[Comprehensive] Little Spider's troubles about flat chest

I walked restlessly down the streets of Queens, completely puzzled by the people I had seen.

Why is Detective Peralta from Brooklyn showing up in Queens?

And it looks like it's going to be my new neighbor?

...God.Doesn't it feel far away for him to go to work like this?

To be honest, it didn't matter at all, after all, he didn't know that I was Spider-Man, even if he had seen Spider-Man following Deadpool all the time, it didn't matter.

but!

He saw me as an ordinary person, that is, when I was in Petra's state, I appeared with Deadpool!

It was the last time Deadpool insisted on a kidnap/hang game with me, that time I wasn't wearing a spider uniform and he saw my face.

As neighbors, it is inevitable that we will meet.

Thinking of his unreliable appearance, I immediately imagined a picture.

Police officer Peralta saw me standing with Aunt May, stopped us righteously, and then persuaded Aunt May to discipline me so that I would not mix with perverts in tights.

First of all, Aunt Mei will know that I have been in the same frame as Deadpool.

Then Aunt May will never know where to find that Spider-Man and Deadpool have been in the same frame.

In the end, it means that Aunt Mei knows that I am Spider-Man, and maybe she will know about me and Deadpool.

Hey, I'm on the pill again.

After all, it is impossible for me to move out, and where do I move?My university doesn't have a mandatory requirement for accommodation, and I didn't apply because I wanted to save money, so I don't have a student dormitory to live in temporarily.

It's really—too wretched!

Why have you been so unlucky lately?

I sighed, changed into the spider uniform and started to patrol the streets of New York aimlessly.

The only good thing is that the law and order in New York is really getting better and better, and those super villains have rarely appeared recently. Although I think this has something to do with the fact that the Avengers base is located in New York, um...it must have something to do with my efforts Something to do with it?

Soon, after changing into my regular clothes, I was going to wander around and have a look before going home.

So not long after I left, I looked around at the surrounding buildings, and helplessly stretched out my hand to rest on my forehead.

How did I end up in Brooklyn again?

Brooklyn must be poisonous, for example, Detective Peralta in this police district, and Deadpool who lives here—although Brooklyn is indeed a relatively chaotic place in New York, and it’s not wrong for me to come here, but I It's not good where to go, why did you come here again?

I was about to leave here when I suddenly felt my stomach growl.

Well, Aunt Mei's breakfast has become more and more indescribable these days. She didn't eat a few bites at all this morning. A sandwich for lunch is obviously not enough, so now I'm very hungry and I want to eat.

I looked around and soon found a restaurant that had just opened near the Williamsburg Bridge.

After thinking about it, I only had the last dozen or so dollars with me, so I thought I'd better go home and eat.

But the hunger kept coming, and I thought about Aunt May's craft again—she's a beautiful woman, good for everything but cooking.

Hey... Let's pack some for her after eating.

So I approached this suspected fast food restaurant. There was an advertisement for a waiter outside the store. I stared at it for a while, then walked in, and saw two waitresses chatting inside the store.

One of the two waiters is tall and thin, while the other is relatively short and a bit fat, but—the breasts are so big (.

etc!What's wrong with me recently?

Why is the focus always on other girls' boobs?Was it infected by Deadpool or was it just because I was missing something that I kept noticing something?

"Sit here." My eyes stayed on her badge for a while, and the girl from Max pointed at her with a small book.

I stared blankly at her for a moment, and she yelled at me, "Hey! Here!"

I immediately came back to my senses, "Sorry, I'ming."

As soon as the voice fell, everyone in the restaurant fell silent, and I even heard someone laughing.

Hmm, did I say something wrong?

Max rolled his eyes in disgust, then raised his eyebrows at me, "What are you eating, poor little virgin?"

I was smothered again, then sighed and said, "I'm a girl."

"Oh, that sounds even more pathetic."

Yes, I feel sad too.And I still don't know why other people are smiling at me.

Against the strange eyes of others, I still chose to pack it directly.

With food for two in my hands, I stood on the street blankly for a while.

I raised my watch and glanced at the time. Since I didn't enjoy my dinner in the restaurant to pass the time, it's still early. If I go back so early, I might run into that detective Peralta. That would be bad. .

But I don't know his schedule, and I may meet him at any time, so I decided to go back later.

——Then the food I bought in my hands would look stupid, and by the time I got home, Aunt May might have already finished eating, and these things would be cold.

