People with superpowers are not superheroes [Comprehensive + British and American]

"Mom, is everything okay on the farm? I'll bring the new clothes I bought for you back to see you in two days... Well, don't worry, I'm fine, and Superman is fine, too, and there is no danger. By the way, I have A new neighbor."

In the evening, Saiki rejected Clark's proposal to help clean the house—since both of them did not intend to reveal their abilities, he came alone faster—he was leaning against the wall with his arms folded, using his mind to control the broom and A few rags were flying up and down, and Clark's voice was heard across the wall.

Qi Mu's mental sweeping didn't stop, he tilted his head slightly, and saw Clark who was on the phone through the thin wall.

Or should I say... Superman in normal clothes?After all, he didn't wear the glasses that covered half of his face, and he stroked his thick bangs up to reveal his forehead.

Forget it, it doesn't matter.

What?Said he violated privacy?

Don't be kidding, there's never been such a thing as privacy in this world in front of people with superpowers who have telepathy that is always on.

Besides, Superman is a good person with good conduct, but it doesn't mean he is also. Qi Mu has no psychological pressure at all about using superpowers to snoop on calls and mention his neighbors.

"Yes, it's the one opposite me, Mr. George's house...he is an Asian, very young, um, a middle school student. Of course, I will take care of him."

Next door, Clark's phone is still going on, and the way he speaks is quite different from Superman and the little reporter—his two "characters"—with a slightly higher voice than as Superman, but without Clark Kent's hesitation Hehe, from Qi Mu's point of view, his body posture is also very stretched, leaning against the wall in a rather relaxed posture.

"... He also comforted Superman, he is a very good person." Clark said lightly, with a soft smile on his face.

"..."

Your way of judging good guys and bad guys is too arbitrary, right?

Qi Mu looked at it for a few seconds, then looked away silently, and manipulated the cleaning tools with his thoughts to move to the next room.

Because of this, he didn't hear Clark's next words——

"Speaking of which, he also wears glasses. No, Mom, there is no super villain, and the reason is different from mine...By the way, his eyes are purple, very special, probably to cover them..."

……

After a night without dreams, Qi Mu opened his eyes on time at six o'clock the next morning.

Today is Monday, the day he is going to report to his new high school, but Saiki will not get up early for this and meet new classmates early... American high schools are different from Japan, not everyone is divided into fixed classes, Sit in a fixed classroom and wait for the teacher, but go to different classrooms according to the schedule you choose.For students in the United States, it is very common for students to flow around during class, and there are often students transferring in and out of schools here, so transfer students will not be as conspicuous as they are in Japan.

Oh, and there is another point, that is, there is no need to wear a fixed school uniform-although it is not a big opinion, but Qi Mu doesn't like the green school uniform of his previous school, mainly... and his pink Colored hair looks so weird.

It was just a little awkwardness, not to the extent that he could use super powers to change it, but he was relieved to be able to change the school uniform.

Qi Mu packed his schoolbag and brought a few textbooks that he bought yesterday... Oh?What about the unsuitable Superman comics, you ask? ——Of course he was burned by him long ago, after all, Superman's reaction yesterday is enough to reflect his attitude towards this.

...Talking far away, in short, after Qi Mu packed up everything, when he sat leisurely at the dining table and took out the bread he bought yesterday, he still had a lot of time.

Ok?

At this time, he heard an unusual noise from the next door.

No way, I just thought about it yesterday, and today there is really a villain to make trouble?

In line with the idea that "there is a problem in Superman's house, as a neighbor, he can't run away", Qi Mu used his perspective ability to see who was so unlucky that he didn't run away.

In the end, he guessed wrong—from the next door, Superman flew in through the window, and he seemed to have just finished a rescue operation. He quickly put on the white shirt he just ironed last night, and then put on another one. Oversized suit jacket.Wearing a tie with one hand, he closed the laptop on the bedside table with the other and stuffed it into the briefcase.

"Wow, it's so late! If I'm late, Perry will kill me..."

'A busy day for a superhero. '

It's amazing.

Qi Mu watched Superman rushing out of the bedroom like a gust of wind. At this time, he had completely turned into an ordinary Clark—speaking of which, where did he usually hide his red boots?Saiki glanced at the cheap leather shoes he put on—it seemed that no matter how anxious he was, he hadn’t forgotten the procedures that humans should have. Clark put the briefcase on the dining table, opened the refrigerator, and took a 1L bottle of milk from it , drank it with a gulp, and dug out the bread slices that had been cut before.

Then... His eyes lit up, and he scanned the slice of bread for two seconds like a scanning machine, and the bread soon took on a beautiful golden color after being baked.

Seems good.

Qi Mu looked thoughtfully at the whole piece of bread in his hand...

Three seconds later—

"Tsk."

— burnt.

He just floated the bread in a learned way, put his hands under it, tried to simulate a stove-like flame, and used his mind to rotate the bread while baking it.

