Both of his best friends have become accustomed to Dave's frequent distractions.
"We were just talking about D'Amico!"
"D'Amico?"
Upon hearing this name, Dave habitually showed what he thought was a look of 'contempt'.
"It is impossible for people like him to be happy!"
Two people: (+_+)?
Seemingly feeling that the two of them didn't believe it, Dave said again.
"Think about it, he has everything, money, women, and a father who is said to be very powerful. Such a person has lost the goal of striving for life. Will he still be happy?"
Two people:······
The more Dave talked, the more excited he became.
"Life without struggle is incomplete! Failure to struggle is the most miserable! D'Amico is not happy! He cannot be happy either!"
"······"
"Dave, what we just wanted to say was, have you noticed that D'Amico has not come to school today?"
“Huh??”
Dave was stunned for a moment.
"He didn't come to school today? Why?"
"I don't know, I guess he doesn't want to come. Anyway, his family is so rich, it doesn't matter whether he goes to school or not."
The three of them talked about this topic for a while.
In this school, Chris D'Amico is considered a man of the hour.
Although no one knows that his father is Frank D'Amico, he is picked up and dropped off in a luxury car every day and accompanied by several bodyguards. No one knows that his family is rich.
Despite what Dave said just now, he didn't mention how much he envied Chris.
After dinner.
Rested for a while.
Finished the afternoon class.
Dave and his two best friends left school together.
"Dave, tomorrow is the weekend, what do you want? Corey and I want to go to the aquarium. It is said that a huge sea turtle came there. Do you want to go and see it together?"
"A giant turtle?"
Dave was heartbroken, but he touched his withered pocket.
"No, you go ahead, I have something to do tomorrow."
I am a "superhero" who wants to uphold justice, how can I "lose my mind by playing with things"!
"Okay then, let's go!"
Separated from his two good friends, Dave returned home alone.
His room is in the attic on the third floor.
The room of about thirty square meters was filled with various items, the most numerous of which were various superhero peripherals.
Of course, he couldn't afford first-hand genuine products, so they were all second-hand products, or fake and shoddy products he found on an unknown website.
The 'superhero' uniform he bought was genuine clothing purchased from a regular online store, but it was not a known 'superhero' uniform, but a second creation.
It is said that the designer was inspired by a certain DC superhero who was dressed in green.
Although this second creation of the 'superhero' uniform is completely different from the original uniform, the materials available are actually the same.
It's not comparable to the 'superhero' uniforms in movies, but it still has a certain protective effect.
Dave once again wore his 'superhero' uniform and stood in front of the full-length mirror.
"Come on, superhero! Starting tomorrow, you have to uphold justice!"
Dave put his hands on his hips and said loudly with "righteousness".
Then a more "righteous" and louder voice came from the building next door.
"Fake, you son of a bitch! What are you doing? Are you not sleeping? Are you looking for death?"
Without saying a word, Dave put on his 'superhero' uniform and went to bed obediently.
"By the way, should I give myself a louder name? Superheroes all have their own names..."
the next day.
Dave wears his own 'superhero' uniform and walks on the streets of Hell's Kitchen North.
At first, he was a little embarrassed to be dressed like this. People always pointed at him on the street.
But as time went by, he got used to it.
Just watch it!
Anyway, there won’t be any missing pieces of meat!
Needless to say, after thinking about it like this, Dave began to enjoy the gazes of the people around him.
In school, he had never received such attention.
"Sure enough, this 'superhero' uniform is really awesome!"
He held his head high, well, he didn't have breasts either.
After holding it up for a long time, I could barely lift the clothes on my chest a little.
He is really too thin.
It doesn't match the 'superhero' uniform at all.
This dress can be customized, but it will cost extra.
He has no money.
So Dave continued to hold his head high... and put on his clothes.
“Where am I going to stand up for justice?”
Dave wandered back and forth on the street, from the street to the end of the street, but he couldn't find anyone who needed his help.
"It's really strange. Aren't there usually a lot of villains?"
Although the North District was unified by the Black Dragon Gang, just like when Red Tiger Palace first unified the West District, there are still many gang groups, villains and the like.
Not to mention gangster groups.
These all have certain strengths and relatively fixed income channels.
Generally speaking, they don't go out in broad daylight to earn some pocket money for themselves.
If you want to come out, you have to come out at night.
Those who come out to 'work' in broad daylight are basically villains, gangsters and the like.
Most of them work in groups of twos and threes, and their 'work' targets are all weak students like Dave.
Even though they were robbed, they dared not say anything.
The risk is extremely low.
He is the favorite of villains and gangsters.
Dave has been robbed countless times.
After he was robbed once, he was so angry that he immediately bought this 'superhero' uniform.
Dave walked for a while and finally found out why he couldn't find the villain and the gangster.
"It turns out it's because of the police!"
It's broad daylight.
Of course there will be police patrolling the neighborhood.
Although most of the police in Hell's Kitchen no longer have any illusions about the security of Hell's Kitchen, the stability during the day must still be maintained.
This is a political task.
At night, they can turn a blind eye, but during the day, they must be peaceful!
At least that's what it seems on the surface.
In fact.
Many police officers had already noticed him, who was wearing strange clothes, but they quickly turned their attention away just because he looked like a man of justice and walked like a stranger.
"Today's young people have such bad taste! You actually wear such clothes! Alas, one generation is really inferior to the other!"
Dave:······
With police patrolling the streets, it was impossible for him to maintain justice.
So······
Dave turned his eyes and looked to the alley aside.