American comics: Praising the sun, starting from Gotham!

Seeing the undisguised happiness on Clark's face, Shuen lowered his hands from his face.

The embarrassment that almost made him spontaneously combust seemed to be greatly diminished by the other party's joy.

"Sorry, Clark."

"I'm really sorry. I didn't know you were planning to propose."

He looked at the diamond ring in Clark's hand.

Xiu En gave a genuine smile.

That smile washed away all the awkwardness and embarrassment, leaving only the blessings between friends.

Congratulations, my friend.

Shuen bowed slightly to Clark.

"You and Louise are a match made in heaven. I wish you both eternal happiness."

Clark's smile widened even further.

"Thank you, Xiu En."

"Thank you for your blessing. And thank you for this interesting gift."

He pointed to the sun ring, which was still suspended in mid-air, its light flashing as if it were playing dead.

"Although I cannot accept it, I can feel the power of light that you have given it."

"No, this isn't..."

Xiu En was about to explain that it was actually his fault for forgetting to shut down the server, which caused the AI ​​to run around randomly.

But he swallowed the words back down his throat.

Forget it, that's too embarrassing.

Let this beautiful misunderstanding continue.

"Anyway, as long as you like it, that's fine."

Xiu En gave a vague and perfunctory reply.

He reached out, ready to take back that shameful original ring.

However, at that moment...

The door to the storage room was pushed open from the outside.

A figure dressed in a smart business suit, holding a small piece of apple pie that looked sickeningly sweet, appeared at the door.

"Hey, Clark."

Louise Lane shouted.

"Perry's yelling in the office again. I brought you an apple pie to tide you over. By the way, how's your article about stray cats coming along?"

Her voice stopped.

She witnessed a strange scene inside the house.

She saw it; it was her boyfriend, Clark Kent.

And that mysterious Wayne Group consultant, Shum, whom I've met a few times, always appears and disappears mysteriously.

The two people were standing together in an extremely strange posture.

Most importantly, it seems like they're both holding a ring?

Clark was holding a velvet box. Although it had been closed when Louise came in, Louise could almost guess what was inside.

And that Xiu En.

A glittering, golden ring was floating in front of him!

Louise, with her gossip radar and news sense as a star reporter for The Daily Planet, was on full blast at that moment!

She carried the pie into the storeroom.

The sound of high heels hitting the ground was very sharp.

With each sound, Xiu En's heart sank.

Wow.

Louise first glanced at Clark's face, which was filled with happiness and a hint of embarrassment at being caught.

Then I glanced at Xiu En's face, which was filled with utter despair, as if he were saying, "I'm doomed, I can't face anyone anymore, may a bolt of lightning strike me dead."

"Looks like I've arrived at the wrong time?"

She blinked knowingly, as if to ask a question she already knew the answer to.

"Mr. Xiu En?"

"I never imagined you two had gotten to the point of exchanging rings?"

Her gaze fell on the glittering gold ring in front of Hugh, then she looked at the velvet box in Clark's pocket, which was clearly a size smaller.

"And it looks like the one you gave us is much more expensive than the one our big guy prepared."

"Are you trying to steal her from me?"

"puff--!"

On Xiu En's shoulder, Ivy's sunflower clone let out an extremely inappropriate burst of laughter.

Xiu En felt like his brain had crashed.

Social death.

An irreversible social death.

He has faced the Lord of Hell, the ancient demon gods, and the Dark Lord.

He had never wished the earth beneath his feet would explode so much as he did now.

"No! No! Louise! You've misunderstood!"

Seeing that Shuen's expression was almost petrified, Clark quickly blushed and tried to explain.

"Oh? I misunderstood?"

Louise raised her eyebrows and looked at Hugh with a smile.

"So that means you two aren't in that kind of relationship?"

"Of course not!"

"That's good."

Louise nodded, then enthusiastically handed the plate of apple pie in her hand to Hugh.

That overly sweet smell wafted into Xiu En's nose.

"Okay, okay, enough joking around."

"Here, Mr. Shuen, it's been a long time. Have a taste, this is a sweet pie that Clark's mom sent over this morning. I saw you really enjoyed it last time."

Do you like to eat?

I like to eat ghosts!

Shuen swore that the thing made him feel even more physically uncomfortable than Sithon!

He wanted to refuse.

He wanted to use all his strength to shout "No!" at the woman in front of him who was smiling like a little fox.

but.

He looked into Louise's enthusiastic eyes.

Looking to the side, Clark's simple, kind, and expectant gaze filled with hope.

Feel the sunflower on your shoulder shaking wildly as you try to suppress your laughter.

Feel the sunflower on your shoulder shaking wildly as you try to suppress your laughter.

"I……"

The words of refusal were on the tip of my tongue, but I just couldn't bring myself to say them.

At this moment, the sun god was defeated by a piece of apple pie.

