[Comprehensive] Little Spider's troubles about flat chest

I've been avoiding Harry recently, and he seems to be sulking, and of course he's aware of my attitude.

I don't know why he was sullen, and Harry, who was already proud, simply kept his distance from me.

And just like that, I became a human being again.

Walking alone in school, patrolling the streets of New York alone.

In fact, it's good to be alone, because I don't have time to think about it, and I even put in a lot of effort to beat people.

As soon as the holidays are over, I'm headed off to university.

Although I was busy with many things, I was still very smart after all, and was admitted to Empire State University, the best university in New York.

During the period, Mr. Stark met me and mentioned that he would let me take the MIT exam in Massachusetts.

But I'm a little spider in New York City, how can I get out of here?

However, by coincidence, Harry, Stacy and Fleish all passed the exam.

Harry and Stacey are because of their good grades, and Fleish is of course because of his many awards in rugby.

Since the last time, the relationship between me and Fleish has eased a lot, and what I didn't expect is that Harry and Stacy are also getting closer.

I like both of them, but it makes me even sadder to think that if the two of them actually end up together.

The sadder I felt, the more I wanted to avoid them.

Fortunately, college is very different from high school, and it was difficult for us to see each other.

For some reason today, I always feel like someone is following me - me in Spider-Man.

No evidence, just intuition.

I thought I was a Spider-Man fan like Flesh, so I didn't take it seriously.

Until just now—

I rescued a kind old man casually, and was about to comfort him a few words and send him home as usual, when my spider sensor beeped immediately.

The next second, the benevolent grandfather stabbed me with a small knife in his hand.

Fortunately, I reacted quickly, otherwise I would have been injured!

One turned sideways, and when I looked back, I found that the old man had disappeared.

This is really strange.

I rubbed my head, knowing that this matter cannot just pass like this.

But this person disappeared all of a sudden, and I couldn't help it.

So I had no choice but to continue walking, looking around while walking, looking for the old grandpa just now.

There were a lot of people whispering around me, but a young girl directly blocked my way, winking and asking me to sign her autograph.

I picked up the pen in a daze, and was about to lower my head and write Spider-Man crookedly.

beep beep-

Well, well, my dear spider sense, I get it.

Even though I was complaining in my heart, I knew it was actually warning me all the time, so I immediately pasted the paper on the girl's face vigorously, trying to take the knife away from her hand.

But she disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The body style is exactly the same as that flexible old grandfather just now.

emmmmm a bolt of lightning appeared in my mind with a light bulb on.

I understand.

Someone is trying to kill me.

Eh?Is this nonsense?

Oh, it seems like nonsense.

I thought about it again, searching for someone who fit the profile.

Soon, I thought of a chameleon in my mind.

No, it doesn't mean that animal chameleon!

But the younger brother of one of my enemies, Kraven the Hunter.

Let me tell you, this Kraven is a weirdo.

He and his brother Chameleon are both Russians. The older brother Kraven the hunter claims to be the greatest hunter in the world, and because spiders are animals, Spider-Man—that is, me—became his target.

You want to ask me where is the logic?

I also want to ask.

What about logic?

In short, when I was accidentally anesthetized by anesthesia and lost consciousness, he actually thought I was dead.

It's okay to think that I'm dead, the key is that he actually felt that he had reached the pinnacle of life because of this, and committed suicide without any desire or desire.

Suicide... killed.

I never kill people, and I don't want anyone to die in front of me, let alone for such a reason.

Sorry I really can't understand.

Even if it is a villain, I feel a little sorry to die like this.

After all... Maybe he can work hard to get better like Deadpool.

But one size counts for one size. I suspect that his brother may have come to seek revenge on me because he knew I was not dead.

That would be embarrassing, after all, a chameleon can easily imitate the appearance and demeanor of any person.

So things are a little tricky.

Why.I was flying up and down the streets of New York alone, trying to find signs of deliberation.

