[Comprehensive] sense of existence

Charles' teaching opened the door to a new world for Arale.

She never thought that her ability would one day turn from dust into a building in an instant.Especially when she was working on the radio station, she always had the previous worry that she would inadvertently trigger a world war with her outspoken words.

But then she realized that she was thinking too much.If she can influence the audience with her current ability, then there should be more than one ex-girlfriend who stole Iron Man's peach from Monkey...

Putting herself in the weak position, Arale felt that the day when she could make waves in the radio station seemed far away...

The representative of the superheroes who was interviewed this time was Hawkeye, who was delayed for a week last time.

Hawkeye Button came to the radio station in casual clothes, full of curiosity about everything here.

"I didn't expect to be interviewed by the radio one day." Barton circled around with his hands behind his back.As an invisible agent of the underground party all the year round, it is quite new for him to be able to give an interview just before retirement.

Arareto sat there with his cheeks sideways, flipping through today's manuscript at random: "If I were you, I should pray that the radio station tonight must keep my mouth shut."

Hawkeye:?

He leaned over, his eyes with 2.0 eyesight didn't see clearly the manuscript she was flipping over.

Arale, who threw the manuscript into the air, raised the corner of her mouth and showed a smirk: "You'll find out later."

Later, Hawkeye really knew why she said that.

[May I ask what is your relationship with Black Widow?Is it beyond the friendship of comrades-in-arms? 】

Hawkeye: "Huh? Natasha? She and I are good friends, don't talk nonsense, you think too much."

[Then what is the relationship between the Black Widow and the Hulk? I feel that the Hulk listens to her very much. 】

Hawkeye: "Be obedient? You are quite obedient, but why does it feel weird to hear you say that? The Hulk is not a pet, he is scary, okay?"

[What is the relationship between Dr. Banner and Iron Man?Have you been adopted?Why can I always see the two of them entering Stark Tower in pairs. 】

Hawkeye: "I'll go—scientists can do research by themselves, don't you have group discussions in class? Besides, Tony doesn't like the type of Banner, okay?"

[What type does Tony like?Sweetheart with big boobs?Having said that, doesn't Captain America often go to Stark Tower! 】

Hawkeye: "Didn't you ask the US team about this? The friendship between the two... What the hell is the relationship between you two? I don't know, and I don't go to the building every day to spy on what they are doing .”

【Then what about my little spider?Spider-Man, who had changed into a new suit last time, kept cheering and shouting Tony when he was flying over New York. 】

Hawkeye: "That's because Tony helped to make the new battle suit... Yes, yes, I really dote on the little spider... What do you call Tony's father on the screen, did I say Tony became a father? No, no... They are not father and son Relationship... uncles and nephews are not... this generation is useless."

[I understand, it turned out to be all iron. 】

"..."

Hawkeye dies.

After he shivered and accepted a round of bombardment from the audience, he decided decisively tonight...to turn off the phone.

Arale changed the last song to Gabrielle's 5FineFrkner.

Accompanied by cheerful background music, she patted Hawkeye on the shoulder to show encouragement.

Hawkeye, who was paralyzed on the chair, wondered: "I made it very clear, why didn't they understand?"

"Because they reject such simple and ordinary reasons from the bottom of their hearts, superheroes may be saints who don't even need to go to the toilet in the eyes of ordinary people." Arale spread his hands, "Besides, Tony and Steve are so ambiguous. It’s very difficult not to go off the rails.”

It turned out to be their pot.

Hawkeye silently breathed a sigh of relief with the mood of a dead fellow Taoist but not a poor daoist: "As long as no one misunderstands me, it will be fine."

Alale looked at him suspiciously: "Afraid of being misunderstood?"

Hawkeye remained calm under her scrutiny. Only Professor X could see through the lies of an agent of this level.Alale remembered that he seemed to be married and had children and lived a secluded life with his wife and children, and looked at him sympathetically.

Hawkeye was horrified by her look, "Why do you look at me like this?"

Alale said blankly: "Oh, did you not read all the comments just now? You also have quite a lot of CP, Eagle Widow, Shield Eagle, Iron Eagle, Green Eagle..."

Hawkeye: "Wait...except for the first one, why are all my names in the back?"

