American comics: Damn it, I’m surrounded by those who worry about their fathers!.

Chapter 137: Another A-Zu who longs for love but does not receive it in return

"John, why are you here?"

Late at night, Clark looked at Azu standing in front of him and asked in surprise.

"Don't talk. It will be terrible if Dad or Star-Lord finds out."

Azu made a gesture to Clark to keep quiet.

"Get up, Clark, I'll take you somewhere."

"I don't quite understand." Clark whispered, getting off the bed, "Where are we going?"

"Just follow me."

Azu handed the clothes to Clark, "Hurry up, we have to be back before dawn."

Although Clark felt strange, he finally listened to A Zu's words and quickly put on his clothes.

With a ripple of the curtains, the two men jumped out of the window and left the farm in an instant.

Standing in the dim night, Clark asked A Zu curiously: "Where are we going?"

"Somewhere a little far away."

As A-Zu spoke, he took out the key that was shining with golden color in his hand.

Clark looked at the key in surprise. He didn't know that A Zu had another key in his hand that he had never seen before.

"what is this?"

"A key opens a room where you can peek into anything you want to see."

A Zu took a deep breath and said to Clark: "That is a secret house that has existed since the beginning of time. It contains countless secrets and is also a place full of magic and wonder."

"Why do you have a key there, John?"

Clark asked him confused.

"This is the key Zatanna gave to Dad. I'm borrowing it."

"You stole the Godfather's keys?!"

Clark asked him with his eyes wide open, he didn't expect the other party to be so bold.

"No, of course I didn't steal. I just borrowed it. Between dad and me, I mean between us, there's no need to describe it as stealing."

A-Zu swore that he was just borrowing it temporarily.

Although Zu said so, Clark insisted that he return the key. "I think the Godfather will be angry if he finds out. We'd better return the key."

"Are you sure?"

Azu put away the key, "This secret room can help you, Clark, it can help you see the secrets you want to see."

"Aren't you curious about your own life experience? Dad is not your biological father. Mr. Jonathan and the others are just your adoptive parents. Don't you want to know where you came from?"

Facing Zu's question, Clark hesitated.

"Don't worry. If I'm caught, I'll explain to Dad. If Dad wants to punish me, he'll only punish me."

Azu patted Clark's shoulder and spoke to him comfortingly.

"Okay."

Clark was finally convinced by Azu.

Although he knew it was wrong to do so, he developed a strong curiosity about the secret house that A-Zu mentioned.

After half an hour.

Azu and Clark stand in front of Zatanna's house.

"Okay, this is Zatanna's house, we have to hurry."

Azu motioned for Clark to hurry up.

Exhaling, Clark looked at his surroundings.

Surrounded by box-like suburban houses, white curbstones, birdbaths, energy-saving lights, lush lilacs by the mailbox, graffiti on the walls, and bright white rain gutters.

“All the houses here look the same, I almost got lost the first time I came here.”

As Zu complained, he took Clark into the room and skillfully used the key to open the workshop.

As the secret room was activated, the entire room began to come alive.

Walls twist and turn, stairs lead to different areas, and interior decorations are transformed onto the ceiling.

Clark stood there in amazement as he saw the room become magical as if it had been cast by magic.

"This is this?!"

Clark's words got stuck in his throat in shock and he couldn't speak.

"According to Dad and Zatanna, the secret house was awakened and removed its disguise. However, since we have the key, we will not be regarded as intruders by him. Otherwise, we may be trapped here forever and never be able to get out."

Azu explained to Clark: "This is the magic of magic, so - don't be surprised."

It took Clark a few seconds to react. He swallowed and asked Azu, "What should we do next?"

"Go to a room, and if you're lucky, maybe you'll see what you want to see."

Clark asked nervously: "What if I'm unlucky?"

"If you're unlucky, you might run into some monsters, but I believe that with your strength, you won't be eaten by the monsters."

Azu said, shrugging his shoulders.

Last time he sneaked in, he opened a door and encountered a tentacle monster.

A monster with tentacles growing on its big eyeballs attacked him with countless tentacles.

Fortunately, he ran fast and was not pulled away by the tentacle monster.

"Good luck, we'll meet here in a bit."

After speaking to Clark, Zu walked towards a door alone.

