[Comprehensive] sense of existence

The Chitauri attacked the earth for the second time. This battle lasted from dark to dawn, and finally human beings once again protected their homeland.

Suppressing the remnants of the party, rescuing the injured people, cleaning up the ruins of the streets... Each of these is an indispensable link after the war. The people in New York who already had experience began to do what they could in an orderly manner.After a fierce battle, the superheroes turned back to ordinary people, going home and living alone.

Fortunately, Queens wasn't attacked this time, so she didn't have to find a hotel to sleep in. The exhausted Alalei was tied to her body by the even more exhausted little Peter in case she forgot to drag her home.After she was finally woken up by the stomach that had been ignored for a long time, she turned on her phone and checked the time, only to find that she seemed to be pulled into a chat group.

There were not hundreds of messages displayed on it, so Arale didn't bother to scroll up, but turned over with difficulty to cover the quilt tightly, and opened her eyelids to casually look at the group names of the chat groups.Seeing this, he almost rolled off the bed.

Superhero group (56)

56 people?so much? !In addition, she does not happen to make up 56 flowers of 56 ethnic groups...

Alalei's only friend is the little spider, needless to say, he must have drawn him in.

The latest important announcement in the group is [Celebrating the 101st successful defense of the Earth]

The last few messages were the wanted posters posted in the group. These wanted posters were for the same person, and they were all guys with two horns on their helmets.The armor looks familiar, and after a careful look at the appearance, Alalei's decision must be Loki.

It's just... hadn't the second-year middle school youth been taken back to God's Domain a long time ago?

Yawning while rubbing her eyes, Arale poked the little spider and asked a private question.Before he could reply, he rolled off the bed and ran slowly to the kitchen to see if there was anything to fill his stomach.

Before he came out of the kitchen, the doorbell rang.

Peter came to her with the cookies his aunt made.

"You mean that Loki took advantage of the Chitauri's second attack on the earth as a cover, and found an opportunity to slip away when his brother came to the earth?" Alale took a bite of the cookie, with colorful expressions on her face, and quickly vomited come out.

Peter stretched out a finger to his lips, and secretly hissed, "I also saw it on the spy screen in the Avengers group."

Arale: ...

She gave up filling her stomach with cookies and ran back to the kitchen to heat up a quick meal.

Peter also followed, "Didn't you read the news from the superhero group?"

Arale didn't even raise her head: "I didn't read it, I'm too lazy to look through so many news, I'll give you a chance to sum it up."

Peter: ...

He counted on his fingers.

"At the beginning, we talked about the topic of this war." This is not interesting, pass.

"I was curious about the battle uniform I assembled myself." This is a meme she has played a long time ago, pass.

"Later, Thor made Loki's picture into a wanted warrant. Let us pay attention to it and notify him immediately when we see it on Earth. However, he explained the specific situation in the Avengers group. It seems that the Chitauri attacked the Earth this time. It is very likely that they colluded with Loki, but they don’t know where they found the substitute for the Rubik’s Cube.”

"If I have such a younger brother, I might as well commit suicide and reincarnate as a human being." Alalei commented.

She dried her hands, went out with the meal, and Peter followed behind.

Arale stopped.

Peter stared at her eagerly with wide moist round eyes.

Arale: ...

Frustrated, she went back to the kitchen to reheat another serving.

Little Peter followed her happily.

"But Mr. Thor still looks worried about his brother."

Arale said meaningfully: "Of course, that is a childhood sweetheart who grew up—"

Peter was puzzled but still didn't understand, so Arale skipped the topic with a big wave of his hand.

"Just now, starting with Mr. Stark, they were talking about the next candidate for your radio show." Peter stared down at the constantly beating screen of his mobile phone, typing with his fingers, as if he was also participating in this topic.

Hey hey this topic is interesting.

Alalei ran back to the bed excitedly and turned out her mobile phone.

However, she came a step late, and the candidate seems to have been decided by a referendum.

Iron Man: I think Captain America is good.

