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I don't know how long I stayed on the terrace with Steve, but when Garald opened his eyes again, it was already the early morning of the next day.

The noise of traffic and the bustling crowd came from outside the window, and the sunlight fell from the sky and fell on the floor through the gaps in the curtains, leaving a small piece of dazzling light and shadow.Blinking, the field of vision gradually changed from blurred to clear.Mr. Elf stared at the pale ceiling above his head in a daze for a while, then relaxed his body, and completely sank himself into the quilt with the smell of sunshine again.

"When did I fall asleep?"

Lie down on the pillow and rubbed the heavy forehead.Garald buried his face in the crook of his arms and muttered, while reaching out and groping for a while on the bedside cabinet, he found his mobile phone.

After pressing the lock screen button, he opened it and took a look.

It was exactly seven o'clock in the morning, a little later than I usually woke up.

"Jarvis?"

Already accustomed to the existence of this intelligent AI in the building.Closing his eyes for a while, Jialuode slowly got up from the bed, and slowly moved to the bathroom to take a shower, and then felt that he finally woke up from sleepiness: "Today is what day of the week?" ?”

"Sunday, sir."

Having thoughtfully opened the curtains of the room for the elves, Jarvis' voice quickly came from the ceiling: "If the itinerary you gave me is correct, today you have to go to the store to work And the pile of work."

"……Correct."

If it wasn't for the AI ​​reminder, I really almost forgot that there was such a thing.Thinking that he must have been too much stimulated yesterday, Jialuode silently complained about the shop manager who eats people and doesn't spit out bones, while quickly getting dressed, and walked towards the door of the room:

"I hope he can let me get off work early this time. I feel really bad now... Speaking of which, how did I come back last night? Did the captain pick me up?"

"This statement basically fits the reality, but the wording is somewhat inaccurate." After a suspicious pause, Jarvis's metallic voice was still calm and polite: "The correct description is that Captain Rogers hugged you from time to time." The terrace went down."

"……Oh."

Almost accidentally bumping into the door frame, Jialuode was silent for a long time on the word 'hug', his expression blank for a moment.But if you think about it carefully, it seems that there is nothing to be surprised about. After all, I am so light, no matter what posture the captain should be able to hold, as long as he does not clamp himself between the arms and psoas like last time, there is no The dignity that any elf should have, Jarod felt that he had reason to be thankful for it.

But soon, Mr. Elf thinks otherwise.

As a start to the day, mornings are usually when the Avengers are most likely to be caught in the mansion.Garald didn't think there was anything wrong with this at first, but even so, it was a bit too much to meet two-thirds of the Avengers in the short walk from his room to the public floor.It's as if all of them have made an appointment to meet him this morning for various reasons and in various ways, not to mention Black Widow, Saul and Falcon, even Tony who never works normally and the perennial hermit laboratory The old Dr. Banner also appeared at the corner of the corridor, and greeted him with a cup of coffee with dark circles under his eyes. It couldn't be more frightening.

suspicious.

Really very suspicious.

I felt like I must have slept through something terrible.Garald walked into the dining room with a puzzled face, brought himself a salad, and then grabbed Hawkeye who was sneaking through the refrigerator, and dragged him to sit at the empty bar.

"Hey, are you awake?"

Just as he wanted to take out his biscuits while no one was around, he was caught by the collar with one hand.Clint quickly clutched the snacks tightly to his chest, turned his head in horror, but the moment he saw the person coming, his expression clearly wavered: "Good morning, did you sleep well last night hehehe ?”

...That's right, that's the tone.

"So—" he forked an innocent tomato in the bowl, and the corner of Garrod's mouth curved into a gentle smile: "Did I miss something, Barton?"

"No no."

Shaking his head vigorously, Clint's expression is very sincere now: "It's really nothing."

Mr. Elf was obviously even more confused.

"Then what's going on with you today?"

Why does everyone feel so...sweet?

Thinking of the softness and kindness in her eyes as if she was looking at her son when she met the Black Widow in the corridor, Jarod felt a little bit better.

And the most important thing is, if Natasha is the only one, but even Sol Sam Tony and even Banner are like this, then this matter is really terrible.

"Oh, that's really nothing."

Not feeling that there was anything wrong, Clint held his chin, looked at Garald and replied without any thought:

"Because when you were carried down by the captain yesterday, An Jing was so cute, cuter than me. They probably thought... Well, they suddenly found the brilliance of their motherhood from you."

Garrod: ...

Garrod was silent for a long time.

"That's it."

Clenching the fork tightly, the metal bends a visible arc between the fingers.The smile on the corner of Mr. Elf's mouth became brighter and brighter. It was obviously gentle like a spring breeze, but Hawkeye's back suddenly felt cold, and he couldn't help shivering: "So, where is the captain? I haven't seen him since this morning?"

"He went to S.H.I.E.L.D. early in the morning." Clint shrank his neck unconsciously: "Fury wants to find him for a meeting."

"That's fine." Garald nodded happily: "It's just you."

"—Where is your training room?"

After finishing speaking, I haven't waited to realize what this sentence means.Hawkeye felt that someone was grabbing him by the collar again, so he lifted him up from the seat and walked out the door.

Clint was dumbfounded.

……

After half an hour.

"I think you treat your teammates really, really discriminately, living fossil."

While stuffing small biscuits into his mouth, he complained fiercely to Jarod who came out of the workshop.The eighth-level agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., the well-known archer of the Avengers, and the cutie of the American people, Hawkeye Clint Barton was entrenched at the only round table in the cake shop, with a With a broken heart, I decided to eat up all the stocks here today:

"I'm not the one who went up with you to watch the stars, watch the moon, and talk about life ideals. The captain is definitely way too much for me!! Why don't you hold him down and beat him up!!!"

