"Alright! This is serious!"
Deadpool froze mid-motion, eyes widening as if Ryuuto had just dropped the most insane news in the universe. Then, with a wild slap to his thigh, he grabbed Ryuuto's hands and refused to let go, chest puffing up as he practically vibrated with excitement.
"Ryuuto! You just say the word! Whether it's taking down old man Obama or snatching the kindergarten loli, I've got you covered!"
He gave Ryuuto a sly, knowing look, ready to charge into whatever chaos awaited.
"Dude… I'm not as crazy as you are." Ryuuto shook his head and took a careful step back, muttering to himself. This guy's energy… completely off the charts. Absolute chaos.
"Listen closely. I want you to lurk near Magneto, gather intel, track his every move. If you can make him suffer, get under his skin, even better—the more miserable he is, the happier I'll be."
"Understood! Haha, simple! My favorite kind of fun!" Deadpool practically glowed with eagerness, ready to throw himself into danger and savor the thrill of being shredded to atoms by Ryuuto.
"Good. Move fast. I'll be in New York waiting for news. Goodbye!"
As Deadpool bounded off to torment Magneto, Ryuuto finally exhaled, feeling the tension melt away. Using his High-Speed Movement, he zipped home while casually chatting with Shion.
"Shion, you awake?"
[Of course, Master. The system doesn't sleep. I'm always here to serve you anytime, anywhere.]
"Hah, lucky me! Since we're both awake, let's have a little chat."
[What is it? Speak.]
Ryuuto grinned. "Easy one. You rewarded me three vitality pills today… how about one more?"
[Master, you haven't completed the other tasks yet. System rules forbid it.]
"Ugh! This broken system is stingy! Just one pill—after all I've done. Can't even grant a tiny wish?"
[Uh… sorry. Wishing isn't a feature yet. Maybe after the next upgrade.]
Ryuuto groaned, thoroughly disappointed—but seeing Shion's shy little tsundere smirk, the sting melted a bit.
Moments later, he arrived home, pushing the door open and collapsing onto the sofa like a king reclaiming his throne.
"Brother! Why so late?" Guy Dee popped out from behind the wall, squatting in front of him with big, curious eyes.
"Haha, you know me. Busy with missions and tasks." Ryuuto stroked Guy's hair fondly, settling into the couch.
"Did you miss us, Brother?"
"Of course! You and Sister Susan thinking about me all day, huh?" Ryuuto teased.
"Yeah!" Guy nodded earnestly, fully believing him.
Susan appeared shortly after, in sleek pajamas, carrying a steaming cup of green tea. "Here, have a drink and rest. If you didn't return, Guy and I would have come to get you."
"Haha, you two are too much," Ryuuto said, inhaling the rich aroma and smiling with satisfaction.
"Quick, rub my shoulders! Let's enjoy a little free time."
"Of course!" Susan's small, gentle hands worked rhythmically over his shoulders as Ryuuto leaned back, sinking into her lap. The three of them shared a warm, laughter-filled moment, the room alive with harmony.
Meanwhile, elsewhere in New York, a tense standoff unfolded. Three figures stood apart in a secluded clearing, each holding their ground.
"Khan! How long must we wait for reinforcements?" the Ice King, Lauf, snapped, icicle clenched tightly. Anxiety radiated off him.
"Wait all you want. Who's complaining?" Ultron's electronic eyes glimmered coldly, fixed on Heimdall.
Lauf growled, pacing, frustrated. "If we sit here any longer, that kid—he'll be the first to settle the score!"
Ultron and Heimdall, unmoved, remained still, ignoring him entirely.
Suddenly, Lauf's instincts screamed danger. He froze, body tense. Ultron and Heimdall's eyes followed his gaze skyward.
A blazing meteor streaked down from 10,000 meters, slicing through the night sky like a blade.
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