It had been a while since I last visited Marvel. First, I took out the Thalaria camping car, used [Matter Manipulation] to restore it to its original state, sent it underground for repairs, and filled it with nano particles. Then, I requested the AI Minerva to prepare another camping car as a spare, and since the Odyssey, which I made to be used as an Avengers mobile base, seemed like it would be used often, I ordered another one to be made.
After that, while making carriages and horses for use in medieval fantasy or martial arts settings, I simultaneously began analyzing the Destroyer blueprints and golems I brought from Konosuba.
"There's so much to do as soon as I arrive..."
After spending about three days on such research, a sudden call came from New York.
[Master, a person in a red costume is looking for you. He said you'd know if he mentioned Deadpool, so we contacted you.]
"Ah... damn! I completely forgot! Why did that guy come over here!"
I immediately stopped what I was doing and teleported to my house in New York.
"Cassian! Long time no see!"
Deadpool hugged me fiercely as soon as he saw me. I was a bit flustered but patted his back and hugged him back for now.
"What brings you to this timeline?"
"I came to be active in the sacred timeline too. I want to do something meaningful. Actually, I don't know when the sequel will come out."
"I see."
I considered sending him back, but given his personality, he wouldn't go quietly, and it seemed like keeping him with me would cause less trouble, so I decided to hire him for now.
"Then, shall we talk about vacation first?"
Deadpool was moving too fast. The Avengers hadn't even been formed yet.
"Do you know that this is the past?"
"That's why I came to this timeline. After the Avengers were formed, I was rejected by all of them. I don't know why they're so high and mighty."
"Watch out for spoilers."
"Got it. Anyway, about taking breaks every other week..."
"Yes, Danish style."
"Oh~ you know about that. As expected of Cassian. And about the salary..."
"The money here can't be used in your universe."
"What? Really?"
"Yes. You've been around the multiverse, haven't you? Didn't you notice that the size and design of the dollars are a bit different?"
"No wonder the vending machine didn't accept the money. I smashed it by mistake, but it's probably living well in vending machine heaven."
"Well... anyway, I'll pay you in gold."
"Alright."
First, I made an ID for Deadpool and gave him some dollars to send him on a trip to Disneyland. In the meantime, I had my secretaries look for a house for Deadpool to live in. I made Deadpool's ID as 'Wade Winston Wilson' as is, and as expected in that country, money solved everything, so the ID was issued quickly.
And since I was out, I checked on Toomes' training and gave Tinkerer some advice. I hadn't seen Natasha for a while, so I wondered what she was up to and contacted her; she replied that she was clearing out a drug cartel in that country. Natasha was as busy as ever.
After a few days passed, to take a break, I brought a bottle of Dalmore 62-year-old and took the Thalaria vehicle to Stark Tower. Tony wasn't there, but Banner was in the lab, so I greeted him.
"Long time no see, Banner."
"Nice to see you, Cassian. But what brings you here today..."
"Just bored, you know. I came thinking we could have a drink, but Tony isn't here?"
"He's probably at home."
"Then let's go together."
"Sure. I was getting a bit bored anyway."
We bought pizza from a nearby pizza place and moved to Tony's house. It was clear that he was too busy making suits without even eating, just like last time.
"By the way, Banner, are you still unable to transform into Hulk?"
"Well, yes. I tried to transform once before, but it didn't work. I actually think this is better."
If Hulk wasn't around, I couldn't know how the future would change. So I decided to give some advice for now.
"Hmm... From my perspective, the problem seems to be seeing Hulk as too different. I think of Hulk as another part of you, Doctor."
"Hmm... That might be the case. Actually, Tony said the same thing."
We chatted about this and that and arrived at Tony's house in Malibu.
"Jarvis, let Tony know we're here."
[Understood.]
Then Tony came up from the lab in the basement and greeted us warmly with a smile.
"Wow~ long time no see."
"You told me to be more active outside, but you're worse."
Tony had a haggard face with bloodshot eyes, probably from lack of sleep.
