[Comprehensive British and American] Space Patrolman Hydra

The prince came into the night with the rose.

"......Soldier."

The red-haired girl squinted at the tall man next to her, her voice raised intriguingly.

"Do you know what season it is?"

"Uh......"

Steve Rogers knew what the red-haired girl was implying, and looked away in embarrassment, rubbing his neck.

"......winter?"

"Looks like you haven't froze your brain out yet - but Steve, you know I haven't had a Super Soldier boost?"

Peggy Carter tightened her coat and let out a breath of white air.

"It's winter—winter!"

She looked at the dark sea in front of her, dumbfounded.

"You always said before that you have no dating experience, and now I finally believe it."

No one brings girls to the island to dance in the cold wind at midnight in winter—there's not even a streetlight on Coney Island!

"...Even if I'm inexperienced, I'm not so inexperienced, Pei."

Steve Rogers touched the tip of his nose, weakly defending himself.

But he also had to admit that he had indeed lost his former calmness and meticulousness.

The blond soldier inadvertently lowered his head, only to see a pair of high-heeled shoes, the heels of which had been buried by the soft sand.

He was not obviously taken aback - obviously he hadn't considered the shoe issue at all before.

"......never mind."

It was easy to get the information she wanted from Steve Rogers' face, the red-haired girl sighed helplessly, and looked up - obviously not long ago, she was still looking down - the tall blond soldier , The corners of the mouth and the brows are rippling with sweet and dreamy satisfaction.

"You are standing here, what am I still pushing forward...wait for me."

With Steve Rogers watching, Peggy Carter opened the bag.

Pick out the earrings you took off before and put them on carefully.

He took out the lipstick and wiped it around his lips.

He took off his hat and threw it on the beach.

Then there is the scarf.

Then there are coats.

Finally she bent down and tore the shoe off.

"Don't—there might be shells, don't scratch!"

Steve Rogers quickly reached out to stop him, but was blocked by Peggy Carter.

The red-haired girl shook her head, pushed the blond soldier's arm away, threw her high heels aside, and stepped barefoot on the sand.

"Soldier, didn't I teach you? Create conditions without conditions..."

The red-haired girl whose arms, calves and feet were exposed to the winter sea breeze, her nose was slightly red from the cold, smiled in the faint light cast from afar.

"Now, I have created the conditions, what are you still doing stupidly?"

She took the initiative to raise her hand, with the back of her hand facing upwards, her chin slightly lifted, her beautiful warm brown eyes sparkled with vibrant starlight.

"It's time for the gentlemen to dance."

"......wear."

Steve Rogers stared fixedly at the red-haired girl who insisted on raising her arms, and suddenly sighed.

"how?"

Peggy Carter didn't lower her arms.

"You always play cards against common sense, always take the initiative, always one step ahead of me, which makes me very embarrassed..."

The blond soldier pretended to complain in a disappointed and melancholy tone.But as he talked, the blond soldier couldn't help laughing.He tried his best to flatten the corners of his mouth, [-]% of the time he acted sincerely and put on a gloomy look.

"How can I show you the stage I designed?"

"Stage? What amazing design did our great cartoonist make?"

Peggy Carter raised her eyebrows and finally withdrew her arm.

"Show me, and don't let me down."

- Show me, don't let me down.

"Well, when have I ever let you down?"

— When have I ever let you down?

Steve Rogers took a step back and flipped the switch in his pocket.

at first.

Only a few muffled voices were heard.

Peggy Carter looked up suspiciously.

——The next moment, her eyes were polished.

A large firework exploded above her head. It was not a flower, but more beautiful than a flower. The firework spewed out, bursting out with dazzling brilliance.

The second firework rose into the sky, bursting into gorgeous fireworks in an instant.

The third one.

Fourth.

The fifth, the sixth, the seventh...

The sea was ignited, burning hotly beside it.

The night turned into a brilliant fiery splendor.

The beach spreads out the gorgeous golden hall.

The hair of the red-haired girl is like a red rose in full bloom under the dreamlike fireworks.

In the next second, the deep and elegant voice of the clarinet sounded from nowhere, and the melodious singing floated into the night sky.

"His soft kisses are still on the corners of my eyes,

"A smile flitted across the corner of his lips,

"This is the truest image of him..."

Standing in the center of the fireworks, the beach, the music, and the blonde soldier, the red-haired girl had a startled expression and suddenly raised her hand to cover her mouth.

...had to be covered.

Otherwise, she was afraid that the tears in her eyes would ruin the little makeup left.

"I belong to this man

"When he takes me in his arms

"Whisper to me

"A rose-colored life appeared before my eyes..."

"band?"

The red-haired girl took a few deep breaths, put her hands down, turned her head to look around, and shifted her attention lamely.

"You got a band?"

"Like it?"

Steve Rogers stood where he was, watching the red-haired girl look around, the bright light reflected in the young and energetic clear eyes, did not answer, but asked in a low voice.

"I'm not disappointed."

Peggy Carter said it lightly, but she had a smile on her face.

"Tonight is our miracle time."

Steve Rogers took a step back and held out his hand.

"Do I have the honor of dancing with this lady?"

