Marvel: Saint Seiya Starting with the Reality Stone.

After entering the room, he glanced around at the surroundings.

"So you'll be staying here these days."

"Correct."

"Where's your bedroom? Show me around..."

"Shut up."

"it is good."

"..."

Standing at the doorway, Pietro listened to the indescribable conversation between his sister Wanda and Mike behind him. His body stiffened, and he turned around like a machine as he looked into the room at Mike, who was being led into his bedroom by Wanda. He felt completely awful.

His mouth was wide open, trying to draw in more oxygen so that his brain could function fully in a high-oxygen environment and think about everything he saw.

Inside the house.

Mike is touring Wanda's bedroom.

A 1.2-meter single bed and a small table almost take up the entire space in the bedroom.

Although the space is not large, it is very clean and tidy.

The sheets were as smooth as a mirror, and the pink quilt was neatly folded and placed on the bed.

Just ...

Mike glanced at the single bed, which was only 1.2 meters wide, and said to Wanda, who had closed the door behind him, "The bed is a bit small. Looks like you'll have to sleep on me."

Wanda, who had just closed the door, heard Mike's words and tried to roll her eyes at him, but ultimately gave up.

She ignored Mike's words, leaned against the door to prevent Pietro from running in like a madman, crossed her arms, and looked at Mike with a serious expression and tone.

"So what are we now, Mike?"

"Whatever it is, it is."

"Everything in the mental world is fake, you know that."

"But memories aren't fake."

Mike plopped down on Wanda's bed, smiling as he looked at her, who was leaning against the door with her arms wrapped around him. He said, "Back in the valley, didn't you blame me for drowning in the sea because I didn't listen to you?"

Wanda smiled upon hearing this.

But the underlying tone of the smile remained serious.

"So you admit you drowned."

"What? No, you think I drowned? I was just going along with what you said."

“I’m talking to you about reality now, not the spiritual world, Mike.”

"I know."

Mike's smile remained unchanged. He stood up, walked to Wanda who was leaning against the door, and looked down at Wanda, who was only half a head shorter than him: "So, Wanda, since you believe the mental world is an illusion, why did you go to the valley to see me?"

Wanda looked up and met Mike's eyes.

“I told you, I’m going to get rid of you to prevent you from bringing the war here.”

"Then why did you suddenly get excited when I nodded just now?"

Mike interrupted with a smile, looking directly into Wanda's light green eyes: "Admit it, you just don't want me to leave."

The two locked eyes.

Wanda smiled.

sneer.

next second.

Wanda's smile vanished, and she stared at Mike expressionlessly.

"roll!"

"What."

"Get out."

Wanda shifted her body slightly, swaying to Mike's side. Then she opened the door that had just been closed and looked at Mike expressionlessly: "Don't let me see you again."

Mike raised an eyebrow, looking at Wanda's open door and Pietro, who was still standing there with his mouth agape, seemingly wondering if he had missed something in the plot.

Followed by.

Mike shrugged under Wanda's gaze: "Okay, I'll be going then."

talking.

Mike stepped out of Wanda's bedroom.

But just as he was about to step out of Wanda's bedroom with his other foot, he spun his right foot in place and then leaned close to Wanda's ear, who was staring intently at his right foot that was still in motion, and whispered something.

"Actually, including that life in the illusion world, you are the only woman I've ever been with in this life."

"..."

Wanda listened to the whispers in her ear and subconsciously looked up, her scarlet eyes meeting Mike's smiling eyes once again.

Mike smiled.

"I remember you also made a dish that included both fish and corn porridge."

"Smoked trout and corn porridge tower?"

"Correct!"

Mike's eyes lit up: "I quite like this dish too. I remember you said that the fish for this dish must be the stream trout from here. Can you make it for me tonight?"

Wanda laughed in exasperation.

Are you ordering food?

"When we're in the realm of the mind, don't you ask me what I want to eat every day?"

"That's in the realm of the mind; everything there is false."

"Memory lasts forever, Wanda, memory lasts forever."

As Mike spoke, his smile faded, and he looked at Wanda: "I miss the days we spent in the Spirit World, Tommy, Billy, Russell, Rachel, and Mennie. I miss them too. And you, Wanda, to be honest."

Wanda didn't speak, but just looked at Mike's deep blue eyes, which had a layer of gold in them.

Mike did not choose to run away, but let Wanda look into his eyes.

Why should the one who intercepted the deal be able to overtake the one who came later?

Because those who try to steal it are vying for it.

Good women are few and far between in this Marvel universe.

In a word.

If you encounter it, don't hesitate, go for it!

After all, Mike had no intention of living a lonely life without having any descendants.

after awhile.

Wanda's gaze shifted away from Mike's eyes first, and her tone returned to its soft, Sokovian hue: "The smoked trout corn tart uses stream trout, which is unique to us. I just don't know if they're available in the market today."

Upon hearing this, Mike's smile returned to his face.

"I also want to eat Valenda grilled meat."

"hehe!"

Wanda laughed, but her smile was forced as she looked at Mike: "Don't go too far, Mr. Ametra."

Mike said seriously, "Yes, my Lady Ametra."

Upon hearing the title, Wanda opened her mouth, then shoved Mike, who was blocking her way, and walked towards the door. As she reached the door, a slight smile appeared on her lips: "I'll go to the market and see if there are any ingredients."

talking.

Wanda picked up the basket she had put down when she came in, then walked past Pietro, who was still standing at the door, carrying the basket: "Mike is no stranger."

Pietro, whose mouth was agape, seemed to snap out of his daze at the sound and instantly closed his mouth.

But his expression remained one of confusion.

Pietro instinctively turned to look at Wanda, who was already carrying a basket and walking towards the market. Then, he stiffly turned back to look at Mike, who was standing inside the house, his face full of confusion and bewilderment.

Mike also came out of the house at that moment.

Just as he was about to walk past Pietro.

"Stand still."

Pietro instinctively called out, then looked at Mike beside him, his voice low and carrying an extremely serious warning.

“I’m warning you, if you dare do anything to Wanda…”

“Pietro”.

"Ok?"

Mike interrupted Pietro, saying, "If Wanda comes back, tell her I'm going out for a bit and will be back soon."

talking.

Before Pietro could reply, he stepped out and disappeared from Pietro's sight.

When Mike reappeared, he had already appeared in mid-air in the valley.

"Shit!"

"Snapped!"

After realizing what had happened, Mike cursed under his breath, slapped himself, and then turned around and flew towards the Hydra fortress without looking back.

……