"Go fight Captain America, you think I'm stupid."

Stuffed the tray of chiffon cakes into his mouth which couldn't even be filled with biscuits.Garald rolled his eyes towards the ceiling, disdainful of Hawkeye's accusation: "What's more, what do you mean I'm so cute when I'm quiet? Am I cute anytime?"

"..."

Makes sense.

Clint almost choked on a bite of the cake.

You've changed, you've really changed, old man.

You were obviously not like this before.

Suddenly, I wanted to drag Steve back from S.H.I.E.L.D. and ask him what he did to an elf, why he lost his good virtue of humility like this.Clint rolled his eyes and downed a whole cup of black tea, saving himself from the brink of choking to death, with an indescribably complicated expression on his face.

"All right. You're so pretty, you're right in everything you say."

After being silent for a while, he sighed quietly: "The captain once taught us that respecting the elderly is a virtue that everyone should possess..."

Garrod 'Peng' stuck the knife in his hand on the table with a sound.

"...It's a pity that no one can let me practice now."

Staring at the knife in his hand that was wiping his wrist for three points, Hawkeye changed his words very kindly, and a drop of cold sweat slowly slid from the corner of his forehead.

Humph.

Let go of your hand and let the knife stand upright on it.Mr. Elf smiled at him, picked up the empty cup and tray, and put them in the sink behind the counter.

"So, you're living in the Avengers Mansion now?"

I have been sitting next to them with great interest and watching them fight each other.With his hands on his chin, Jimmy smiled and pushed another portion of the dessert in front of him to Clint, then turned his head to look at the elf who came back again: "Wow, if you don't tell me this kind of news first, you can It's too embarrassing!"

"I'm just staying there temporarily."

He also sat down at the table.Garald habitually took out his mobile phone and swiped through the LEX interface, but he didn't find that "Star-Spangled Banner" was online. Move to the face of the colleague who has been working with him: "Is there any problem?"

"Of course there is!"

Holding his face and shaking his head, Jimmy didn't know what to think of, and his expression looked very dreamy: "Since you live in the Avengers Building, don't you see superheroes like Captain America, Iron Man, Thor, and even the Hulk every day?" ?!! They are all so powerful, do you know how awesome this is!!"

emmm...he really doesn't know.

Having never understood ordinary people's pursuit of superheroes, Garald shrugged, not feeling that his life now is much different from his previous life.

In addition to having a group of roommates who made trouble every three days and demolished the house every five days.

Moreover, Hulk really doesn't see him every day.

Think of that gentle looking doctor, but after transforming, even Balrog can easily beat him up.Mr. Elf's eyelids couldn't help but twitch. He has no doubt that if that big green man was often tossed out, the Avengers Building would have disappeared from the earth long ago, without even a scum left.

"But, speaking of it, why do you live there?"

Wandering in his own beautiful imagination for a while, Jimmy came back to his senses, and soon realized that there seemed to be a more important question: "Did you join them? Are you a superhero too?"

"Of course I am not."

Garrod shook his head.However, before he could continue to say anything, the topic was taken over by Hawkeye who had been silent for a while.

"Jarrod is now one of our partners. It will be more convenient to live in the Avengers Mansion, and it will better ensure his safety."

The eyes looking at Jimmy seemed to mean something, but there seemed to be nothing.Clint rolled his eyes at Garrod, who was raising eyebrows beside him, and then looked out of the window, pushed away the basket of biscuits in front of him, and tapped the quiver next to him: "So, all those who are unfavorable to Garrod will be on the Avengers' removal list, so you understand?"

"……certainly."

The curvature of Jimmy's mouth did not change, but the smile in his eyes faded for some reason.

"In that case, can you accommodate me today and let this guy get off work earlier?"

Shaking his thumb in the direction of Garrod, Clint said: "I still have something to do with our partner, so it shouldn't matter if I tell your store manager like this?"

She glanced at him suspiciously, not knowing that Hawkeye had something else to do with her today.But Mr. Elf didn't say anything, he just turned his head to look at his colleague.

"I don't think it should matter."

And Jimmy nodded quickly: "Since the Avengers have said so, I can take care of Garrod's shift. After all, your business is more important than working in a cake shop."

"Thank you then."

With that said, Clint nodded at him.Immediately, he carried his own bow and quiver, and picked up his backpack for Jarod.

"...You didn't tell me what else to do today, Barton."

"I won't come out with you if nothing happens, I thought you should know..."

Take off the apron and drape it over the counter.After greeting Jimmy, Garrod opened the door and walked out while talking with Clint.The wind blowing from outside the store vaguely conveyed the content of the two people's conversation, but it was quickly covered up in the crisp sound of wind chimes, and there was no trace to be found.

And watching their backs disappear into the corner of the street, in the bakery, Jimmy sat there for a long time.Thinking of the way Clint looked at him just now, his expression gradually sank.

After a moment of silence, he slowly took out a black communicator from his pocket.

"Hawkeye may have doubts about me." Connected to the channel, he said: "If we don't want to fail, we should act in advance. The plan can no longer wait."

"..."

I don't know what was said on the other end of the channel.There was a sneer at the corner of Jimmy's mouth, he looked in the direction where the two disappeared, snorted, and nodded slightly: "Don't worry, I will definitely take care of everything, this is what I should do."

"—Wait for my news."