"Tell me about it. How did it come to this... Anyway, let's sit down first."
We sat at the table, ate pizza, and had a glass of Dalmore each. Banner was very worried about Tony.
"Tony, how long haven't you slept?"
"Well... three days? No... maybe four days, I don't know..."
Looking at Tony's condition, it seemed like Iron Man 3 wasn't far off.
"Is there some problem?"
"Sigh... well, you see... ever since the New York incident, I've been having severe nightmares. Because of that, my life has been a mess."
Just like in the original, Tony was suffering from severe trauma. I first checked Tony's physical condition with [Naked Eye]. He was under a lot of stress, hadn't slept, had severe hormonal imbalance, and his body was quite exhausted.
"Hmm... Tony, stand back for a moment."
"Huh? Why?"
"I'll check your body with my power."
"Oh~ you have such an ability too?"
Tony stood up from his seat and turned around. I went to Tony and healed his body with [Heal] and Unlimited Blade Works ability, and shared some of my energy with [Drain Touch]. Then, Tony's complexion, which had looked extremely tired, noticeably improved.
"Wow~ this is really effective! What did you do?"
"I just shared some of the energy in my body."
"That exploding thing? I'm not going to blow up, am I?"
"As if I would do that. I just gave you pure energy."
"I see."
Tony moved his body lightly and stretched.
"The fatigue is completely gone. Thanks! Come by sometimes and do this for me."
"I'd like to come often and do it, but I'm not someone with a lot of time, and it's probably better to just get a good night's sleep."
"That's true."
We finished eating the pizza, and Tony showed us around the lab. In the lab, numerous Iron Man suits were completed and displayed, and as if that wasn't enough, various parts were scattered around, presumably for making new suits. Banner looked at it and said seriously.
"Tony, is the reason you're making so many suits because of what happened in New York?"
"Yes, you guys wouldn't understand what I saw in space that day. Aliens, other planets... I'm just a man in a can, and frankly, I'm afraid something like that might happen again."
After saying that, Tony suddenly couldn't breathe and slumped down. We quickly helped Tony sit in a chair. It seemed Banner's words had triggered Tony's trauma. Tony sat in the chair, calmed down, stood up again, put on a bracelet-like device on the lab desk, and called Jarvis.
"Gasp... gasp... Jarvis, check my physical condition."
[There's nothing wrong with your heart, lungs, or brain. My diagnosis is severe anxiety symptoms.]
"Sigh... damn..."
Banner saw this and spoke worriedly.
"Tony, you should take a break."
"Yeah... I should."
Banner and I laid Tony down in his bedroom and came out so he could rest properly.
"This is a serious problem."
"Tell me about it. But what can we do? He has to overcome it. I believe Tony will pull through."
I took Banner back to Stark Tower in New York and handed him some cash and a business card.
"What's this?"
"Since Tony is in that state, if anything happens, you can contact me or come to my house for help. And that's emergency money."
"I see. Understood."
"Then see you next time."
I said goodbye to Banner and returned home. The next day, Natasha finally returned home.
"You're finally back. How was that country?"
"It was tough. Many citizens were involved with the cartel, you know. Enemies were everywhere, so I couldn't even sleep properly, but I caught the boss. The disappointing thing is that I couldn't completely uproot it."
"Then you must be tired. Wash up and rest. I'll repair your suit and the Thalaria."
"Yeah, thanks."
Actually, it was impossible to completely uproot the drug cartel in that country. At that time, the drug industry was directly linked to the livelihood of citizens in that country, so politicians and police would turn a blind eye or even help the cartels. But I didn't tell this to Natasha, who had worked hard and returned.
First, I put Natasha's suit and the Thalaria vehicle into my inventory, moved to the lab, and entrusted the repairs. Then, I came back to New York and checked on Toomes' training.
"It seems like I improve quickly when the boss teaches me."
"That's good. And Tinkerer said the suit is finally complete. We're testing it tomorrow."
"Got it."