The other heroes were afraid that it would be their turn, and echoed one after another.

Falcon: +1

Hawkeye: +2

Professor X: +3

Black Widow: +4

Phoenix Girl: +5

Quicksilver: +6

Hulk: +7

Thor: ? ? ?what are you guys saying? +8

……

Spiderman: +23

Captain America: ... you guys

Seeing that it was a foregone conclusion, Alalei smiled and sent a [Love Launch] emoticon package.

Tablecloth Man: Please give me your advice on the next episode, Captain [bad laugh]

Wait... Who changed her group nickname to Tablecloth Man without permission! (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

……

Loki's escape is just an episode.Although in a sense, Arale did help a lot in this war, but she does not belong to any party, she is still an independent individual.The little spider pulled her into the group of superheroes. She should subconsciously believe that Alalei, who has been on the battlefield, can be called a comrade-in-arms, but the other heroes didn't jump out to say anything, so it can be regarded as acquiescing to the table... acquiescing to mutants The presence of ghosts.

In this regard, Arale can only: ...

What kind of steely will, indomitable spirit, courage to fight against evil forces to the end... She doesn't have any, and she doesn't deserve the title of superhero at all QAQ

Becoming the 56th superhero recognized by the superheroes, Arale was flattered and determined to keep a low profile, dived to spy on the screen, and successfully became the most taciturn hero in the group except Batman.

***

The post-war effects faded away and people returned to normal life.Alalei's class still has to go. Charles promised to help her pay the phone bill last time, and she didn't break her promise. Looking at the amount of money in the payment text message, she wished she could take this card and sell it online for a [-]% discount!

Never lose your phone again!

Carefully putting the phone in his pocket, Arale got into Charles' car and headed to Gotham City Hospital.

The little boy who was knocked unconscious by her last time has not been discharged from the hospital. Charles intends to take him to the Xavier Mutant Academy, so he often comes to visit him.

This private hospital has luxury VIPs, which basically only accept the rich.In addition to the price that makes ordinary people daunting, the medical facilities and medical level are top-notch in the country, so the rich basically come here for treatment of serious illnesses and minor disasters.

This little boy named Klesinanli is also a child of a rich family, so naturally he also came here.

The Beast sent the two of them here to do other things. The heavy responsibility fell on Alale's shoulders. She slowly pushed Charles into the hospital. The environment in the hospital was very good. The maple leaves were stained with red frost, and occasionally one or two leaves fell to the ground. The grass on both sides of the road was deliberately not cleaned, and a thick layer of fallen leaves was covered. The leaves are more lustrous and golden, which makes people feel warm in their hearts.

Under the warm sun, Charles slowly raised his head to feel the slightly cool autumn wind.

Although the picture is beautiful, Alalei still couldn't hold back and said, "As expected of a nursing home for the rich, it's almost as big as a small park."

Charles:  …

He laughed and turned his head: "Do you think it's good here?"

Arale replied honestly: "It's not as good as your family."

Charles:  …

Looking at the blue sky without any impurities, it was the first time he cheekily admitted: "It's really not as good as my house."

This time it's Arale's turn: ...

After getting along for a long time, Alale felt that the young Charles' attitude towards life was really unrestrained and unrestrained, and he could get along with anyone, and his strong affinity would make people open their hearts unconsciously.Arale compared it. The older version of him felt that the current Charles' personality was more colorful.

"Speaking of which, you don't seem to have attended a single class." Charles began to perform his duties as a teacher again.

Alale said unhappily: "...I just wanted to praise you in my heart, but you ruined my image in my mind."

Charles turned his head with a smile, looked at the depressed Arale, and the smile on his face became more obvious: "I wanted to inform you that your Deadpool class has started."

Alalei quickly made a promise: "What day of the week is the class? I want to sign up."

Charles: "In addition, by the way, learn martial arts with Wolverine, at least you can protect yourself."

A picture of Uncle Wolf teaching him how to punch with his hands instantly appeared in Alale's mind, and he wiped his mouth to prevent the saliva from flowing down.

