It's not a superhero, it's a saiyan

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"Clark, are we a couple?"

After a day's work, Clark, who was browsing the web, was caught off guard by Sun Wukong's question. He almost sprayed his coffee on the screen.He quickly turned his head to look in the direction of the sound. Sun Wukong, who had just finished taking a shower, came out with a scarf tied around his waist, wiping his wet hair vigorously with both hands, and was waiting curiously for Clark's answer.

The expression looks so innocent.

Clark didn't know why he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his keen hearing allowed him to hear his own swallowing sound clearly - he had to admit that his hearing was still so good - he turned his eyes back as if electrocuted On the flickering, colorful screen, he quickly stored a large amount of information into his brain, and the busyness of the brain cells calmed him down.

"Why did you suddenly ask that?" Clark looked at Sun Wukong again, he didn't think his friend would think of such... a strange question.

"Huh?" Sun Wukong put the towel on his shoulders, sat down cross-legged opposite Clark, stroked the hair on his cheeks, and said embarrassedly, "Ah, I just remembered it suddenly when I was taking a shower. When Wanda said that he thought we were a couple!" He blinked, still curious, "Are we a couple?"

"...I don't think we are in that relationship."

"Oh, so that's not it, but why, couples sound like a very close relationship?" Monkey King leaned his upper body towards Clark as hard as he could, staring at Clark with wide eyes.

"Oh~" Clark whispered. He felt that this was more nervous than answering the interviewer's question. It was even more unbelievable that he didn't understand why he was so nervous. It was the shirt that was buttoned too tightly. Look, he could already feel the shirt constricting his arms and chest. It must have shrunk. It looked like he needed a new batch of shirts.

"Clark?" Monkey King poked Clark's hand.

Clark suddenly found that Monkey King had arrived in front of him, and he could even feel the breath he exhaled—although this was a matter of course—the expression of concern was also very delicate and real.

"Well, I think I have to leave for a while, and it suddenly occurred to me that there is something that needs to be dealt with immediately."

"Hey? That's it, then go quickly, then I'll go to bed first, I'm so sleepy." Monkey King yawned, and walked towards his bed unsteadily.

Clark took a deep breath, his body floated up and flew out of the door. In a blink of an eye, his figure appeared at an altitude of [-] meters. The strong turbulence in the troposphere made his hair dance wildly, enough to make him realize that he had done nothing. What a fool.

He could swear that he didn't understand why he had to come here in the middle of the night to blow the cold wind.

Well, calm down, man, your head is going to be a mess.

Clark slowed down his breathing, and began to recall the logic of the above instructions issued by his brain to himself a few minutes ago... He felt that he should leave, yes, urgently leave his friend, so he appeared more than ten kilometers away, Before that, he was ashamed, yes, he was ashamed, because he felt the adrenaline rush for a moment—the god knows what touched him—it was just...

Clark slapped his face with a slap, and the expression on his face was indescribable. Of course, he understood that young men are easily stimulated, are flammable and explosive items, and sometimes have nothing to do with sexual orientation, but...

"Oh……"

Is it time for him to find a girlfriend?

Speaking of which, it's not that he hasn't met a woman worthy of his heart, but when his friend from another world—his kind in a sense—appeared in his life, he seemed to be unable to even date such a very normal woman. The social events are over, and it seems like a long time ago to have a wonderful encounter with some charming lady you met in a bar or something.

So adult men really shouldn't have too puritanical behavior.

When Clark was finally able to face a certain fact with a good attitude - he had accidentally developed some inappropriate emotions towards his friend - he returned to the farm, a cottage that belonged to their residence, This is the benefit they get because of their outstanding contributions, at least they don't have to be crowded with several men with poor hygiene habits.

In the room with two simple beds, Monkey King was already sound asleep, but his sleeping position was still very poor, and half of his body had already fallen to the ground.

If it was before, Clark would help him position on the bed and cover him with the quilt, but now... Anyway, with their physiques, not covering him with the quilt will not cause any side effects.

"Morning, Clark!"

"Morning!" Clark supported his head and sat up from the bed. It was no surprise that the starlight outside the window had not completely receded. His friend had always been an overly diligent guy.

"what happened to you?"

Sun Wukong took out a large bag of bread and a large box of milk from one side of the cabinet, and sat down on the side while biting the bread. While chewing, he took the time to glance at Clark and asked.He originally wanted to ask Clark if he wanted to come together for a little bit, and Clark wouldn't usually get up at this time.

Is Clark not feeling well? Sun Wukong thought a little worriedly, even he could tell that he was not in good spirits.