What went wrong?

Qi Mu looked expressionlessly at the scorched and strange-smelling bread that had been baked by himself like dry firewood, and a high-temperature flame rose in his hand, mercilessly destroying its remains.

"Ok?"

Clark, who was spreading peanut butter on a slice of bread, tilted his head suspiciously.

It seems... It smells like something is burning?

Is any family cooking?

Although the apartment is small and old, but the fire warning is still done well, Clark did not do anything when he didn't notice the danger - such as using X vision to see the situation of the neighbors - he just quickly put a few The piece of bread is settled, and we are about to go out.

"Almost forgot!"

When he reached the door, he turned back and put on his glasses. When he walked out of the apartment again, he looked at the door he was facing and hesitated briefly.

Saiki on the opposite side...should get up early to go to school today too, right?

I don't know if I'm used to it when I just came here... Do you want to say hello?

Just a few seconds after he hesitated, the door opposite was pushed open, and Qi Mu stood at the door with his schoolbag.

"Good morning, Mr. Kent."

Not surprised, he nodded politely.

Clark greeted with a smile: "Good morning, just call me Clark, and I'll call you Qi Mu too, right?"

'It's the same, Saiki is the last name, and Clark is the first name. '

Even though he thought so, Qi Mu still acquiesced - this little thing doesn't matter, anyway, it's common for Americans to call each other by name, and it doesn't mean that the relationship between two people is good just by calling their names.

Seeing that he didn't object, Clark looked very happy, but soon, he twitched his nose.

...It seems to smell the same burnt smell as before?

Clark looked over suspiciously, and Qi Mu didn't seem to notice his doubts, and kept his eyes fixed.

After two seconds, he gave up.

"If you want to take the subway, turn left after exiting the gate of this apartment, and you will see it after walking 200 meters...Speaking of which, have you had breakfast?"

"have eaten."

Qi Mu said without changing his face.

——Let’s go out and buy breakfast in the future.

……

Will card into the office area of ​​the Daily Planet, while walking towards his cubicle, Clark was busy arranging the crooked tie that had just been squeezed on the elevator.

"Hey, Kent!" fellow colleague and friend Jimmy Olsen stood up and greeted Clark as he walked past a cubicle. "How was your weekend?"

"Uh... not bad?"

Clark hesitantly replied that there were no aliens invading the earth this weekend, no grand plans of supervillains, no rampant research institutes... Superman was just flying around to deal with things like bombings or bank robberies. little things.

...oh, and stray cats who are always stuck in trees or on roofs - it was a pretty good weekend by Superman standards.

"Is it really good?" Jimmy made an exaggerated surprised expression, "Have you dated a girl?"

"Ah? No."

"Have you been high all night at the bar?"

"...No." Clark said honestly, although he did have an all-nighter, but that was Superman's job, and it was obviously not the same thing that Jimmy asked.

"I knew it." Hearing the expected answer, Jimmy sighed and patted him on the shoulder, "So, your weekend is no different than usual!"

"There's nothing wrong with being ordinary." Clark pushed his glasses, looking a little embarrassed, "And, Jimmy, the entertainment I told you about... well, I'm not interested."

"Yes, yes, I understand, honest Mr. Kent..."

Before Clark could react to this evaluation—although he really had no objection, Louise Lane, who was passing by, knocked on the table dissatisfied.

"Hey girls, it's work time, don't act like middle schoolers who haven't seen each other for a vacation!"

Jimmy immediately shrank his neck and hid, leaving Clark smiling awkwardly at the beautiful...and sharp senior reporter.

Seeing him like this, Louise rolled her eyes in a very unladylike way: "Okay, small town boy, don't put on such an expression, I'm not paying your salary—the gentleman who paid your salary just now Let me tell you to see him, you'd better move fast, Perry doesn't seem to be in a good mood."

"Oh! OK, I'll be right there, thank you, Louise!"

Hearing this, Clark shuddered, and was about to move away immediately, but suddenly heard something——

"Sorry, I suddenly thought of something..."

Speaking quickly, he put the things in his hand aside casually, thinking of running outside: "Louis, please tell the old editor for me, I will be back soon!"

"what?"

Louise watched dumbfounded as he quickly disappeared outside the door, and exchanged glances with Jimmy poking his head out.

"...you know, Clark."

Jimmy shrugged: "Weird Clark, just get used to it."

……

In the youth middle school in New York, just after the first algebra class according to the schedule, Qi Mu heard the excited discussions of the two female students behind him.

"Look, Superman's new rescue!"

"Twenty-seven people were rescued in the fire... Alas, I really want to be rescued by Superman once! Think about touching his chest muscles!"

"Then you go to Metropolis and jump off a building, Superman will catch you."

"I don't want it, I will be hated..."

——Being a superhero is really troublesome.

Qi Mu confirmed this matter again.