Arale: "I don't know either, maybe it's because it sounds nice."

The two were chatting in the recording studio. When they came out, Nemo staggered in with a large cardboard box in his arms and piled it on the table in one breath. The table even creaked under the weight.

He clapped his hands and greeted Arale: "Come quickly."

Hawkeye glanced at the box and asked, "Should I send you back later? Stark also specifically reminded me that I've been in a mess lately so you don't want to run around alone at night."

"It's okay, I guess my boss still has something to talk to me about, so you should go back first." Alale waved her hand indifferently.

Her abilities are useless, but she is quite reliable in terms of self-protection.

It was getting late, and Hawkeye saw that the group of them hadn't gotten off work yet, and after admiring their dedication, he left alone.

After Hawkeye left, the entire radio station put aside their reserve and gathered around the cardboard box, chatting and discussing.

Alale found the right gap and squeezed in, revealing her head: "What's the matter? What's the matter?"

"A letter from your fan."

"It seems to be quite a lot."

"We have been doing this show for so long and finally we have letters from fans."

"It shouldn't be that the Super League fans have nowhere to send letters and ran to our contemporary collection point."

"That's not right. Now we, the janitor at the gate of the radio station, are busy all day long. Every week, we have to bombard the fans who come over for a long stay, and we are so tired that we can't stand up straight."

Arale: "How can you gossip and gossip more and more? It's obviously my fan letter. Look at it and it's dedicated to my dear radio chick."

After finishing speaking, she couldn't help covering her face with excitement, her body twisted into twists.

"Ahhh - I actually have fans!"

The staff next to him said coolly: "It should have been there a long time ago, okay, which radio host doesn't hang up his promotional photos on the radio like you."

Ala Lei hugged these fan letters and rubbed happily.

"Photo? I hung it up, isn't it the photo of the squirrel?"

"That's why someone sent you a bunch of pine nuts."

Nemo heaped a sack of pine nuts to Arale's feet.

"The janitor at the security office thought we were a squirrel breeding base."

Alale waved generously and asked everyone to share a few catties of pine nuts to eat at home.By the way, when they were sharing snacks, they randomly picked out a few letters from the box.

It should be true fans who express their love to her in the most traditional way.

Thinking of this, her heart couldn't help but swell, and she opened the first letter.

【I want to stuff my hot babe into your little mouth that can make a charming scream...】

I must have opened it the wrong way, next one.

【Look at how big my big JJ is! ] After speaking, a partial close-up of an organ fell out of the envelope.

Arale was dumbfounded.

It must be that she is unlucky, change for another.

[I love you] Well... this beginning is still acceptable.

【You are like the beautiful Aphrodite sealed in my heart forever and perfectly, please accept my spell of fascination for you. 】The words on the letter are written in red liquid. I don't know if he wrote them with nosebleed or some kind of blood.

...I still don't read it.

Arale rubbed her eyes that were hurt by the three letters, and the happy mood just now disappeared.

"Why are my fans so... special." Arale's tone was very sad.

Nemo grabbed a handful of pine nuts and chatted up while nibbling: "Who told you that your program is this kind of [-]-banned adult radio station, those innocent little guys are not suitable for you either."

"Hey, what are you talking about! The innocent boy is not suitable for me, next time I will do an exclusive interview with Spider-Man! I want to transform!"

Nemo smiled all over his face: "As long as you can invite me, even if you transform into a pure and innocent little virgin, I will fully support you."

Alale, who really has never had a man before, is also choked up and has no power to refute...after all, she has hit a sore spot.Having nothing to say, she could only turn her face away and look away, her eyes swept across the pile of fan letters, and her eyes fell on a very conspicuous envelope with only one corner exposed.

Pulled out the envelope alone, picked it up and looked at it, the envelope was decorated in red and blue, exaggerated, bold and very individual, and a clown girl's head was painted on the envelope.

This kind of color matching and creativity gave Ala Lei a bad feeling.

After opening the letter, the content inside was quite normal.

It was written by the girl who wanted to make her boyfriend jealous last time. She meant that the method was very effective. It was the first time her boyfriend was caught and ran in to accompany her when she was locked up somewhere.Then ask for the next tutorial.