"Of course there is."

The shadows of a pair of hands merged into one.

The hem of the skirt and trousers leaned together.

There is only one pair of golden dancers. In the hall, the whisper of music is inaudible.

"You are still so bad at dancing, I have to teach you well in the future."

"A girl who is not forgiving...I have obviously practiced it seriously—is it really that bad?"

"This night of love won't end

"Overflowing happiness drives away the long night

"Sorrow and trouble are gone

"Happiness, this feeling of happiness will accompany me until death..."

Spread out the rosy night.

"Boss, everything is functioning normally."

"Where's Steve and Paige?"

"Captain and Ms. Carter are dancing."

"That's good."

Hydra bounced on the dark sand.

She can't be seen by Peggy Carter, because it will bring up a series of problems that are not easy to solve; she can't go too far-because the music and fireworks are controlled through the Hydra network platform.

So she circled to the other side of the reef.There are no fireworks here, and the music is too weak to be heard.

At night when the sea tide was high, Hydera grabbed her skirt, stepped happily between the water and sand, ran down with the tide, and ran up with the waves, screaming in a low voice.

The tide wave after wave, layer after layer of fine white foam, covered her ankles, slid across her instep, leaving thin itchy water marks, and smoothed the footprints left by her.

"Boss, are you happy?"

Arnold asked.

"Why aren't you happy?" Hydera giggled, "Look, Arnold, I have brought human beings a dream come true again—the doctor must reward me with a trip to the Eternal Night Diamond Star this time!"

"But Boss."

Arnold paused, and said softly.

"You are always fulfilling other people's dreams, won't you be tired?"

"What's the matter, Arno? You sound sullen."

Hydera watched the waves, jumped up when the waves came - and fell back with a "plop" when the water was all under his feet.The water hit her feet, and the wonderful touch made her laugh happily.

"Look up there, think about 70 long years, look at the faces of Steve and Ms. Paige...isn't that enough?"

"..."

Arnold sat deep in the Hydera network platform and touched the position of the "heart".

There's a... unspeakably wonderful feeling there.

If you have to describe it, it is very similar to the electric reaction that Hydera would produce after being fed bitter fruit by the doctor's evil eyes.

A wonderful feeling filled his circuits, and the quantum brain couldn't help but ask.

"—and what about your own dream?"

"..."

Hydera suddenly got tired of chasing the waves.

She stopped running, slowed down, and walked aimlessly on the beach.

"Arnold, I can't answer the question you asked me."

Hydera murmured softly.

"All I know for sure is that I really want to help them. I love this romantic dream. Paige deserves this dance."

She paused, and her voice became softer.

"But Arno... Arno... You see, this is the first time I've ever wanted something."

It was the first time she liked something so much.

But she dared not take it.

She didn't want to put it there; she didn't dare to hold it in her hand.

He gave her a passion she had never had before, but now she was afraid that this passion would be too hot and burn him.

"You gave the captain a memory blur device," Arno said.

"I don't know if he will use it," Hydera said.

"But if he doesn't use the memory blur device, it will do a lot of damage to time—and you hid that from the captain."

"There's no need to tell him, I can handle it."

"Do you think the captain will stay?"

"I don't know." Hydera shook her head.

Arnold disagreed, "The timeline involved by the captain is very important. Once he stays, the time fluctuations caused will be unimaginable. Such a large fluctuation can even damage the timeline, which is difficult to deal with—"

"Actually, I can."

Hydera repeated stubbornly.

"If he wants, I can."

"This violates the regulations of the Cosmic Patrol Team, the Doctor's regulations, and yours and that of the Ancient One, Boss. This universe doesn't even belong to you, you shouldn't do this."

Arnold said.

"If you insist on doing this, I will stop you."

"..."

Hydera no longer argues with Arnold on this issue.She simply stopped, turned around and looked at the last two footprints that hadn't been washed away.

"Arnold, let's do this. I'll count from one to seven."

she whispered.

"If the next wave doesn't come after counting to seven, he will—no, or if the footprints are not erased, if any one of the conditions is met, he will follow me."

Arnold said, "Okay, I'll time it."

"No—I'll count. One, two, three..."

Looking at the approaching waves, Hydera tried to speed up the countdown, but tried to control the speed to the edge of excessive speed, trying to use enough "sincere" prayers to believe that this sentence is really magical, and Trying to cover up her uneasiness and anxiety.

"Five, six..."

Sixth second.

There were no waves.

Footprints disappear.

"..."

Hydera was not reconciled.

"I'm standing here."

She took a few steps toward the sand and made a new hypothesis.

"Before he comes back, if the waves don't wet my skirt, it means we can go back together."

1 minutes.

2 minutes.

......

5 minutes.

10 minutes.

The slowly rising waves finally soaked the cotton skirt.The skirt was dragged by the water, and it was wet and stuck to her calf, which was heavy and uncomfortable.

"That doesn't count."

Hydera spoke again.

"You have to get the whole skirt wet."

"..."

Anon sighed.

"Boss, the high tide here won't be able to rise so high in 500 years."

The author says:

The lyrics in this chapter come from "La Vie en Rose".