Pixel Maniac in the Comic World

Chapter 50 Peter’s tough mouth
  "So, the problem is solved?"

Liz crossed her hands behind her back and looked at Terry with a meaningful smile.

Terry rubbed his hands apologetically and said with a pun: "I hope you won't be jealous because I went to accompany another man during the date."

Liz's lips pursed. Of course she wouldn't be jealous of a 'tramp' she met halfway.

However, she did see some qualities in Terry that she quite admired.

"Today's date isn't over yet, is it?"

"Of course not. I also planned a self-driving trip in the afternoon."

Terry took Liz back to the place where he parked his car, consciously keeping a certain distance during the walk.

However, after taking about ten steps, Liz slowly approached Terry.

Terry keenly noticed that Liz's attitude began to change - the smell of perfume wafted into his nose, and he couldn't help but notice it.

Just because he helped a homeless-looking Danny Rand halfway?

However, the two parties did not discuss the matter, but during the afternoon date, the frequency of chatting between Liz and Terry increased much more than in the morning.

Then Terry frowned and took a look at the gift box that Liz didn't take away.

"Thank you, I enjoyed today's date."

"See you on Monday~"

There were no interruptions in the second half of the journey. The scenery along the road made Liz's happy smile never stop. In the evening, when the two of them were sitting on the cliff watching the sunset, Liz peeked at Terry's eyes when he glanced at Terry's profile. It seemed to be shining with starlight.

"By the way, don't waste it like this next time you give gifts. You can take the remaining two to the counter to return them."

Terry sat in the car like a stupid chicken the whole time. After spending some time to calm down, he raised his hand and touched his face that still had that warm touch.

"Wow, why did I feel like I made a mistake in the beginning of today's date?"

Just as Terry was driving home with mixed emotions, in another part of Queens, New York, also under the starry sky, Spider-Man was sitting on the top of a tall building, looking seriously at the mysterious man and woman in front of him.

Lying quietly inside were two boxes of skin care products that were exactly the same as the one Liz took away just now.

Terry's eyes widened, and he froze in place at a loss.

Liz took advantage of Terry not paying attention and kissed him lightly on the side of his face.

Watching Liz go away, he opened the door, and finally turned back and waved to him before closing the door and entering the house.

"Charlotte, Charlott, this guy is not as professional as he said."

Huh?
  Liz's preferences are a bit strange.

Liz took one out of the gift box, then waved to Terry, opened the door and got out of the car.

These two people also came to him last night, but because what they said shocked him, Spider-Man did not choose to give an immediate answer last night.

The whole day's date ended with a delicious dinner, and Terry drove Liz home honestly.

Terry gritted his teeth. He could accept that the other party had looked down on him from the beginning, but he could not accept that such an outrageous misunderstanding had led to a misunderstanding of his personality.

Sure enough, this youthful and sincere feeling must be the key. Mayfair's previous performance of the witch of unknown origin was really a bit too exaggerated.

"Listen, it's not that I don't trust you, but I've seen that person before, and I don't think he is who you say he is."

The two looked at each other. The man covered in a cloak was obviously relatively silent, so the woman in the white tight-fitting uniform usually communicated with others.

"It's hard to know a person's face, but Spider-Man, we came here to get your help because you are a hero who really wants to help the citizens of New York."

"When we rescued Martin Lee from that devil's cave, we never imagined that he would be this kind of person." "Then I still wore a mask to hide my identity."

Spider-Man raised his voice dully.

The man in the cloak seemed to be a little impatient, and reached out to poke his female companion's arm: "Let's go, we can only rely on ourselves in this matter."

It turns out that the man in the cloak has a severe stutter, so he doesn't like to talk so much.

The blond woman with a silver moon tattooed outside her right eye snorted, turned around and left with the cloaked man.

Under the night, a deeper layer of darkness seemed to condense in the center of the rooftop. The man in a black cloak jumped in first and disappeared into the darkness.

Before entering the dark circle of portals, the blonde turned her head to take one last look at Spider-Man, who was silently watching them leave.

"Perhaps you can use your swinging skills to take a look for yourself and see the unknown true face of Martin Lee."

"As far as I know, before Kingpin's death, you seemed to have started investigating the true situation of Kingpin's forces, right?"

"Guess why after Kingpin's death, the Devil Gang, which originally only huddled in Chinatown, suddenly grew to the point of sweeping the entire New York?"

Spider-Man didn't speak, and still squatted silently on the edge of the roof until the blonde woman also completely entered the darkness.

After a while, he leaned back and jumped down from the high altitude. Under the cover of the night, he stretched his dexterous body and arrived at the Forest Hill neighborhood with the help of the spider silk launcher.

Without making any movement, Spider-Man landed lightly on the roof of House No. 67, then climbed down the wall on hands and feet, carefully tilted his head, and looked into the window through the corner of his eye.

In the brightly lit kitchen, Terry Lee was humming a light tune and walking around among the various kitchen utensils - he was actually not full at night, so he simply made himself a midnight snack.

'impossible. ’

Spider-Man thought to himself.

'How could a villain have raised such a pure and kind person as Terry Lee? If someone told me tonight that Harry's father, Norman Osborn, was a hidden villain, I would have believed it even more. ’

It's not that Peter Parker has a habit of being fond of the new and dislikes the old when it comes to making friends. He still regards Harry who is studying abroad as a friend, but Harry's character often shows a very gloomy part.

This shows that there may be problems with some of his father Norman's education methods.

But since this was a family matter, Peter wouldn't say much. After all, it was Harry who became his friend and not anyone else.

And he believed that Harry was kind in nature and that everyone would have some negative emotions, which was normal.

But he subconsciously thought of the determined tone of the mysterious man and woman who claimed to be Cloak and Dagger.

The other party did not take the initiative to provide any evidence, but told him to investigate on his own.

‘Do I really want to investigate Uncle Martin? ’

At this moment, Spider-Man's heart fell into a tangle like a battle between heaven and man.

‘If this is true, how should I face Terry? ’

"very good!"

Terry opened the lid with satisfaction, closed his eyes and smelled the tangy aroma of the hot steam - he made a pot of beef brisket braised noodles.

"My craftsmanship is pretty good. I was wondering if I should take some time to practice before inviting Peter over for dinner. It seems like my worries are in vain."

Terry picked up the pot and poured the stewed noodles into the plate: "That kid Peter has never eaten good food. With my cooking skills, I should be able to conquer his stubborn mouth even if I cook something casually."

Spider-Man, who was pulling at the wall outside the window, rolled his eyes under his mask and crawled away silently.

(End of this chapter)