Eleven o'clock in the evening.
Matt is changing into his exclusive suit in the apartment.
This is a red tights, with a leather sheath for carrying double sticks on the thighs, and what appears to be a decorative horn on the head, but actually contains an antenna that can be used to receive radio waves.
And weapons - BillyClub!
This weapon has been with him for a long time.
Ingenious weapons, coupled with superb skills, this is Matt's only way to shuttle back and forth among thousands of enemies, but still maintain his graceful demeanor.
This weapon seems to be just a simple blind stick, but in fact it is a double stick that can be split. Whenever the battle horn sounds, he can quickly divide the blind stick into two separate sticks.
parts with different functions.
The handle of the blind cane is equipped with a controllable spring device, which allows the blind cane to complete its shape change the moment it is separated, from the stigma of an ordinary blind cane to a smooth and flat short stick.
The bottom of the short stick is equipped with a cable that can be launched and recovered. It is extremely stretchable. The steel claws specially set at the front end of the cable are more conducive to allowing Matt to firmly grasp the enemy and fix the position.
Navigating among the high-rise buildings in New York City depends entirely on this device.
The stigma of the short stick can also be bent again, which makes it easier for Matt to better control his strength when catching or rescuing people, and also prevents unexpected situations.
As for the lower part, it is made of high-tension wood with both hardness and toughness, which can have a perfect sense of balance. It is also a handy tool for Matt to express his superb throwing skills.
Just as Matt was changing clothes, the door to the room was suddenly opened from the outside.
Then a fat figure walked in. This guy was Matt's good friend, Fudge Nelson.
"Oh, Matt, it looks like you're going out on a date again tonight."
Fudge was holding fried chicken and hamburgers in his left hand, and a large glass of iced Coke in his right hand. He looked at Matt, who had put on a red uniform, and joked.
"Eat less of these foods and see how fat you have become."
Matt frowned and looked at Fudge. With so much high-calorie food, he didn't even know what time it was, and he would gain another three kilograms after eating it.
"You know, this is the meaning of my life." Fudge shrugged indifferently, "Only burgers and Coke can bring me happiness."
Matt shook his head speechlessly, "I do have a date tonight. I might be back quite late, so you don't have to wait for me."
Then I saw Matt flicking the short stick in his hand, and the extremely stretchable cable immediately shot out. He followed the hook at the front of the window to grab the rooftop railing of the apartment building not far away, and Matt leapt from the window.
Down.
During the day, he helped Kikyo rent a single apartment, and before leaving, he didn't forget to remind Kikyo that someone would come to see her at night, and that person was his friend, Daredevil.
He was very curious about this miko lady who suddenly appeared in Hell's Kitchen.
He could not let the miko miss out of his sight before determining whether the Imperial Foundation was an evil organization.
Hell's Kitchen is already messy, it can't get any messier.
Matt thought to himself.
Wandering among tall buildings, five minutes later.
Matt came to the apartment building where Kikyo rented, looked at the closed windows and the dark room, a solemn look flashed in his eyes.
Why is the house so quiet without the lights on?
Could it be that the miko lady couldn't wait any longer and had already gone out?
"Wow."
Opening the window and getting in, he also turned on the headlight in the bedroom.
The next second, he was startled by Kikyo sitting on the bed with his hands on his bow.
"So you are at home, why don't you turn on the light?"
"There are no candles." Platycodon explained.
She was looking up at the grille light on the ceiling curiously and blinked.
This thing is so amazing.
Why did the thing above my head suddenly light up when I pressed the white square hanging on the wall?
"What candle?"
Matt was stunned for a moment, looking up and down at Kikyo, a trace of suspicion flashing in his eyes.
Although he had already thought that the miko lady in front of him might not be good at some common sense.
But he really never thought that Kikyo couldn't even turn on the light.
Matt had only one feeling - the miko lady in front of him seemed to be completely out of touch with the modern world.
"You don't seem to be very curious about me?" Matt felt very strange.
Platycodon looks obviously more interested in the lamp above her head.
"..."
Kikyo looked at Matt in front of her silently. After being silent for a while, she slowly spoke.
"Mr. Matt, we just met this afternoon, but..."
Kikyo's eyes were filled with confusion, "Mr. Matt, why did you come to me wearing this strange clothes?"
"strangeness?"
Matt was stunned.
He thinks he is very handsome and cool in this suit.
"Also, how do you know I'm Matt?"
"The breath is the same." Kikyo thought for a while, tried hard to explain in words that Matt could understand, and then asked back with some confusion.
"Is it the custom in this place to put on strange clothes when going out at night?"
"And why do you have two horns on your clothes?"
"That's not a horn." Matt explained with a head full of black lines. "That's an antenna, used to receive radio waves. This allows my ears to hear sounds farther away."
"Oh!" Kikyo nodded suddenly, "It seems that its function is the same as my dead soul insect."
As he finished speaking, a dead soul insect about three or four meters in length floated in from the window.
"It's better for you, there's no need to hide them during the day."
Platycodon looks a little emotional. You can listen far away by inserting two horns on your head. This is really convenient, but it is a bit unsightly.
Matt's attention was all focused on the weird dead soul insect.
He noticed the strange creatures floating around Kikyo during the day.
At that time, he still wondered why the people around him didn't find it strange. Now it seems that Kikyo has the power to hide them.
Matt wanted to ask. He really had too many questions about the sudden appearance of this miko lady, but he was hesitant whether he should speak or not.
After spending this time together, he felt that the miko lady in front of him was not a bad person.
In Kikyo's eyes, there is confusion, curiosity, pity for the dead Jimmy, and at the same time, there is perseverance in chasing the living dead, but there is no trace of evil.
This kind of pure feeling of being isolated from the world cannot be faked. Matt doesn't believe that such a witch lady can be a bad person!
After struggling in his heart for a long time, Matt finally couldn't bear it anymore and asked what he had been suppressing in his heart.
"Miss Platycodon, what is this dead soul insect?"
"Also, who are you?"
"Why, I feel like you are more like... a dead person?!"
This chapter has been completed!