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Chapter 121 As if there is light (1520)

"No way, I've been busy with some things recently," Hades smiled, "Is that suit still there?"

"I kept it specially for you," the old man smiled, looked at Natasha, and patted Hades' hand. "You have a good eye!"

"Of course," Hades said with a smile, "This is Natasha, Natasha, and this is Mrs. Grace."

"Hello," the old man greeted Natasha with a smile, "Natasha, very good name."

"Thank you, Mrs. Grace." Natasha smiled gently, showing the etiquette of a lady.

"Hades took a fancy to that suit a long time ago, but he always said that those people are not worthy of that suit, so it's stored with me first..."

The old man will always talk more, Mrs. Grace babbled about some things, and while taking out the suit, she also revealed some of Hades' past deeds, "I have been thinking, what is it? What kind of person can make him feel worthy, um... you can, Ms. Natasha."

"Thank you." Natasha smiled gently, took a peek at Hades who was laughing aside, and rolled her eyes.

"Well... I found it," the old lady Grace opened a cabinet, took out a piece of clothing from it, and handed it to Natasha, "Let me measure your size..."

"Five feet seven inches, 34D-24-34," Hades said.

"Hmph, yes, your kid's eyes are more accurate than my tape measure..." Mrs. Grace snorted coldly when she heard this, but she still put down the tape measure in her hand, obviously speaking to Hades. Very confident, "When do you want it?"

"It will take about 10 minutes to get there." Hades showed an embarrassed smile on his face, "A banquet at eight o'clock."

"You kid will toss my old man! You are in such a hurry every time! Don't you know how to prepare in advance?" The old lady said angrily, then took the dress from Natasha's hand, snorted coldly, "wait outside Go!"

After that, the old lady Grace took her clothes and walked into a small room in the shop, closed the door, and started to work.

"How is it?" Hades put his hands in his pockets, came to Natasha who was still in a daze, and said with a chuckle, "The clothes are not bad, are they?"

"It's really good, but..." Natasha raised her head and looked at Hades, "I can't seem to afford it."

"You haven't seen the price, how do you know you can't afford it?" Hades asked back, amused.

"This kind of fabric, this kind of craftsmanship, and this kind of shape..." Natasha asked, "Although I haven't heard of this store, but... isn't it expensive?"

"It's really expensive, but that's for outsiders," Hades said with a smile, "Mrs. Grace is the wife of the director of the orphanage where I grew up, so...you understand?"

Speaking of this, Hades blinked: "I really want to give money, but she still doesn't want it."

"Thank you~" Natasha smiled and said, "This dress looks great."

"Nothing," Hades shook his head, "you're beautiful, it suits you."

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"Hey, how long is it until you arrive?" Tony called on the phone with a black line on his face, and it was Hades on the phone, "It's almost eight o'clock, won't you stop coming? I clearly said, I Let me tell you, if you don't come, don't blame me for going to you in armor!"

"Hey, hey, there are still 10 minutes, why is it almost eight o'clock?" Hades explained helplessly, "I brought a female companion, didn't I just go get some clothes?"

"Eh? Did you bring your own female partner?" Tony was taken aback, "I also said that you can choose whatever model team you want!"

"What? Didn't you prepare that for yourself?" Hades said suspiciously.

"I..." Tony looked at Pepper, who was changing into an evening gown, "I have someone!"

"Oh~" Hades sighed meaningfully, "It turns out that Mr. Tony Stark, the majestic playboy, will have a wild horse tied up one day!"

"Fuck you," Tony quickly changed the subject, "Where have you been?"

"It'll be there soon," Hades said, "dress up handsomely, and don't let me steal your limelight!"

"Nonsense, the camera will only focus on me tonight!" Tony cursed with a smile, and then stretched out his hands to let Pepper do his clothes.

"Then I'll see you at the banquet," Hades said with a smile, then hung up the phone and looked at Natasha, "How are you, are you ready?"

"If I had known earlier that it was Stark's banquet, I wouldn't have come and dressed so conspicuously," Natasha rolled her eyes, "My identity cannot be exposed to the public!"

"After this, there is no need for a profession like a SHIELD agent," Hades said with a smile, "Do you think there is any way to get Hydra, which has completely infiltrated SHIELD? Clean it up?"

"What do you mean?" Natasha's eyes widened.

"Fury is looking for a way, but we all know that he can't find it, because the best result is that S.H.I.E.L.D. and Hydra die together," Hades said slowly. Everything I did was to bury Hydra more thoroughly, and at the same time... use it as a funeral for S.H.I.E.L.D."

"Of course, maybe Director Fury can find some other way? But... Having said that," Hades drove the car to the position, but did not stop in a hurry, but looked at the car as beautiful as an elf Natasha, "Seriously, Natasha, have you ever thought about being an ordinary person and living like a normal person?"

"Life like a... normal person?" Natasha stared wide-eyed, looking at Hades, her eyes were full of confusion, because it seemed that she had never thought of such a way.

Joining S.H.I.E.L.D. washed away her past identity, but at the same time, it also made S.H.I.E.L.D. a shackle on her.

She can only be an agent, complete the mission, take a vacation, receive the mission, complete the mission, take a vacation...

But now, Hades suddenly told her that she could be freed from this lifestyle and become a normal person, like them, dressing up, shopping, eating and watching movies?
Natasha really never thought about it.

But now, Hades awakened the dreamer with a single word.

Just delete the information about yourself when S.H.I.E.L.D. is disintegrated...

Don't you just clean yourself up?

Natasha's eyes brightened.

As if there is light.

　It is said that justice may be late, but he will never be absent?

　　If I remember correctly, it seems... In our school, being late three times counts as one absence.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)