So what should I do? Although I have a big appetite, I can't eat that much by myself. It seems too wasteful to throw it away.

I opened the zipper of my schoolbag, and when I was about to stuff the packed food into the bag first, I saw the red uniform in my bag at a glance.

On the contrary, I also thought of another person who likes to wear red uniforms and likes to yell that I copied his uniforms, Deadpool.

Thinking of him makes me shudder.

Why do I still want to bring him food when he makes troubles like this regardless of the occasion?

No, no, just because I couldn't think of where to go for the time being, so I abducted to Deadpool's house by the way!

It's not because I suddenly want to see him!

Deadpool's house is very close to the small restaurant just now, I walked there in about a quarter of an hour.

I got on the elevator and came to Deadpool's house. Standing at the door of his house, I raised and lowered the hand that wanted to knock on the door repeatedly, and I began to hesitate.

I haven't forgiven him yet!

The girl named Xia Kela put it aside first, and reluctantly believed him, but when Aunt Mei came into my room last night, he was still making trouble.

He's just too much—

The door of Deadpool's house was suddenly opened, and my hand was still in mid-air, hesitant to knock on the door.

We were both obviously surprised to see each other at this moment.

But Deadpool soon showed a smile, and he clenched his hands into fists and put them on his mouth, "I must have been given a lucky buff by someone~ I was thinking about you just now, but you showed up at my door soon!"

I rolled my eyes, made a cold face on purpose, then turned sideways, walked around him and walked in.

But just a few steps away, Deadpool immediately closed the door and backed up to block me with a straight face, preventing me from going any further. His tall body still blocked my sight.

I looked up at him suspiciously, but Deadpool's expression was a little guilty.

Why does he look so guilty?Could it be that……

When I just noticed something was wrong and wondered if Deadpool was deceiving me about something again, his nose moved, and then he hung his whole body on my body, leaning his head close to the schoolbag behind me to smell it .

"Holy shit! Petra, you must be a little angel! How do you know I'm hungry?!"

I was stunned, and at the same time, the line of sight blocked by him was also liberated. When the line of sight passed his shoulder, I found that his home was very messy, with clothes thrown everywhere, and various food wrapping papers and cartons on the small coffee table. There were balls of paper towels spread out on the table, and the strangest thing was that there was a bottle of something like hand sanitizer or lotion on the coffee table.

Oh... So it turns out that what he was guilty of was the mess at home?

Hmm...not really a big deal.

Sometimes my room was messy too, and Aunt May would help me clean it at first, but she finally gave up after I repeatedly protested that I couldn't find what was supposed to be in the original place.

At the same time, Deadpool dug out the food I bought earlier from my school bag, and turned around happily.

When I turned around, I saw the chaos in my own home, because the food completely forgot to keep blocking my view, "Shit!"

I couldn't help laughing seeing him deflated, I laughed and said, "Your house is really like a trash can!"

He scratched his head, a little aggrieved, "Then how do I know you will come to my house suddenly?"

"Hmm..." He thought hard for a while, and then a light bulb popped out of his head, and said shyly, "Ah! My dear! Do you want to move in and live with me?"

Hearing the word cohabitation, I raised my head and looked at him in a daze.

No no no - Petra!

Forget about this thought, get this thought out of your head!

I took a deep breath, ready to say something to change the subject.

Oh, right!There is one thing that really puzzles me until now.

I looked at Deadpool who had already taken out the box to eat, and asked, "Hey Deadpool, I want to ask you a question."

"What?" He mumbled, looking at me, chewing the food in his mouth.

"I said something normal when I went to the restaurant to buy something. I don't understand why everyone looked at me delicately, and even a few people laughed at me." I asked suspiciously.

Deadpool stopped and immediately jumped up from his chair, "Which restaurant? I'll teach them a lesson for you!"

"Eh——? No, no, no!" I hurriedly stopped him, and said hesitantly, "Maybe there is something wrong with what I said?"

Deadpool calmed down a bit, "Then what did you say?"

I showed a distressed expression, "It's nothing, a normal sentence, I just said I'ming to the waitress—"

"Pfft—" Deadpool covered his throat and coughed violently.

Seemingly noticing that my eyes were not kind, he immediately covered his mouth and looked at me seriously.

"Tonight, how about tonight? Tonight I will try my best to make youfeeliting!"