"it is good."

He heard his own voice, in a tone that even he found unfamiliar, subconsciously agree.

"OK."

After receiving this unexpected yet reasonable reply, a sly glint of triumph flashed in Louise's eyes.

She turned around.

He casually placed the apple pie, which was like the ultimate weapon to Xiu En, on a filing cabinet next to him.

Then, she focused all her attention, 100%, on her boyfriend.

She took a step forward, so close to Clark that she could almost smell the sunshine on him.

She looked up at the man who was more than half a head taller than her, but who now seemed as helpless as a big boy who had done something wrong.

Her smile grew even brighter.

Her voice was soft and gentle, like a feather, brushing against Clark's ear.

"So, Mr. Clark Kent."

"Since your relationship with Mr. Xiu En isn't the kind I imagined."

"Then tell me about it."

She stuck out a finger and poked Clark's chest muscle.

"You silly big guy who doesn't even know to make a reservation before going on a date with me."

"Who is this pretty little box you're giving it to?"

Her eyes curved into two beautiful crescent moons.

"Who will be the lucky chosen one to receive Clark Kent's ring?"

"I...I..."

Clark didn't know what to say.

He can lift a North Sea oil well weighing tens of thousands of tons single-handedly. He can use his thermal vision to sculpt the most intricate sculptures on the moon. He can orbit the Earth seven and a half times in 0.01 seconds.

But at this moment.

Facing the woman he loves, this is a simple, direct, yet trap-filled question about the soul.

The face of this god among men quickly turned red.

The redness spread from her neck all the way to her ears.

"Louise! Um, let me explain, I was originally thinking of finding a more romantic place tonight..."

He began, rambling incoherently, in an attempt to make a final, incoherent defense of his marriage proposal plan, which had been exposed before it even began.

"Oh?"

Louise interrupted his explanation.

"So, you mean... you were planning a surprise?"

"Yes!"

Clark nodded vigorously.

"Is the surprise still there?"

Louise asked with a smile.

"It's still there! Of course it's still there!"

Clark quickly tucked the velvet box back into his arms.

"very good."

"Then, the surprise can begin ahead of schedule."

"Clark".

She opened her arms to him.

"Now! Immediately! Right now!"

Clark looked at the outstretched arms that were pointing at him.

All thoughts of "explaining," "justifying," and "getting away with it" vanished from his mind in an instant.

He gave up.

He surrendered.

The awkward and shy expression on his face was eventually replaced by an almost overflowing sense of happiness.

He gave a silly smile.

Then he took a big step forward and embraced the woman he was willing to protect with his life.

"I love you, Louise."

He rested his chin on her hair.

I will love you forever.

"I know."

Louise let out a soft, contented moan in his arms.

"But you haven't given me the ring yet."

"I'll give it to you right away..."

The sunflower on Xiu En's shoulder, which had been shaking wildly from trying to suppress its laughter, stopped swaying at that moment.

Ivy stared at the glaring scene before her.

Looking at the two people embracing tightly.

Looking at the happy smile on Clark's face.

The light in the sunflower's eyes seemed to dim slightly for that instant.

She didn't look at the couple again, who seemed to be surrounded by sweet, pink bubbles.

She slowly, very slowly, turned her flowerpot.

Then, he turned his gaze to the sun beside her, who had been silent since the beginning.

Her gaze was complicated.

There was envy and bitterness in it.

But more than anything, it's a gaze that seems to be asking something.

She just looked at him.

She looked at the only sun that shone on her.

Xiu En sensed it.

He felt it, that gaze that was so intensely present coming from his shoulder.

He snapped out of his embarrassment at the social situation.

His gaze remained fixed on the couple embracing... well, no, the perfect couple.

But all his attention was now completely focused on his shoulders.

That gaze made him feel an indescribable heat.

There seemed to be a question in his gaze.

What are they expecting?

Xiu En suddenly felt as if he were the diamond being opened in public from a velvet box.

It is undergoing the most rigorous evaluation.

He felt his throat was a little dry.

He instinctively wanted to say something to break the silence, which was even more suffocating than before.

However, he didn't know what to say.

How should I put it?

Xiu En was somewhat confused.

Answer me, Clark.

Louise, who was in Clark's arms, gently punched Clark's chest with her hand.

"Does remaining silent mean you're admitting it?"

Her voice carried a triumphant smile.

"No, I..."

Looking at the bright and lovely smiling face in his arms, Clark's super brain abandoned all thought and was left with only the most instinctive response of love.

"Yes."

He lowered his head and whispered in her ear.

"It's you."

"Forever, it will only be you."

Sunflower on Xiuen's shoulder trembled slightly upon hearing those words.

Then it withdrew its gaze from the one that had made Xiu En uneasy.

It lowered its flower head.

Like a little girl who is silently disappointed because she did not receive the answer she wanted.