I Am Gwen's Spider-Man Mentor.

Chapter 11 Awkward Breakfast

"As long as you're not at school, you can call me Raymond." Seeing Gwen's brows stretched, Raymond heaved a long sigh of relief, "Speaking of which, how did you come in last night? None of the alarm devices were triggered."

Gwen Stacy recalled last night's scene:
Spider-Woman hangs precariously on the outside of the apartment building, while carefully avoiding the rotating camera, while trying to smash the glass of Raymond's house - I don't know if Raymond used some special material on the glass of his own house, or He was injured and couldn't use his strength, and Gwen smashed it several times, but it only smashed a few cracks.

A gust of wind woke her up, and she just felt dizzy—it couldn't be dragged on any longer.She glanced at the web launcher on her wrist, and shot two webs of web upstairs, wrapped her arms around them, and then swung herself away with a kick of her calf—

"Crack!" Even Raymond Xu's custom-made window doped with transparent aluminum could not stop Spider-Woman's full blow.Gwen managed to get herself inside before passing out, and the girl fell hard on the professor's Turkish wool rug before passing out from exhaustion.

What should he look like when he saw himself—Gwen looked a little embarrassed when he thought of this: "I'm sorry Professor, I will pay you for the glass..."

"It's okay." Raymond shook his head. "I told you, I'm glad you can come to me in that situation."

"Yeah... I shouldn't have come to you." Gwen Stacy finally decided to regret her recklessness. It’s a time to make some really hurtful decisions like, “Raymond, if I wasn’t Spider-Man, I’d probably be happy to be your friend.”

"It's fine if you're Spider-Man." Raymond sighed quietly, a few days ago he would never have been able to say that, but now he's not afraid of anything.

But Gwen Stacy is different. She knows exactly what she is afraid of and what she should lose.

For a moment, Gwen Stacy began to feel that some things were not so absolute, so what if I made friends?But she immediately denied this to herself—the sense of responsibility has overridden her personal will.

This accidental "unmask, help, save yourself" drama doesn't belong in the story of doomed loner Spider-Woman Gwen Stacy, and now it's her responsibility to pull the derailed train back, And put an end to it all.

"Although I really want to, I'm afraid there is no way to make you lose your memory." Gwen bit her lip as if she didn't hear Raymond's words.After the girl ate the fried eggs, she took a sip of milk, feeling that the tragedy in her stomach was relieved a little, and she continued, "So can we pretend that what happened last night didn't happen?"

If only he had super powers, if only he was Spider-Man...

For some reason, Gwen’s words stung Raymond like a needle—but the professor remained calm, just continued to eat his own breakfast, and replied in passing: “If you want, of course. But I'm glad you remembered to come to me last night."

"Raymond." The girl is talented and intelligent, and has a high EQ. After a little thought, she said, "Thank you very much yesterday, but I'm afraid I don't need friends."

Gwen Stacy thought she had calmed down her face, but the embarrassment between her brows betrayed her——Spider-Woman can't be friends with someone who doesn't have the ability to share the pain with her, that's right. It was too cruel for the other party.

She read it all as the light faded from Peter Parker's eyes and the pupils dilated.Before becoming Spider-Man, she could certainly take her own pain and only bring out the best in her family and friends.But after shouldering this responsibility, this pain instantly took on more and more complex colors. Of course I can bear it, but even if it is only a corner, it is enough to destroy everything around her—everyone who loves her or loves her. someone she loves.

Raymond looked at the girl's thin shoulders trembling slightly. He had already figured out what Gwen Stacey meant because of his rich experience-this was just another self-sacrifice, and the great Spider-Woman wanted to use her again. blood to save a mortal, she was used to it.

"Are you afraid of losing?" When he said this, Raymond didn't look at the girl's aqua blue eyes, but he was indeed very familiar with the story of Gwen Spider-Man in his heart.

"You seem to know a lot about me." Hearing this, Gwen raised her head, sped up her speech slightly, looked at the young professor aggressively with straight eyes, and her tone became less gentle, " You also know that I am Spider-Man, and if you become friends with me, there will be no good end; besides, I don't like people keeping too many secrets from me."

Perhaps other traversers would conceal their identities as a major event, but the well-informed Raymond Xu knew that concealment would only bring greater harm.Those concealment in the name of goodness will often become the fuse that splits everything in the end-instead of this, it is better to pull out the fuse of this hidden landmine as soon as possible.