Alale thought to herself what kind of shameful play was it to be locked up, and there were even those who took the initiative to run over to accompany the lockup.Also, the way to make your boyfriend jealous is really a bad trick, does it really have such a magical effect of changing one's mind?

Turning around several times in my heart, Arale opened the envelope and looked at the mailing address again.

Gotham?Well, Gotham.

Gotham Arkham Asylum.

Well... well? ? ?

Arkham?

A mark was pulled out of the envelope by her.

She looked it over and over several times to make sure that she was really not dazzled, and her eyes fell directly on the Q version of the clown girl's head painted on the cover.

Arkham... Harley Quinn... Joker... Batman?

Harley Quinn chased Batman back, Joker got jealous, Joker robbed the bank, Joker was caught and thrown back into Arkham, Harley Quinn thought her method worked...

Arale, who connected everything together, rolled her eyes.

Nemo, who was eating pine nuts, heard the noise and looked up.This time he was so frightened that he jumped up and scattered the pine nuts all over the ground.

"Hey, don't get dizzy, why are you dizzy, ambulance, call for an ambulance. Hey, I'm going, why is it so heavy, what about you guys, don't share the pine nuts, come quickly and help me."

Before she fell into a coma, Alale had only one thought, that is, she must not reveal her identity as a radio host!

Is there anything more hopeless than committing suicide?

Yes, not only did I kill myself, but I also did it on the heads of those scoundrels who were frightened by the news.

In the former, she can die peacefully, in the latter, she probably doesn't even know how she died.

Already deeply aware of the malice of this world, Arale wanted to faint very much now, but she couldn't even faint like the book said. She could only close her eyes and try to keep them closed for as long as possible.

Nemo's rustling voice came from next to his ear: "Do you need artificial respiration? I'll come?"

"..." Alale got up from the ground and wiped his face, "I'm sober now."

"I thought you were really enchanted." It was obvious that Nemo had seen the letters she had opened.

After reacting, Alale snatched back the Harlequin's envelope that he was about to open, put it in his pocket, and said guiltily, "Have you finished dividing the pine nuts? It's getting late, let's spread it out."

Nemo stared out of her pocket for a long time, staring at her so that her heart trembled, and asked abruptly: "Could this be a letter from a fan asking you to run away?"

Ala Lei: "...Do you think it's me who is more disadvantaged or the fans who are more disadvantaged when it comes to being a fan."

Nemo looked at her carefully for a long time, and finally nodded: "Your fans are more disadvantaged."

Ala Lei: "..."

After leaving the building anxiously with the letter like a makeshift bomb, I don't know if it's my own psychological effect or the worry about my life is too serious, and the sense of existence that has gradually increased has almost dropped to zero.Encountering two groups of gangs smashing and looting one after another, no one noticed her.

Doomed to sleepless today, she has to think about how to clean up the mess she made.

All the way back to her neighborhood without a word, Alale walked back home very heavily.

When she was about to walk into the gate, she accidentally saw a ray of light suddenly appearing in a small car parked downstairs of her house.

Ala Lei: "..."

track?

She thought of this first, especially today's letter, which made Alalei, who was guilty of treachery, basically be in a suspicious stage, and any trouble could remind him of a whole Hollywood suspenseful revenge drama of gunfights.

The professor blesses my sense of existence not to be as off-putting as I am.

Alalei gestured prayer gestures up and down, left and right, put on the ghost robe she carried with her, and approached the car that might be coming towards her.

Fortunately, the car glass can see clearly inside.

Putting on the shirt really turned into a ghost lying on the car, trying to get close to the window to see the guy inside.

Alalei narrowed her eyes with difficulty to concentrate.

Well, two people.

Well, two men.

Eh... um?Why are these two people hugging each other?

She changed the window of the car, trying to see the faces of the two people carefully.

result......

The person hugging suddenly raised his head.

His eyes met Arale's.

After seeing the person clearly, Arale sat down on the ground with a bang.

The author has something to say:-

Arale: The saddest thing for me is that I am still an innocent little virgin, which is no different from Peter who is several years younger than me.

Charles: So what do you like is the innocent boy?

Ala Lei: Experienced ones are better.

Charles: That's right, I have experience and I also like a woman like you who only talks about driving but is actually very innocent.

Ala Lei: ...

I updated very early today