"Aren't we going together?" Clark was dumbfounded when he saw A-Zu leaving.

"No, I'm not in the habit of sharing secrets with others."

A-Zu waved at him without even turning his head.

Seeing A-Zu leave, although Clark felt a little uneasy, he could only try to move forward alone helplessly.

"Squeak!"

A-Zu held his breath nervously and looked into the room.

It was still pitch black, and the room was so empty and quiet that he could hear his own heartbeat.

"Clap!"

The sound of the clapperboard echoed in the space, and then the environment in the room began to become brighter.

"Okay?"

"Yes."

“Can we shoot now?”

"Yes, it has already started."

After hearing the director say that it had already started, A-Zu in the mirror world's serious expression immediately turned into a cheerful one.

He was introducing his house to the film crew.

To Zu's astonishment, the room introduced by the adult version of Zu was exactly the same as his own farm.

"My grandfather built this home. He was a farmer his whole life. He was a great man."

As he walked forward, Homelander introduced.

He walked to the sofa, pointed at the TV opposite and said, "Every night, my father and I would sit in front of the TV and watch TV. I remember it was a TV series about werewolves. Sorry, I forgot the specific name."

"These. And these"

Then he pointed to the bookshelf next to him and said, "These are my favorite books when I was a child, The Story of the Monkey's Paw and The Mermaid."

Touching the spine of the book with his fingers, he said with a complicated expression: "My father would tell me these stories before I went to sleep. They are wonderful memories."

With a smile on his face, he walked to a photo frame.

In the frame was a photo of "Peter" and him.

The two people wore baseball caps and held up baseball gloves for a photo, looking very happy.

"This is me, my dad took this picture of me when I hit my first home run."

“I love you, Daddy!”

As he spoke, the Homelander stared at the photo frame and kissed his fingers.

A-Zu looked at his other self in the mirror world and was completely stunned.

The other party actually copied his childhood life completely and told it to the camera without blushing.

Is this guy so shameless?!

"Although he has left me, I will always miss him."

The native in the mirror world made a sad expression as if he was remembering his father.

"and many more!"

Upon seeing this, A-Zu roared and wanted to shoot his laser eyes directly through his head.

Not only did this guy cheat, he also cursed his own father to death?!
A-Zu in the mirror world continued to show the reporter his room, "Next is the Baseball Hall of Fame, where many of my honors are placed."

Homelander took the reporter to a display room full of trophies and certificates, "This is my secret room, I rarely show these to people."

"Look at this."

He took out a group photo and said, "This is a photo of me and the Tigers. It's not the real Tigers, but a makeshift team. I played shortstop in it. Of course, there are many more. I can't introduce them to you one by one."

He took a deep breath, his expression was extremely complicated, "This feels good. I mean the feeling of being back here again."

When he said this, his expression paused and he glanced towards the bed.

His expression was a little strange, and the corners of his mouth trembled, but he still suppressed his emotions.

Although his reason told him that it was shooting time and he needed to control himself.

But in the end, he couldn't help it and angrily smashed the photo frame to the ground with a "bang". He pointed at the white blanket on the bed and asked with a ferocious expression: "Who the hell put the blanket here?!"

Seeing Homelander getting angry, the director quickly came over to explain: "Sorry, sorry, Homelander, I want this to have a family atmosphere, so I put the towel here."

"Take it away! Fuck!"

The Chinese man, who was a little out of control, said to the director fiercely: "I said that everything should be filmed according to the process I said. Are you an idiot?"

The natives, who were frightened by the blanket, started cursing at the film crew.

A-Zu in the secret room frowned slightly as he looked at his fellow countrymen whose defenses were broken in the mirror.

He often dreams of A-Zu in the mirror world and knows that the white blanket is the other person's nightmare.

In the monotonous, narrow, colorless room, the only thing that accompanied my childhood homeland was that blanket.

He took a deep breath and suddenly remembered that he seemed to have a white blanket in his childhood.

It’s just that the other person’s blanket represents painful memories.

And your own blanket represents warmth and beautiful memories.

Looking at the world in the mirror, a person secretly hid behind the trash can, took out a blanket, and then stared at the trance-stricken motherland.

A Zu's hatred for the other party suddenly faded.

Maybe the other person is just another version of yourself who has always longed for love but gets nothing.

(End of this chapter)