Couson furrowed his brows, his eyes filled with anxiety and unease.
It sounded simple enough, but if that so-called Thor got into trouble on Earth, the consequences would be catastrophic. They would be looking at an interstellar war, a disaster beyond imagination. Earth could end up trapped in endless turmoil.
"Relax. Nick Fury has experience in these matters. Just report it to him."
Coulson recalled an alien who had once disguised itself as a human years ago, making his heart feel even heavier.
After obtaining the information he needed, Coulson hurriedly left.
Chino flew to the rooftop of the restaurant, his suit instantly transforming into Venom. The two of them held hands as they walked down the stairs together.
Gwen had already arrived and was happily chatting with Pamela and Xi, her face beaming with joy.
Damian sat nearby, looking conflicted and confused.
Venom casually sat beside Xi and grabbed a piece of dessert from the table, stuffing it into his mouth.
Chino picked up Damian, placing him on his lap. "What are you thinking about, Damian?"
Damian hesitated before whispering, "Should I call her 'Mom' or 'Aunt'?"
A few days ago, he had addressed her as 'Aunt,' but now she was wearing a gemstone ring similar to his mother's. It seemed like she might be a new mother.
The room fell silent.
Although Damian had spoken softly, everyone present had enhanced hearing and heard him clearly.
"Damian, just call me Aunt," Gwen said.
Her face turned a deep shade of red, resembling a ripe apple. A trace of shyness and panic flickered in her eyes.
"Hahaha, for now, call her Aunt Gwen. When she moves into the manor, you can call her Mom," Chino teased.
"Who's your Aunt?" Gwen rolled her eyes at Chino before suddenly realizing Damian was still in his arms. She quickly added, "Damian, I wasn't talking to you. You can keep calling me Aunt!"
Gwen's expression was complicated. She couldn't help but sigh—she had reached the age where she was being called 'Aunt.'
She was only 19, still in school.
Damian obediently nodded and said in a soft voice, "Alright, Aunt Gwen."
The others burst into laughter, entertained by Damian's cuteness. The atmosphere became lighter.
After finishing lunch, they excitedly continued their outing.
This time, Gwen joined them, along with S.H.I.E.L.D. agents who handled the bill.
Chino deliberately fell back a few steps, walking beside Gwen at the end of the group.
Gwen walked in silence, biting her lip slightly, her eyes wandering.
Without a word, Chino reached out and grabbed her fingers. She flinched but didn't pull away. A faint blush crept across her face.
Chino toyed with her fingers, running his fingertips along her palm, feeling the softness and warmth.
Gwen allowed it, her face growing even redder. She lowered her head, avoiding eye contact with Chino.
"Gwen."
"What?"
"Tell me your body measurements."
Gwen's face turned as red as a tomato. She struggled to shake off Chino's grip, but he held on tightly.
"Pervert! Why do you need to know that?!"
She was both embarrassed and annoyed. She had agreed to be his girlfriend, but asking for her body measurements so bluntly was too much.
"Idiot, what are you thinking? I'm making you a battle suit," Chino replied, exasperated.
"A battle suit?"
"Yeah. Your current suit has no defense or special features. It's practically a leotard."
"A leotard? I spent a long time designing that!"
Gwen turned away, puffing out her cheeks in protest.
"Alright, alright. I misspoke. It's just not very protective."
"So, I'm going to design a new suit for you. At the very least, it should be bulletproof."
Chino explained patiently, his eyes serious and focused.
Gwen turned back to him. Seeing the genuine concern in his gaze, she blushed again and leaned in to whisper a few numbers in his ear.
Chino stared at her in surprise.
Feeling even more embarrassed under his gaze, Gwen quickly pulled away and ran over to Pamela.
"What's wrong, dear? Did your boyfriend upset you?" Pamela teased, playfully ruffling Gwen's golden hair.
"No…"
Gwen clung to Pamela's arm, her ears burning. She could feel Chino's intense gaze on her back—it was mortifying.
"Madam Venom, could you watch Damian for a bit?" Xi suddenly asked.
"Of course!" Venom happily agreed.
Venom eagerly picked up Damian and rubbed his cheek against him. "So soft and warm!"
"Venom Mom, be gentle," Damian sighed, his face full of helpless indulgence.
Xi stood still, waiting for Chino to catch up. When he reached her side, she began walking again.
Chino naturally took her small hand. "What's wrong, Xi?"
"Master, I overheard your conversation. There's a species of demon spider in Hell whose silk is incredibly strong and has self-repairing abilities. It might be suitable for your needs."
Xi looked up at Chino with a serious expression.
"That does sound like a good material. Gather some for me. How did you know about it?" Chino asked curiously.
"I used Hell Spider Silk to make a suit for you, but since you always wear Venom, it was never used."
Xi's voice was soft, with a hint of regret.
"Who said it's useless? The company's official opening is coming up. Bring the suit for me then."
Chino squeezed Xi's small hand, his smile warm.
"Yes, Master."
Xi's face lit up with a radiant smile—her hard work had not been wasted.
Chino gently kneaded Xi's fingers, feeling like something was missing.
"Xi, this is for you."
Xi looked at him in confusion as he took out an ice-blue ring and slipped it onto her finger. Instantly, her mind connected to the ring, understanding its function.
"Master, I can't accept this."
Xi tried to remove it and return it.
"Keep it. Don't give it back to me."
Chino tightened his grip on her hand, his tone firm and unwavering.
Quote of the Chapter:
"A warrior's armor is not just steel and cloth—it is the trust woven between those who fight alongside them."
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