"And, as I told Tinkerer, it's better to keep your identity a secret. For your family's sake. You could become a target."
"Yeah, I've been thinking about that since before."
"Today, go home early and rest well."
On the surface, Toomes was known as a bodyguard and Tinkerer as a researcher, and they went to work in suits every day, so it seemed unlikely that their identities would be exposed even if they acted as Vulture.
The next day, we moved the Vulture equipment to the island with the training ground, and together with Tinkerer, Toomes, and Natasha who came to watch after hearing about it, we took the Thalaria vehicle to the island.
"Wow... boss, when did you make a vehicle like this?"
"People like us need to move quickly."
Both Toomes and Tinkerer seemed very surprised when they flew in the sky with the Thalaria vehicle. Seeing them, Natasha said.
"Are these the new members? I thought they were just bodyguards."
"Ah, I haven't introduced them. This is Toomes, who will be active as Vulture, and this is Tinkerer. He'll be in charge of overall equipment repair and improvement."
As I introduced them, Natasha, who was sitting in the passenger seat, turned back and greeted them.
"I see. Nice to meet you. I'm Natasha Romanoff, active as Black Widow. Just call me Natasha."
"Nice to meet you. I knew I'd meet you someday since I'm with Cassian. Adrian Toomes, just call me Toomes."
"I'm Phineas Mason, also known as Tinkerer. Nice to meet you."
Natasha shook hands with them lightly. Interestingly, Tinkerer used to love eating so much, but recently he took up exercise as a hobby, so his body improved a lot. Anyway, we arrived at the island, set up the equipment that had arrived earlier, and prepared for the test flight.
The Vulture equipment was a bit different from the original because the engine changed to an arc reactor engine and used plasma thrusters, greatly increasing speed. As a result, the appearance became slightly smaller and sleeker, not bulky, and well-polished.
However, it wasn't similar to Falcon. The concept itself was different from the start. Vulture was much larger than Falcon and had a wide variety of armaments. Moreover, Chitauri technology was actively incorporated, making the firepower no joke. And it could fly at very high altitudes, plus it had active camouflage panels, enabling stealth. Of course, AI was standard.
When Toomes came out wearing the Vulture equipment, this time Natasha was surprised.
"Wow~ what is this! When did you prepare something like this?"
"I didn't make it. That guy (Tinkerer) made it."
"There's another person like Tony."
Hearing that, Tinkerer said very shyly.
"No. If I were alone, I would never have completed it. Chairman Cassian helped a lot."
"Even so, the basic design was all done by this guy."
I put on a headset and called Toomes.
"How is it?"
-Wow... this... it's more amazing than I thought?
"First, walk around. See if there's anything uncomfortable."
-Got it, boss.
Vulture folded its wings and walked around the island, checking the condition.
-Hmm... the response speed seems a bit slow.
"Really? Wait a moment."
Tinkerer and I started making slight adjustments based on the data sent by the AI.
"How about now?"
-Oh~ good. Perfect.
"Good, now let's try flying."
At that, Toomes said in a slightly surprised voice.
-Already? Boss, I'm getting a bit scared.
"Don't worry. There are emergency escape devices, and the AI will assist, so it won't be too difficult."
Toomes hesitated for a moment, then a voice that seemed resolved was heard.
-Sigh... alright! Let's give it a try!
For the test flight, we started with low output and slowly increased it.
-Oh~ oh~ whoa! Ah~ hmm... hot!
Toomes, like Tony, made strange noises during his first flight and slowly started flying around the island. Seeing that, Tinkerer was moved and cried buckets next to me.
"How is it?"
-Best, boss! Can I try increasing the speed a bit more?
Toomes, who was worried earlier, was now very excited.
"No, sorry, but we need to make some adjustments based on today's test data. Come down first, and let's have a celebration party. Let's have a drink!"
-Oh~ sounds good!
We moved back to my house in New York and had a simple celebration party. That day, Toomes and Tinkerer drank like crazy and got so drunk that I had to take them home.