Marvel: Saint Seiya Starting with the Reality Stone

"How much is the salary?"

"What?"

"salary."

Mike watched the car drive along Roosevelt Island, and instead of immediately refusing Sharon, he smiled and said, "You're not going to make me work for you for free, are you?"

Sharon realized what was happening: "Of course we get paid, and we have the most comprehensive dental insurance in the country."

Laoma cannot live without dental insurance, just as she cannot live without Jerusalem.

but……

Dental insurance doesn't count as a salary.

"If you join, your annual salary will be 90,000, of course, that's for the first year."

"ha."

Mike was delighted when he heard the salary Sharon offered.

Sharon looked at Mike, who suddenly seemed to have heard a very funny joke, and asked, somewhat puzzled, "If I remember correctly, you don't seem to be working right now."

Just then.

He is unemployed.

"But his annual salary is already about the same as that of a Level 4 field agent."

"Mike not only takes care of all the families in our community's tax filing, but several of our neighbors' companies have also hired him as their financial advisor."

Heidi, who was driving in front, spoke up quietly: "And those neighbors who own companies were planning to partner with Mike to open a professional accounting firm. Mike could have taken 30 percent of the shares or received a salary of one million a year, but Mike refused."

To be honest, if those neighbors hadn't come to her house specifically for her, she would have thought Mike was joking with her, or that he had hired some extras.

But not.

After all, it was the community where they had lived since childhood, and they knew Heidi, one of their neighbors, so they were even less likely to think that these neighbors were there to help Mike put on an act.

That leaves only one possibility.

This is true, and Mike really did not hesitate to turn down a job with a million-dollar annual salary.

This is the fundamental reason why she often complains that Mike doesn't work.

Sharon was also stunned and couldn't help but look at Mike.

Why?

"hehe."

Mike shrugged, offering no answer to Sharon's question.

one more time.

He has no obligation to satisfy anyone's curiosity.

Unless that person is his family member and also asks him directly.

However, Mike had already found the answer to this question in his mind.

Again.

If his adoptive parents hadn't died, he might have continued down this path, and being an accountant with a million-dollar annual salary would have been enough for him to live a good life.

Unfortunately, there is no such thing.

His adoptive parents died, and he had no way to deal with it, or perhaps he didn't want to continue lying down.

Yes.

Lie flat.

For him, being able to work peacefully like a beast of burden in this world is like lying down and doing nothing.

But this universe is different.

Since that's the case, he can only start to fight and let this universe see the true value of a Saint Seiya from another universe.

Just then.

Heidi drove the car slowly into the garage of the Roosevelt Island Operations Center.

The garage door slammed shut the moment the vehicle entered the garage.

next second.

Boom!

The entire garage floor began to sink, or more accurately, descend, like a vehicle elevator, carrying the vehicles down into the underground.

After a while, the light suddenly came out.

A massive domed hall, large enough to accommodate an entire aircraft carrier battle group, suddenly appeared before our eyes.

This is the hub base of the S.H.I.E.L.D. New York Operations Command Center.

Heidi drove off the platform, moved to the side, and parked her car again.

Mike naturally opened the car door and stood in the huge hall, looking up at the dome above him.

"You didn't hollow out the entire Roosevelt Island, did you?"

No, that's not the case.

Sharon, who got out of the car from the side, looked at Mike upon hearing this, and after Mike looked over, she smiled and said, "There's still a quarter left to dig out."

Mike opened his mouth.

Just then.

"Kyle?"

"...Mary?"

Mike looked in the direction of the sound and saw Skye walking quickly toward him from not far away.

The two hugged.

When Mike uttered Mary's name, Heidi's gaze immediately fell on Skye, and she couldn't look away.

Ignoring Heidi's gaze, Mike released the hug and introduced Skye and Heidi to each other.

"Mary, Heidi, my sister."

"Heidi, Mary, my friend from the foster home, no, she's called Skye now."

"Hello, Skye."

"Hello, Heidi."

The two women smiled, shook hands, and greeted each other.

After giving his presentation, Mike didn't participate further.

As he said, he and Skye may have feelings for each other, but those feelings could be anything but love.

Being too familiar with someone when you're young is one thing.

The most important reason.

Uh……

Let me put it this way.

Although Mike has now lived three lives, he still retains a trace of the traditions from his first life.

To put it in rather crude terms...

I'm currently in a relationship, and I require my future partner to also be a virgin.

Is this going too far?

Not excessive.

Therefore, based on this one point alone, he was destined to have no romantic development with Skye.

Although Mike knew that at his age, it was already too late to find someone who met his criteria.

But he's unwilling to compromise, and that's not wrong, is it?

Anyway, he has already merged with Leo, so becoming a Gold Saint is only a matter of time.

If he still can't find a lover on Earth who meets his criteria and doesn't move his heart by the time he becomes a Gold Saint, then he might as well go look for one on another planet.

The Marvel Universe may not have much else, but it has a lot of alien races, and quite a few of them fit human aesthetic standards.

He refused to believe that he could live out his life alone in the vast Marvel universe.

Mike thought to himself.

soon.

He, Heidi, and Skye, following Sharon Carter's directions, arrived at a conference room.

Commander Victoria Hand and Phil Coulson are already inside.

"commander."

"Hello, Mr. Ametra, this is Victoria Hand."

"Mike Ametra".

Mike shook hands with Victoria Hand, a tall woman with glasses and long dark red hair, then looked at Coulson beside him: "Hello, Agent Coulson, I didn't expect we'd meet again so soon."

Coulson smiled. "Sorry, Mike, it's my problem."

Mike raised an eyebrow, listened to Coulson's words, looked at Coulson, then at Victoria Hand, and then shrugged.

"So, the reason I was brought here is..."

"You forgot to sign a confidentiality agreement."

"What the heck?"

Mike was somewhat incredulous when he heard the reason why he had been brought here.

"So you dragged me here so early in the morning just to have me sign a confidentiality agreement?"

"Yes."

"..."