Gwen Spider: I'm from Prototype

Chapter 31 The Regretful Dinner

"Failed again?"

Gwen put down the drumsticks of the drum kit helplessly, and let out a breath.

"It seems that I am a person who is always close to failure."

After complaining to herself, Gwen picked up the drumsticks and began to beat the rhythm just practiced.

"Bum Bum ba-da-da-da!"

Skillfully hitting the melody on the drum kit, Gwen frowned again.

"Maybe the drum is too soft for me."

She stood up and walked around the drum stand in a restless mood.

Ever since she was bitten by a spider, she felt more and more that her playing level had regressed.

It's not that she's neglected to practice, or her talent level has plummeted, but she always feels that she doesn't feel comfortable playing.

As her strength grew, so did her touch on the drums.

Her favorite drummer is Bauer from the Skeleton Band, who looks like a great pyrene bear, is 1.9 meters tall, and has arms that are thicker than ordinary people's calves.

When the other party started to beat the drum, with the strength of his hands and feet, it was easy to break the drum.

Now I am stronger than my idol Bauer, so I often break the sound, or steal the scene because it is too explosive when playing.

"It seems that the identity of a superhero is closely related to my own life, and I thought I could tell the difference."

After making complaints in a low voice, Gwen sat down and continued practicing.

After knocking for a while, I thought about the fight with that bastard driver during the day.

A guy with such quick reflexes and strength is definitely not an ordinary person.

And why do I always feel that the aura exuded by the other party is familiar to me?

Also, why did that guy hit himself with a car?

Now she feels that her head is in a mess, and she can't figure out anything.

"Hey Gwen, can I give you a ride?"

Betty suddenly pushed open the door of the practice room and asked Gwen.

Behind her is a simple pulley box containing her bass.

Betty walked towards Gwen pulling the simple pulley box, making a "gurgling" sound on the ground.

"No, no need, I want a corn sausage more now."

Gwen shrugged and said, "I think I've been short of supplies recently."

"Well, I'm not going to buy you corn sausage."

Betty waved goodbye to Gwen, "I guess you're going to walk back."

"Uh huh, almost, I'm going to have dinner with Peter."

After being separated from Peter during the day, she originally planned to meet him at Peter's house.

Later, because I wanted to eat corn sausage and milkshake, I decided to go to a restaurant outside to eat.

Of course, the most important thing is to be able to be with Peter.

After becoming Spider-Woman, she enjoys such a peaceful life even more.

After talking to Betty, Gwen looked at her phone. It was half an hour before the appointed time.

If you don't walk, but swing the net, 30 minutes is more than enough.

"Okay then, Gwen, see you tomorrow."

After Betty said goodbye to her, she pulled the box and left the practice room.

"Whoosh!"

Gwen sent out spider threads from her wrist, swinging between tall buildings.

There is the whistling wind in my ears, and cars speeding past under my feet.

When she was approaching the target restaurant, she crawled into the shadow of a nearby building, with her feet firmly glued to it, and took out her coat from the schoolbag on her back.

After looking around to see that there was no one there, she quickly changed into casual clothes, and stuffed the spider uniform into her schoolbag.

"It never hurts to be cautious."

Gwen jumped to the ground in the alley, whispering to herself as she zipped her coat up against the wind.

After walking out of the alley, Peter was standing outside the restaurant on the street across the road, watching the cars coming and going, looking a little impatient.

"Hi Peter. Am I late?"

"No, you're here on time."

Peter replied to her calmly.

"That's good."

Gwen exhaled and said, "I'm practicing punctuality now. It's a practice process."

She didn't know what to think of, put her hands in her pockets, and looked a little frustrated.

"People should try to be on time, bad things will happen when you are not on time."

She remembered the regret that concerned her most.

Because I was not punctual, I missed the last time I saw my mother.

Peter looked into Gwen's eyes, and after a while, he turned around slowly.

The restaurant's signboard "Five Guys" caught his eyes.

Looking at the customers coming and going inside, Peter frowned slightly, and asked Gwen: "So, you invited me here, Gwen, do you want to go in and eat?"

"Yes, Peter, you can always guess my plans, whether they are planned or not."

Gwen regained her mood and was ready to enter the restaurant to enjoy food and a date.

After seeing Peter's frown, she tentatively asked, "Don't you like this place?"

"Too many people."

Peter shook his head and said.

Although the infectivity of the "black light virus" in his body has weakened a lot, he still tries to avoid entering places with a lot of traffic when eating.

At school on weekdays, he basically doesn't eat.

"Okay, maybe we can find another place. I chose this place because I heard that the milkshakes are good here."

Gwen turned away in frustration, ready to leave.

"and many more!"

Peter hesitated, and stopped Gwen who was about to leave.

He walked to the order counter at Five Guys and bought a milkshake.

Then, under Gwen's surprised gaze, he handed her the milkshake.

"Uh thanks!"

Gwen took the milkshake unnaturally and thanked Peter.

"You're welcome, just take it as my apology to you."

Peter, who bought a milkshake for Gwen, said casually.

Just take it as an apology for kicking you out and almost causing you to be hit by a big truck into the sky.

Gwen naturally didn't know what was going on in Peter's heart at this time. She happily took the milkshake and asked Peter, "Why do you have to apologize?"

"No comment!"

"Okay, I accept your apology. Maybe you are from the future, maybe you did something to make me angry in the future, come and apologize in advance."

Gwen said with an open mind.

"The taste is really good, you really don't want one?"

Gwen tasted the milkshake, showing an intoxicated expression.

"unnecessary."

Peter talked to her about the business, "I checked the license plate number of the vehicle that attacked us during the day."

As soon as he got down to business, Gwen immediately put down the milkshake in his hand, "I remember Peter, your computer skills are good, and you said before that you want to be a game designer, but... are you sure you want to be a game designer, not a game designer?" Hacker?"

Ignoring Gwen's teasing, Peter said directly: "The license plate number has been traced to be related to Osborne Enterprise."

Peter said something that caught Gwen in awe, "Maybe both of us, or one of us, caught their attention."

"So, Gwen, will you be the one to stand out and get the attention of Osborne Enterprises?"

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