Ala Lei humbly asked for advice: "Is it easy to learn fighting without a foundation?"

Charles encouraged her firmly: "Easy."

Arale: "Oh, then I won't study."

Charles:  …

Arale smiled very sincerely: "Although I haven't learned it, it's unfortunate that I watch a lot of this kind of movies, and I still have common sense. If fighting is so easy to learn, why didn't you learn it before?" Although Uncle Wolf is very manly, but Her life is more important.

Charles: ...Because he thinks his brains are enough.

Arale said complacently: "I think it's enough that I don't have a sense of existence."

The two looked at each other, and the sunlight was just right at the right time, dyeing Charles' blue eyes with a moist and warm color.

Alale silently covered his eyes, and said righteously: "If you don't learn, don't learn, if you don't want to, I will foul my eyes, yellow card!"

Arale's slightly wet palms covered Charles' eyes, and his eyelashes couldn't help moving.

"Let's go find Nanli." After an unknown period of time, he slightly turned his head away from Alale's hand, and changed the subject unnaturally.

Seeing that Charles' cheeks were flushed by the sun, Arale nodded, and quickly pushed him under the shade of the tree.

At this time, Nanli would always bask in the sun in this yard. When the two of them came to the fixed position, they found the little boy sitting on the bench, unattended, playing with a doll by himself. Exuding an aura with its own shadows, it is estimated that the clown intends to approach him because of this.

After approaching, Charles, who had recovered his mood, was not affected by his own dark aura at all. As usual, he smiled and shouted relaxedly: "Nanli."

Nanli raised his head when he heard the voice.Although his eyes were completely black, his vision was not damaged.Seeing the professor, he finally showed a smile on his lifeless little face: "Hello, professor."

With this smile, the shadow that came with it receded a lot.

Seeing the gauze on his head, Arale felt guilty for a while.

She waved her hand at the little boy dryly, "Hi, hello, my name is Ala Lei. That... the injury on your head..."

"Thank you."

Arale, who was about to apologize, froze.

Although Nanli is only seven years old, he is more mature than children of this age. He sat there upright and explained every word seriously in a childish voice: "If you didn't knock me out, I might would do things that would hurt many, many people."

How sensible...Much more sensible than the clown kid, and his face is cleaner than him.

Alale sighed, and couldn't help but raised her head and pinched his baby's fat and tender face. With Charles around, she didn't think the child's dark and withdrawn appearance was scary, and she was probably confused by the black eyes.

Charles asked in a warm voice: "After you leave the hospital, do you want to go to X Academy? There are many children like you there."

It is estimated that this is not the first time he has asked for an invitation, and Charles has shown good patience.

Alale didn't understand why Nanli was hesitant. There must be many children in X Academy who would like to play with him, and no one would care whether his eyes were black or white. He lived and studied like a normal person. Thinking about it, it should be very easy. I am happy.

Unless... parents?

Nanli fell silent.

Charles couldn't use his induction power in front of him. He looked up at Arale, and his eyes signaled her to say a few words.

Arale who received the signal: ...?

She pointed at herself tentatively.

Charles nodded affirmatively.

Arale: ...

Although she can speak eloquently, she always likes to pour poisonous soup. Let her speak, and she is not afraid that the child will directly sever the parent-child relationship.

She tentatively asked, "Have your parents visited you recently?"

Nanli clasped the doll's ears tightly with his little hands, lowered his head: "No."

Charles closed his eyes, which meant to change the subject.

Arale: ...

She thought of a separate topic: "What about your brothers and sisters?"

"Not before, but now my mother is pregnant..." He paused and explained, "So they can't come here."

With the second child forget the boss.

It's over, and poked the sore spot again.

Charles rested his fingers on his forehead, feeling a little helpless.

Unexpectedly, Arale clapped her hands and said happily, "That's a good thing, you can rest assured to study at Xavier College in the future."

Nanli: ...?

Charles: ...that line of thinking...is fine.