[Comprehensive] sense of existence

Of course, this ghost robe cannot have the magic and spirituality of Doctor Strange's magic floating cloak.Its judgment and wisdom are generated by Stark's best intelligent AI. When it encounters danger, it automatically generates judgments and protects the owner from any harm. It can be said that this shirt should be regarded as one of Stark's top inventions. It fully carried forward the maxim that science and technology are primary productive forces.

Except that it will automatically form a ball when it encounters danger...

Although there is a scientific basis for this, Arale always thinks that this defense method is Stark's bad taste with a villain's heart.

"The jersey will automatically analyze the quality of those who are close to you through your body's reaction, and then generate an electric current on the surface, like this." He threw the banana peel he had just eaten on Alale who was putting on the jersey again , the unsuspecting Alalei's body tensed subconsciously, and as the banana slowly slid all the way down the shirt, bursts of white water vapor were emitted after a while.

Arale: "..."

He was bombarded and attacked with banana peels, "If I hadn't been sure that you would pay me a high salary to keep me, I would have thought you were looking for an opportunity to take revenge on me today."

"Oh? Get revenge on you? Why?" Stark raised his eyebrows.

Ala Lei smiled, with a touch of pride, "Because...you can't beat me!"

"Hey. That's because I don't have the same knowledge as you, a brat."

After showing the basic functions, Stark sat back lazily, poured himself a glass of champagne, and took a sip.

Dr. Banner showed Peter's battle uniform, and while Peter was yelling at his new battle uniform, she leaned over, took a glass and poured a small glass of wine for herself, golden liquid Turning on the tip of her tongue twice, swallowing slowly, she let out a long breath of relief.

"Thank you."

Her gaze remained fixed on the liquid in the glass.

"..." Stark almost thought he was having auditory hallucinations, he turned his head and stared at this guy who has never been serious, "I just had a drink... I seem to have auditory hallucinations."

Arale drank the wine in one gulp, and then poured more than half of the glass.

"Then do you want me to record it as your ringtone?" Alale gave him a blank look, and after a moment of silence, he repeated silently, "Thank you."

Stark: "..."

He raised his eyes and looked carefully at the guy who was drinking with his eyes squinted in small sips, and felt an unprecedented relaxation from her.

"What's the matter?" He raised his chin and restrained his casual expression, "I was so moved by the shirt I gave you that you want to give me your body?"

"Pfft." Alalei hurriedly moved her cup away, speaking quite sincerely, "I really envy you for having a heart that is always narcissistic."

"Otherwise, if you are so abnormal, I will think you are touched by me."

She inserted her fingers into her long hair and rubbed it, holding up the wine glass with both hands, her tone was quite brisk, "No, I feel that I have felt the value of existence in this world, and of course it's not just because of you."

Stark paused, and said in surprise: "Are you in love?"

He seemed not content with gossip, and said with certainty, "What you said is exactly the same as what my driver Hogan said when he was taken by a beautiful woman to have sex."

Arale: "..."

After she drank the glass of wine, she poured another glass with unsatisfactory taste.

"You still think that I was moved by the shirt you selflessly gave me."

"If you are moved, you won't be able to drink my bottle of wine worth tens of thousands of dollars here." Stark concluded without thinking.

Arale: "...How many dollars does this stuff cost per bottle?"

Stark: "It's just the normal stuff I usually drink."

Arale: "..."

She was full of resentment towards this evil capitalist world, turned her grief into drinking, and took a big swig angrily, "I'm going to drink you into a pauper."

Although he was sure that Arale was indeed an adult, he twitched the corners of his mouth when he saw her drinking cup after cup, "I know you are inexplicably happy today, but this champagne has a lot of stamina. Can you do it?"

"Will it work?" Alale glanced sideways at her cowardly boss, "My stomach can hold Baichuan."

Stark was speechless, "How long have you lived, do you know how much you drink?"

Ala Lei was stunned and tilted her head, "I haven't been drunk yet."

Stark was quite surprised, "I didn't expect you to drink so well."

"No." She hiccupped, "I've never drank."

Stark: "..."

Alale is really happy, just like she said, she has been wandering in this world with no goals and no motivation, and she must always be careful whether the world will be suddenly occupied by aliens one day, and she will be robbed under the fence. I have been ignored and lived alone for so long.

It seemed like her whole life had changed drastically since Charles had found her.

She could be a mutant.

The sense of existence is also the ability that oneself has.