At this moment, I saw a red and black figure on the roof of a residential area, which looked familiar to me.

The other party obviously saw me too, yelling at me and waving vigorously.

It's Deadpool, he came back from the limelight so quickly?

I was a little skeptical, but I swung past with the spider silk.

And as soon as I landed, he ran towards me with open arms, "Little spider, what a coincidence!"

My spider sensor didn't sound, but for some reason, I subconsciously raised my leg and kicked him, "Don't come here!"

Is it because he is too cheap, so I can't hold back?

But he didn't do anything particularly cheap.

Deadpool dodged and was not kicked by me, but he showed a somewhat puzzled expression, "What's the matter? Aren't you happy to see me?"

This made me suddenly feel a little strange, and I subconsciously said, "Prove that you are Deadpool."

"What's there to prove? Didn't we catch the killer monkey together last time?" He held his chest, looking a little injured.

I froze for a while, then sighed, "Oh, I'm sorry, Deadpool. The main reason is that I met a..."

"Ohh Ohh ohh!"

I shut my mouth in a jerk, vaguely as if I heard something, but the wind on the roof was very strong, and the sound dissipated quickly.

"What?" Deadpool put his chin in his hands, showing an expectant expression.

I looked at his brand-new tights, and suddenly said, "Deadpool, although this request is presumptuous, can you shoot yourself?"

"Why?" He stretched out his neck in doubt, as if he was very puzzled.

"..." I frowned, tapped the toe of my right foot back vigilantly, and then quickly kicked and grabbed his neck.

"Spider?! Aren't we good friends?" "Deadpool" said with eyes widened in surprise.

"Your acting skills... are clumsy." I thought about it carefully, and sure enough everything was clumsy.

The other party opened his mouth, as if about to speak.

A familiar voice with a tilde sound came from not far away, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...at last! You! It seems that brother must be very important in your heart, doesn't he?"

I turned my head, and saw Deadpool with a broken hand and turned outward at a strange angle, dragging his broken foot slowly moving over from behind the water tank, "This bastard pretended to be you and appeared in front of me and said he would give I gave a loving hug, and then my brother was accidentally tied up by this bastard! He also took such a big knife—"

Deadpool stared and gestured for about ten centimeters, "Such a big knife almost stabbed me to death!!"

"Huh~ But brother is not dead—you are stupid!" He triumphantly raised his hand, "Little spider, give way, let brother kill this guy quickly so that he will not continue to harm others!"

"Wait! Don't kill him, it's not your turn to kill him." I immediately raised my hand and said patiently to Deadpool.

"It's not my turn to kill him? Take a look!" Deadpool pointed to the seam on his chest that was pierced by a ten-centimeter "big knife" with his wooden barn mouth, "Brother, I have to sew clothes when I go back! Tell me, in your mind Is brother's clothes more important or him?"

My remaining hand helplessly covered my face, "No..."

Of course it was... of course it was—God!Who is this!I can't even say it!

"Not what?" Deadpool stuffed the wooden box back into the wooden box cover again, and said solemnly, "I really can't believe it! My little bug, you have a uniform too, and you should know what a job it is to keep it clean and tidy. Difficult but important thing!"

Just as I was still immersed in a state of speechlessness, my hairs suddenly stood on end.

beep beep-

—————Deadpool’s broken ♂ dimensional time—————

Hey, how are you~ I am Deadpool who everyone loves to see flowers bloom! !

I think you must be wondering why I stopped at the most critical moment of the story and asked me to proceed with the story from the No.1 perspective.

Because next, my little behavior will affect the direction of the whole story——[softly] This is what the author told me!Choose A!

In front of you is the battle between the little spider and the chameleon. The current situation is stalemate. Although everyone hates this bad neighbor little spider, I actually like him quite a lot. Keep an eye on him!

[Serious] So, I hope you chose the correct answer.

[Whispering] Hurry up and choose A for brother!

Branch point②

Option A Deadpool raised his hand in panic. →Please go to