! Fuck, if not for Vanessa, I'd give you the biggest, sloppiest kiss right now!!!"
"Don't you dare," Watson warned. Then, suddenly, he asked, "Wade, tell me—when you and your dear Vanessa are together, has she ever seemed… uninterested?"
"No! Never!"
"Are you sure? For example, when you get all mighty and—"
"NONONO! Not mighty—majesty! Meng~! Band!"
"Right," Watson continued. "But at those moments, did Vanessa's reaction seem… as plain as mine?"
"…Hmm. Now that you mention it, maybe. But—!"
"But she changes her tone soon after, right?"
"Fak! How do you know? Are you the scriptwriter?!"
Watson patted Deadpool's shoulder. "That just proves Vanessa is a good woman. And she loves you very much."
"I love her too!"
"Good. Then let me ask you another question—what's the most sincere love story you've ever told her?"
"I love you."
Watson smirked. "…That's it?"
"Is the joke from Empire Strikes Back not romantic enough?"
"No. With your silver tongue, I doubt you need much romance. But still—women appreciate words sometimes. Haven't you ever tried spicing things up?" Watson asked, pretending to be serious.
"So what should I do? Buy a Shakespeare collection?"
"No need—"
Ding!
Two high-energy lifeforms detected five kilometers to the west, approaching at high speed. Energy signatures match previous brainwave invasion patterns.
Wait… Same as the last brainwave invasion?
"System, can you mark this energy signature?"
Ding! Marking complete. Designated as: Mutant.
"Wade, I have to go. Take care of this guy, I need to retrieve my own 'girlfriend's gift.'"
"Wait, you still haven't told me which Shakespeare book to buy!" Deadpool protested.
"I'll tell you next time. Now, give me your pen—your dad's coming." Watson grabbed the pen and wrote his contact information on Deadpool's mask.
Hearing this, Deadpool immediately stood up. "My dad? Shit! I'm out! I don't wanna break my hand again. Oh, and thanks for writing on my mask. Now I match my old roommates—completely blind!"
"Bai~"
Ding! Hidden mission complete: 'The One Who Broke the Fourth Wall.'
Even if he breaks the tenth wall, you're still a stranger to him.
Mission Reward: Dragon Evolution Essence ×1, Ancestral Dragon Essence ×1, 200 Lottery Points.
"System, what's this?"
Ding! Dragon Evolution Essence ×1 can upgrade any existing dragon from a lower to a higher rank.
Good stuff. Looks like Kull can level up now. And the Ancestral Dragon Essence? Sounds powerful.
Ding! Unknown.
Figures. Haven't called you 'garbage system' in a while, huh?
Watson returned to the Victoria's Secret store.
As soon as he entered, an agent named Jett rushed over. "Sir! Sir! Agent Romanoff told me to inform you—your request has been delivered."
"Huh? Why didn't she tell me herself?"
"When I reported your activity involving the mutant, she said she didn't want to disturb you."
Watson glanced at the young agent suspiciously. This kid is too honest…
But Natasha was thoughtful as always. He'd reward her later.
"Alright. Wait here—I haven't paid yet."
Beep! Transaction complete: $9,021.
Watson grabbed the wrapped gift and walked out of the store.
—
Click!
"Natasha, I'm back… Where are you?"
As soon as Watson stepped inside, he spotted two unconscious men lying on the floor. His brows furrowed slightly. Ignoring them, he headed toward the stairs.
Just as he stepped onto the first step—
Whoosh!
A dark shadow suddenly leaped toward him from above. Watson instinctively prepared to summon his armor, but before he could react, a familiar scent filled his nose.
Oh no…
A moment later—
Thud!
Caught off guard, Watson fell back, landing straight on the floor with someone straddling him.
Looking up, he saw Natasha, smiling mischievously down at him.
"Don't worry, honey~ I just took a bath~" she purred.
"Yeah, I can smell the malt… Wait a sec, baby—are you planning to claim your gift like this?"
Then, his eyes flicked downward—and his brows furrowed.
"Hold on. Have you been wearing this the whole time?"
"Relax, dear~ I opened the door beforehand. I never went downstairs while they were bringing the captives in~"
"So… these two guys are the ones who attacked Aunt Liya?"
At that moment, something in Watson's eyes changed.
And this time, Natasha noticed.