Marvel: Saint Seiya Starting with the Reality Stone.

"Alright, I'll cook you a bowl of ramen. Just put your clothes up there and come down."

"it is good."

Mike responded and, seeing Heidi heading towards the kitchen, also picked up his travel bag and headed towards the stairs to the second floor.

He was indeed quite curious about Heidi's specific job duties.

When I learned that Heidi was the team leader of the intelligence analysis group at the S.H.I.E.L.D. New York command center, I became curious.

Because it concerns whether or not he should get involved in the feud between S.H.I.E.L.D. and Hydra.

For example.

If Heidi is specifically in charge of SHIELD's intelligence operations overseas, such as in Africa, a region that has absolutely no connection to Hydra, she is unlikely to face any danger in Hydra's future second wave of operations.

If that's the case, Mike wouldn't get involved in Hydra and S.H.I.E.L.D. affairs, creating trouble for himself.

However, if the intelligence information Heidi was in charge of was related to Hydra, or if Hydra believed that Heidi's intelligence analysis would expose them, then Hydra would definitely not let Heidi live.

If that's the case, then Mike will definitely get involved.

But Mike wasn't in a hurry.

After all, there are still at least a few months before Hydra's second phase of operations. If he remembers correctly, Hydra's second phase of operations should be next year.

It's only September now, and there are still four months until 2014.

Four months was enough time for him to get the specifics of Heidi's job from her.

soon.

After putting his duffel bag back in his room, Mike turned and went downstairs, then sat on a high stool at the kitchen counter, watching Heidi cook ramen for him.

As he looked at it, he rested his chin on his hand and said, "Seriously, are you sure that if you get married, I can't move in and live with you?"

Without turning her head, Heidi scooped the ramen noodles out of the pot: "Are you reluctant to part with me, or is it because if I get married, there will be no one to cook for you?"

Mike shrugged.

Does it make a difference?

"of course."

Heidi said, turning the ramen she had scooped out to put in front of Mike, and then said, "If it's the former, I'm happy."

Mike raised an eyebrow: "So, would you let me move in with you guys?"

Heidi chuckled.

"No, don't misunderstand. You're my brother, and I love you, but I'm going to spend the rest of my life with my future husband. You don't want to become the source of arguments between my husband and me after you move in, do you?"

"...What if it's the latter?"

"Find a girlfriend!"

Heidi's expression instantly turned serious as she looked at Mike and said, "I don't approve of your lifestyle, but I can understand why you're not planning to find a job. But what about a girlfriend? Have you ever had a girlfriend since you were a child? And this time you're going to Las Vegas, the city of romantic encounters. You're not bad-looking either, so didn't you have any stories in Las Vegas?"

Mike looked at Heidi with a suspicious expression: "From what I'm hearing, if I go to Las Vegas this time and even register my marriage with a dancer there, you won't be angry, but happy instead?"

Heidi nodded.

"Of course I'd be happy."

"why?"

"Because I no longer need to doubt your orientation."

"..."

Mike stared wide-eyed at Heidi, who was looking at him with a serious expression. Even after closing his mouth, the corners of his lips twitched involuntarily.

"You suspect me of being..."

"Correct."

"hiss!"

Mike gasped, instinctively rising from the bar stool, rubbing his forehead, and then couldn't help but look at Heidi: "Excuse me for asking, where did I get this impression from?"

Heidi shrugged.

"You've never had a girlfriend."

"That's because I haven't met the right person."

"You don't even have any female friends."

"Who said that?"

Mike was speechless as he listened to the evidence Heidi presented: "I have so many female classmates in my alumni group."

Heidi said expressionlessly, "I don't consider any woman in a group chat to be your friend, and you yourself said, female classmates, not girlfriends."

Mike opened his mouth, then smiled.

The kind of laugh that comes from being so angry.

But the key issue is that he really couldn't refute Heidi's statement, because he did have female classmates, but his contact with those female classmates was only between classmates.

Heidi looked at Mike, who had stopped talking, tilted her head, and remained silent, but her meaning was clear.

She genuinely doubted Mike's sexual orientation.

Just then.

Mike's phone rang.

He took it out and looked at it.

Mary...

wrong.

Skye's.

Mike perked up and immediately turned the phone screen to Heidi.

"Look."

"Female friends."

"Female classmates wouldn't call at night, would they?"

"..."

45. Heidi, a Level 5 S.H.I.E.L.D. agent!

Skye's call was like a timely rain.

When Mike answered the phone, and Skye's voice came through, Mike could clearly feel that Heidi's long-held suspicions had melted away with Skye's call.

However, Skye didn't call to say anything specific.

At the very least, it's not a big deal.

It's about two childhood friends who had been separated for a long time and only met again after a long time. Since their time together in Alavés was too short, they now have some free time, so they called each other.

Let's also test if the phone number Mike left behind is real.

Mike was a little curious.

"Someone gave you a fake phone number."

"Too many, Kyle."

Skye, who was in her room on the Airbus, shook her head and sighed, "You can't possibly understand. After all, you're so handsome now, no girl would give you a fake phone number, right?"

Skye said that.

Before Mike could react, Heidi, who was behind the bar, got excited and kept giving Mike meaningful glances.

Heidi didn't even know who Skye was.

But looking at Heidi's appearance, Mike seriously doubted that even if Skye was ugly, Heidi would probably be very happy to be his girlfriend.

of course.

Skye is very beautiful, but she's not his type.

Moreover, Mike was certain that Skye wasn't testing anything when she said those words.

The reason is simple.

Love requires utmost care and caution.

All we have is friendship.

After Mike hung up the phone, Heidi's face turned visibly red.

“You’re such a blockhead, Mike.”

"What did I do now?"

Mike put away his phone and looked at Heidi: "You said I don't have any female friends, but I do. You can't say I have a problem with my orientation now, can you?"

Heidi shook her head: "I take back my doubts about your orientation. You're not gay, you just don't understand romance. Didn't you hear what this girl was saying on the phone just now? She's interested in you."

Mike burst out laughing.

"You mean Mary? That's impossible."

"Why not? I'm a woman, I understand women."

"Because we're too familiar with each other."

"what?"

Heidi paused for a moment upon hearing this, then frowned and said, "You've known each other for a long time, but I don't remember you having a female friend named Mary."

Mike shrugged: "Because we were friends from the foster home, of course you wouldn't remember. I unexpectedly ran into you again in Las Vegas this time."

Speaking of it.

His eyes suddenly lit up as he looked at Heidi: "By the way, her name is Skye now, and you'd never guess what she does for a living."

Heidi raised an eyebrow.