These days, it seems like few people would simply ignore her if she wanted to.

And now she also received the life-saving things that Stark gave her.

Life is moving forward day by day, even if you have a second-degree illness, you can't refuse the beauty of the present.

……

Standing in front of Stark, Arale stepped on the bench with one foot, stretched out her fingers and said seriously, "I've decided."

Stark glanced at his tens of thousands of dollars worth of wine and only had empty bottles left, and he said dryly, "What do you decide?"

"Decided... I want to make a promise with my body!"

"……I?"

Arale patted him on the shoulder, "The brain is a good thing."

She took out her mobile phone and typed a paragraph without thinking, and then clicked send in one go.

Seeing that Stark somehow wanted to get some wax for her.

Stark: "You... Did you text the person you mentioned to confess?"

"Confession after drinking?" Alale sneered, "How could such a vulgar plot happen to the little princess in my novel."

For a moment, Stark couldn't see whether she was drunk or not.

At this moment, Little Spider, who had been wandering around New York in his new shirt, appeared on the balcony and began to dance and dance to tell the beauty of his uniform to the people in the room.

Banner was far away from Stark and Arale, holding a newspaper and looking indifferent.

But Stark thought he was trying to stay away from Arale's mouth.

Seeing that the little spider came back, Stark quickly waved at him.

"Arale...how did you empty the glass?" Peter, who took off his hood, circled around Arale curiously.

Stark raised his forehead.

Arale gave him a blank look, "Who says I'm drinking an empty glass. I'm sucking an empty glass."

As she spoke, she pursed her mouth and covered her mouth with the cup, and then sucked non-stop until the cup stuck to her mouth.

Peter panicked: "...she is drunk? Why?"

"...According to her reason, she has found the value of life." Stark paused, "I'm so happy."

Peter: "..."

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu who's sticking to the cup, trying to get it off, but pulling out the cupout.

There was a loud "boom" when the rim of the cup left her mouth.

Alalei's mouth was squeezed by the thin air in the cup, it seemed to be a little bloodshot, and it was numb.

She licked her lips and turned away.

Stark and Peter saw what she looked like now, and popped and popped one after another.

In addition to the mouth as if it had been slammed by someone, it also has a red cup mark on its edge.

"I hope she can sober up early this morning." Peter still thought about his friend very practically.

Stark took out his mobile phone and took several big high-definition pictures of her idiot seriously, then waved his hand generously, "It's not a big deal if the radio station is suspended for a day if you can't wake up."

Alale smiled, and handed the empty cup she had sucked to it, "Boss, you are so kind. To thank you, I want to stamp you with my own seal."

After she finished speaking, she took the cup and put it on his mouth.

As a middle-aged flexible player, Stark stayed several meters away from her in disgust.

"You can still do this when you're drunk, and I won't let you touch my wine next time."

"Don't be so stingy." Arale stood straight, holding the cup in both hands, like a candle for prayer, "I will be very sad if I don't drink your money."

Stark: "Fuck."

"But I can find someone else to drink." Arale smiled and tossed the cup to Stark, then took out her mobile phone and chattered and sent a text message.

Stark hurriedly caught the cup and muttered to himself, "I hope you won't regret it when you wake up."

……

Later, Stark sent people to send Peter and Arale back.

Peter had to take care of Alale, who was drunk but not at all drunk, and sprinkled all the hangover medicine he bought on the way.

When she arrived at the door of her house, she could still stand upright.

"Guess who I sent the text message to." Alalei giggled, put her arms around Peter's neck and swayed upstairs.

Peter grumbled and muttered, "Who else could it be?"

The scene in broad daylight today was still vivid in his memory, and Peter never thought of who else she could text after drinking besides Professor X.

"You guessed it? Then guess what I posted?"

Alale bounced and pressed her floor number.

"I like your kind?" Peter guessed.

Arale stretched out her finger and shook it, and leaned against the elevator wall with a silly smile, "It's a text message about sex."

Peter: "..."

……

At this time, Charles had just finished taking a shower, and habitually checked the time with his mobile phone after he came out.

There are two unread text messages on the phone screen.

[Ala Lei: You can go out with me in class next time. Play games that two people can play. I can't do it alone. 】

【Arale: Do you understand what I mean? 】

The author has something to say:-

Charles: There are many ways to play this game, which one do you like?

Ala Lei: I like longer foreplay.

Charles: But I like it when I can make you cry.