"I know your past, but I don't know your future. You can regard us as the same kind of people." The professor coughed lightly and cleared his throat, and then he said almost word for word.He wondered all night yesterday whether he could have nothing to do with all superheroes and continue to live his decadent middle-class life in this bustling New York City—but the answer was no.

In any Marvel comics, New York and even the entire United States are the hardest-hit areas of the world-extinction crisis. Taking a step back, even if he goes to other parts of the world, he usually cannot escape the plot killing.

After all, there is a universe where young people in Europe and Sokovia who go to volunteer during a vacation can be hit by a whole building because of the fault of Iron Man.

So staying away from Gwen may not be safe, and getting close to Gwen may not be dangerous—besides, he now has other reasons to be close to her.

When he first joined Stark Industries, he had more or less thought about long-term investment in Stark himself, but in the past two years in Stark Industries, he figured it out. Tony Stark is a You bastard, he has nothing in his eyes at all, and it is difficult to communicate. Even if he has become an executive of Stark Industries, he can only say a few words to him in technical seminars.

"Really? Do you also have any superpowers?" The girl put the knife and fork on the table, leaned back against the chair, and looked at the calm Raymond across the way.

"I don't have any superpowers. If I have to say it, it's probably—" The professor also put down the knife and fork, pointed to his own brain and said, "I have a good brain, if this is considered a superpower."

Before Gwen asked, the professor continued to answer: "Gwen Stacy, whose father is George Stacy, and whose best friend is Peter Parker, he chose because of being bullied on campus. Turned into a lizardman, died in your arms, and you were hunted down by your biological father, right?"

Gwen was so shocked that his mind went blank for a moment, and then countless questions popped up in his heart - it is impossible for people in this world to know about his past, why did he understand it so clearly?Where did he find out about it? Could it be that he was already being targeted?
The girl's pupils shrank, and her body leaned forward slightly, trying to suppress her fear.His eyes were cold and piercing, like a sharp knife, and his voice became cold: "How do you know this?!"

After asking, she finally came back to her senses: "Could it be you too?"

"But I checked the news in New York for the past 20 years." Raymond took a sip of fruit juice to moisten his throat, ignored Gwen's questioning, and continued: "The New York Police Department does not have a police chief named George Stacey, There has not been a single murder of Peter Parker."

Gwen's body had reacted before her brain—she had already thought of the worst possibility.The girl sat upright slightly, her muscles were tense at this time, and her left hand had already grasped the fork tightly. If something went wrong, she could throw the fork as a throwing knife, and then immediately flipped up to the ceiling and met the "evil professor" Fight together.

"Like you, I am also a smuggler from the multiverse, but I smuggled here much earlier than you." Raymond sighed, "I am an ordinary person. Involved in the world of superheroes. Trust your spider senses, if I were a supervillain, you wouldn't want to come to my house at a time like that."

"Some people often pretend to be very good." Although his spider sense did not tell him anything abnormal, the shocked Gwen still didn't quite believe this "honest" professor.

"Well, I didn't even think I could convince you." The professor wiped his mouth after finishing his meal, and pushed back the dining chair. "According to the appetite of a normal young girl, these breakfasts are enough. But according to the ghost Spider-Man's appetite... so I also prepared some food for you, if you are not full, go to the kitchen and have a look."

Immediately afterwards, the professor stood up, ignored Gwen who was still on guard and staring at him all the time, turned around and left the restaurant.

It was a long time after Raymond left that Gwen relaxed the muscles in her arms—the panic and insecurity of being seen through finally faded away.The girl slumped on the chair, fear, shock, and curiosity intertwined in her heart, and she still didn't know what emotions to express.To be honest, Gwen Stacy herself prefers that the professor is basically an ordinary person, with no malice or crime, and even saved himself-at least twice.

But for a person who knew all about her past, she was just uneasy, very uneasy-as if she was transparent in front of him, as if she had been seen by him.As an independent girl, Gwen Stacy didn't like the lack of privacy.

But in any case, he is not a bad guy, which is a blessing in misfortune.

And he is his own professor, the most promising professor at Empire State University, he still knows so many things about himself, even... I let him see things he shouldn't have seen last night...

It seems impossible to choose a clean break. If something happens, you can’t pretend it didn’t happen, so even if you don’t like this feeling, you have to learn to maintain a "friendly" relationship with this professor—— At least when he's not breaking the law.

As for the rest, damn it, why didn't he give himself a chance to ask clearly?

　I heard that three-digit recommendation tickets within a week can be recommended for the last time, and now it has exceeded half, please work hard with me, thank you everyone!

　　


(End of this chapter)