Marvel, who rescued him? !

[Sorry~ I fell asleep writing this last night. 】

Living in a country of freedom and equality, even if you live in a wealthy area, let alone having your home stolen when no one is home, home invasions and robberies occur frequently even when someone is at home.

Glancing at her boyfriend, who was holding his nose and wailing in pain, Jane, who was familiar with the local customs, first thought that they had suffered a home invasion.

Jane, who was disheveled and frightened, stood up quickly. She quickly opened the first drawer of the bedside table and took out a small pistol from the hidden compartment.

This was a gift given to her by her best friend Darcy Lewis. According to Darcy, God knows when she will need it, so she will definitely be prepared.

The muzzle of the pistol trembled slightly and was pointed at the door of the bedroom. The dark corridor seemed to have a demon dancing around, exuding an indescribable sense of horror.

Even time was slowing down. Cold sweat ran down Jane's back, soaking her pajamas. Her eyes were fixed on the darkness, and she didn't even dare to turn on the bedside lamp at hand.

The woman's sixth sense told her that there was something extremely dangerous hidden outside the corridor in front of her in her villa at this time. Even if she turned her head slightly, the monster might suddenly rush in and bite them both. head.

She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she began to hear the breathing of the third person in a trance. The breathing seemed inhuman, like some monster with teeth and claws.

The dark and fearful door in front of me began to lengthen and become farther away...

Thor, who was hit hard on the nose, finally recovered. He covered his red nose with one hand, held down Jane's gun-holding hands with the other hand, and comforted him in a muffled voice:

"Don't worry~ Jane, there is no one else here. Just...just now it was me...uh..."

The expression of the great Thor was a little stiff, and he was caught in a dilemma for a moment. Are you honest?

A nasty mosquito just landed on my nose. I didn't sleep very well, so I gave it a smack without hesitation...

emmmm~ Will this affect my image of being wise and powerful in Jane's mind?

no! I have to make up a reason!

"It's all because..." Thor's eyes flickered, and he felt his wisdom spinning at high speed in his mind, as if Tony Stark was locked in a hamster cage and running fast in his head, with inspiration spurting out one after another.

Thor opened his arms, and after letting go, his nosebleed dripped down his lips. Thor explained with a naive smile:

"Sorry ~ Jane ~ I was actually dreaming about you just now ~ Hehehe~"

Dream about me?

Suspicion flashed in Jane's eyes, and she lowered the muzzle of her gun as she looked at Thor who was grinning with a bloody nose.

The inexplicable fear just now began to dissipate, and Jane, who regained her senses, was a little bit dumbfounded.

Yes, Thor is the God of Thunder. How could those green-skinned scoundrels break the God of Thunder's nose?

"Huh..." After breathing out, Jane turned on the bedside lamp, but couldn't help but glance at the bedroom door from the corner of her eye.

It was empty and quiet.

Wiping the cold sweat from her forehead, Jane pulled out a few tissues from the bedside table and handed them to Thor with some humor.

Thor looked a little embarrassed, his cheeks were slightly red and he seemed to be shy, wiping his nosebleed, and Jian smiled.

It seems that she has been under too much pressure these days, and her mental tension has caused her to hallucinate just now.

She covered her chest, and her beating heart gave Jane not the feeling of heartbeat, but the feeling of myocardial infarction.

It seemed like it was time to take a good rest. She was suffering from stuck research these days, and her long hair could often be found in the drain of the bathtub.

Just thinking about it... makes me feel even more tortured.

After wiping away the nosebleed, Thor hugged Jane's shoulders apologetically, letting her delicate body lean against his strong chest.

"Jane, don't worry! I'm here for everything. I will protect you, just like I protect my Mjolmir. No one can steal you from my hands."

After hearing Thor's words, Jane turned around and hugged Thor.

Although she didn't want to be compared to a Meowth hammer, Thor really loved this hammer.

Even though Jane protested, Thor had to bring Mjolnir with him even to bed.

He said that he was Asgard's God of War and the symbol of Asgard. He had made countless enemies in his life and was walking on thin ice. He didn't know if he would be able to reach the other side.

When he is sleeping in bed, he is at his weakest. The enemy is likely to use this to deal with him, so he cannot leave Meow Hammer during this time.

Because once he leaves and despicable enemies come to sneak attack, he will be unable to resist and die, eventually leading to the outbreak of a cosmic war and the destruction of all living beings...

Thor's warm embrace made Jane's body begin to feel hot.

"Thor, we are all awake. Do you think we should do something else?"

As she spoke, Jane's cheeks turned slightly red, and her eyes became more moist and charming.

"Do something else?" Jane's question made Thor slightly stunned, and he frowned and asked:

"Do you want to fight crime with me? Yes, night is a good time to fight crime."

"Of course not." Jane rolled her eyes, then raised her body and kissed Thor on the lips.

This sweet kiss stunned Thor, and he quickly immersed himself in it, and began to change from passive to active.

A breeze blew through the bedroom, blowing Jane's long hair, and Jane opened her blurred eyes.

hum-

Jane's heart seemed to have spoken, and her selfless tongue became stiff.

She widened her eyes sharply.

In her sight, a dark figure walked into the bedroom as if there was no one around, leaned over slightly to pick up Thor's hammer, and then walked out.

After a pause for a few seconds, Jane's passion cooled down and she quickly pushed Thor away and gasped:

"Thor, Thor, someone just came in and took your hammer..."

Someone took my hammer? Thor waved his hand indifferently and said:

"How is it possible! No one can take away my hammer, no one! Just like this..."

As he spoke, Thor stretched out his right hand and pointed towards the bed very confidently.

call--

A breeze blew the curtains, and the confidence and pride on Thor's face began to disappear little by little.

Somewhat disbelieving, he tried to reach out again, but nothing happened.

With his eyes widened, Thor rushed to the bedside, trying to find his most precious Meowth hammer, but found nothing.

"Ah - no -" Thor covered his head, his pupils were shaking, and he shouted in collapse.