"I just had some... nightmares."

"Oh!" Sun Wukong nodded in understanding. Sometimes he would have nightmares, as if the delicious food piled up like a hill suddenly disappeared, it was really scary.

"Then you should rest first, I'm going to practice... Ah, that, do you want me to pour you a glass of water?"

Clark also looked at the place where the drinking water was stored and nodded.

"Ah, by the way, Pietro said he wanted to practice with me. We made an appointment at this time. I have to go. Goodbye." After delivering the water to Clark, Monkey King ran away.

Clark breathed a sigh of relief. After having some messy and strange nightmares, he always felt a little weird and unspeakably embarrassed when he suddenly saw the protagonist in the dream.In fact, he rarely dreamed, and it was chaotic and illogical. This kind of weird dream was simply consuming one's mental power wantonly, completely losing the meaning of sleep.

Of course, what he dreamed was not some gorgeous scenery, maybe he subconsciously felt that the fantasy without physical boundaries was an offense to his friends, but in fact, what he dreamed...maybe more...

Clark felt that he must never let Sun Wukong know that he was wearing all kinds of women's clothing in his dreams and hopping around like a gorilla in various chaotic scenes.

God knows, if he is a game character, then his San value must have been lost long ago.

After such a nightmare, Clark certainly couldn't continue to sleep. He sat quietly for a while, and finally got rid of the influence of the dream.At this time, there was still some time before work, Clark thought about it, and still looked for Monkey King's location, and walked over directly.

When he came to an open space that few people visited, Pietro was panting on the side with his knees on his knees, while his dear sister was sitting on the swing on the side without any love from her compatriots. It could be seen that it was temporarily built .

"Pietro, you can't stop, there are still three laps to go." Monkey King stood aside with his arms folded, dissatisfied.

Pietro looked like a poor fish that had been thrown on the shore and exposed to the sun for another day. He was panting so violently that he couldn't even make a sound.

"Yes... I'm sorry, I... really... can't do it anymore, I... I... want to rest... for a while, just... just for a while."

"No, you haven't reached the limit of your body, don't stop. Didn't I tell you the rhythm of breathing, you're fine, there are still 10 minutes before the time I set." Monkey King said seriously, in When Pietro was about to say something, he suddenly smirked, "If you can't meet the requirements, well, I'll take you to the sky and throw you down, don't worry, I will definitely be there when you fall to the ground catch you before going up."

Pietro rolled his eyes with an effort.

"Pietro, come on!" Wanda cheered loudly while eating potato chips.

Pietro gave her a thumbs down motion, then took a deep breath and took another step.

Sun Wukong waved to Clark, then easily lifted the truck on one side and ran after Pietro.

"Hi!" Wanda greeted Clark.

"Good morning, you don't look like you intend to join in."

"I'm not suitable for this method, although it's a pity, don't you think I should be a legal system?"

"You seem to have your own plan, the laboratory you said?" Clark asked tentatively. His overly keen senses and observation skills sometimes make him seem to have the ability to read minds.

Wanda shrugged nonchalantly: "That method doesn't seem to be so troublesome, only a guy like Pietro who is addicted to Asian TV dramas would be so excited."

Of course, Clark didn’t think that Wanda had such thoughts, maybe there were some, but definitely not the main part, but the relationship between them was obviously not to the point where they could rashly interfere in other people’s decisions, and Wanda didn’t seem to be easily dismissed. shaken people.

"Then... I can see how you learned about such a place. It sounds like this kind of place is unlikely to promote itself openly."

"It's just some hidden rumors in the dark, plus a little relationship network that we only know about, it's not that hidden, but who cares about the movement of the mouse in the corner." Wanda smiled, and suddenly stared at Clark Said, "You don't want to destroy that place, I will never tell you anything."

"Maybe I can force you to speak out?"

Wanda stretched out the bag of potato chips to Clark: "No, this tastes very good. Try it. You guys are good people. You are not angry when so many bastards scold you. If it were me...huh..."

"The risk is too great."

"Don't look at what those people say. If you can become as strong as you, there will be countless people who dare to take risks no matter how big the risk is. What do you think?"

Clark felt he couldn't argue with that.

"Hey, hey, I want to ask you something!" Wanda leaned over suddenly.

"what's up?"

"You and Kakarot don't have that kind of relationship!" Wanda made a slightly obscene gesture.

Clark looked at Wanda without shaking his head or nodding.

Wanda looked left and right, then looked at the sky, and muttered: "He looks so cute, I just want to chase after him, I haven't chased a boy before, and it's not like a third party is involved...Okay, When I didn't say it, I shut up."