The rented house had been tidied up by Heather, and the damaged furniture had been replaced in the second-hand market.
Gwen had already put on the Ghost Spider suit and was sitting cross-legged on the sofa reading comics.
Because Heather told her that the weird-looking punk girl knew Gwen's true identity, she simply prepared to face the possible battle in her strongest state.
A punk girl who can kill Iron Man instantly and is suspected to be a member of a mysterious organization deserves her full energy to deal with it.
"Is she really coming, Heather?"
Gwen's spider mask was half-covered over her head, looking behind her.
Heather was washing dishes in the sink and said without looking back: "Although she looks crazy, I feel that the punk girl is a very stubborn guy, the type who must do what she has agreed to do."
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"Hey...you think very highly of her."
Gwen nodded and asked seemingly unintentionally:
"Then doesn't she look cute?"
Heather stopped washing the dishes, tilted her head and thought for a moment: "From a normal person's perspective, she is a very beautiful girl."
"...You had a night date with a beautiful girl, and you actually called your female classmate who was pretending to be in a relationship to your home. Are you deliberately looking for trouble?"
Gwen got angry, threw the comic book aside, and turned to make a face at Heather.
Heather said helplessly: "Doesn't this mean that I have no trust in her at all? I have placed my fortune and life on you, Ms. Spider."
This was a good answer. Gwen nodded with satisfaction and picked up the comic book next to her again.
Deng Deng Deng! Suddenly there was a knock on the door.
Heather and Gwen looked at each other. The former wiped his hands on the towel and walked to open the door. The latter put on the mask and stood up from the sofa.
Opening the door, it turned out to be that crazy girl standing at the door.
This time she wore a cute bunny-ear baseball cap, and her long light green hair was styled into a regular shawl. She didn’t dress much restrained, wearing a long-sleeved jacket two sizes too large on the upper body and ultra-short hot pants on the lower body.
and little leather boots.
Seeing that it was Heather who opened the door, Rebecca smiled and said hello: "Hi! At eight o'clock in the evening, the super cute girl will be on time for the appointment!"
"Only you?"
Heather turned sideways to let Rebecca in, and took a look at the corridor outside, but found no one else.
"It's annoying. Wouldn't it be nice for the two of us to be alone? We have a whole night to study... Hey! Why is this big PP spider here?"
Rebecca turned away faster than flipping through a book. One second she was teasing Heather with a smile, and the next second she saw Gwen and immediately unhappily pulled out two pistols from her waist and pointed them at her.
"What the hell...that's so rude!" Gwen was so angry and embarrassed that her ears behind the mask were red with anger.
Heather sighed: "You said it, allowing the ghost spider to observe. This is also a consideration for my own safety."
"I'm just joking! Who would bring his girlfriend over when he goes on a date with a beautiful girl at night? Are you deliberately looking for trouble?"
Rebecca spoke nonsense truthfully.
Who would be a good guy dating another girl when he has a girlfriend? It’s so tiring to communicate with this guy...
Heather rubbed her eyebrows: "...sit first, or Dr. Pepper?"
"Yes! Is it iced?"
Rebecca, who turned the page in the blink of an eye, jumped away from Gwen and sat down on the sofa, her little fleshy legs dangling, waiting for Heather to get her a drink.
After getting drinks for Gwen and Rebecca, Heather sat on the chair opposite the sofa: "Can we chat now?"
Rebecca opened the tab of the can, took a big sip of the carbonated drink, and then wiped her mouth with satisfaction: "Of course. I'm here to explain to you about the Berserker Ring."
As she spoke, she glanced at Gwen.
Heather immediately said: "I have complete trust in her and there is no need to avoid her on any topic."
Gwen didn't speak, but moved slightly closer to Heather.
Rebecca curled her lips: "Tsk, I'm still so good at coaxing girls... Then I'll make it clear."
She took out a small cloth bag from her pocket and handed it to Heather:
"Since you were able to activate the Berserker Ring and did not go crazy or die afterwards, it means that you have passed the test and officially joined our organization.
This is a token and a gift, please keep it."
Heather did not pick up the little bag, but frowned and looked at Rebecca: "I have no intention of joining your organization."
"It's not up to you. Do you remember what I said? If you really use this ring and survive, it means you accepted the 'contract'. The contract has been established, and the Berserker Armor saved your life.
,Am I right?"
Rebecca held the can with a smile, her two little legs swaying, and her tone was cheerful:
"After the contract is concluded, you can no longer leave."
"Then as long as I defeat everyone in your organization, no one will threaten to force Heather, right?"
Gwen couldn't stand hearing it anymore and took a step forward angrily.
Click! Rebecca raised the pistol and pointed the black muzzle steadily at Gwen's forehead: "If you dare to move again, I will open a hole for you to ventilate."
The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
"If this is your attitude, then I will fight to the end to protect myself and my friends."
Heather stood up and clenched her fists.
The next moment, black mist sprang out from behind him, condensing into a ferocious berserker armor on the surface of his body.
The dark berserker stood in front of Gwen, staring at Rebecca with two scarlet eyes.
Rebecca was startled at first, and then she pursed her lips in grievance: "Why is this so...she is obviously an outsider."
At this moment, a fourth voice suddenly sounded in the room——
"Can everyone please calm down a little bit?"
The three of them looked in the direction of the sound at the same time.
I saw an elegant woman standing at the door.
She had long silver hair combed into a ponytail, and was wearing a white women's suit and white high heels. Her beautiful face had an indescribable maternal brilliance, and a pair of blue eyes like the sky and the sea looked at Heather tenderly.
As if there was a kind of magic, the moment this woman appeared, the anxious atmosphere became soothed.
"Sister..." Rebecca sniffed with red eyes.
The silver-haired woman turned her gaze to Rebecca and said in a slightly more serious tone: "Rebecca, I apologize to Miss Ghost Spider. Your words to her were too vulgar and you pointed a gun at her. This is very impolite.
the behavior of."
Rebecca's face puffed up like a pufferfish, and she shouted angrily at Gwen: "I'm sorry!"
Gwen didn't know how to respond now, so she just waved her hand: "Uh, no, it's okay."
Then her hand was held gently by a slender hand so white that it seemed as if it was shrouded in light.
"He is such a strong and lovable good boy. This is a gift, please don't refuse it."
Gwen looked up and saw that the silver-haired woman was very close to her. Her smiling face reminded Gwen of her deceased mother, and she couldn't bear any hostility in her heart.
Gift? Before she could react, she suddenly felt a warm flow of heat emanating from the hand being held, and quickly swept through her body.
All the old injuries she suffered while fighting criminals and supervillains disappeared under the heat. Gwen hadn't felt so light and comfortable in her body for a long time.
"Let her go!"
The berserker rushed towards the silver-haired woman, and Gwen quickly reached out to stop him:
"Wait a minute Heather, I'm not hurt. On the contrary, this lady healed me with magical powers."
The Berserker stopped and lifted his visor to reveal Heather's cautious expression: "You and Rebecca belong to the same organization?"
"Smart judgment."
The silver-haired woman let go of Gwen's hand, turned to look at Heather, and said with a smile:
"You can call me Mercy. Next, I will explain to you the specific information about our organization."