Chapter 70 - Little Spidey’s Path to School Hegemony (1/2)
Chapter 70: Little Spidey's Path to School Hegemony
With the two revealing each other to him, Peter watched in awe as the ”spontaneously flying” knife and fork made creases on Saint's skin before being rebounded away from his face.
'What a fierce face! It can't be even scratched by a steel knife! What would hurt him? A bomb?'
Lost in his thoughts, Peter suddenly realized that he was inches away from this 'invincible' man…
”Ahh! AHHH!”
Peter Parker screamed, and he completely collapsed to the ground holding his head. The rebounding knife and fork just flew over his head before falling to the ground.
Seeing this, Lorna, who had lost her mind, realized that she had to calm down. She dissipated the aura around her fingers, and flusteredly and quietly asked Saint: ”Did anyone see?”
”Now you're scared!” Saint let go of her hands and patted on her arm saying: ”No one should have noticed. Fortunately, I just managed to get SHIELD to withdraw their surveillance. Otherwise, you'd be in a world of trouble right now!”
”It's all your fault!” The stubborn Lorna punched Saint's back: ”You're insane! Why did you tell Peter I'm a mutant?”
”Because he's his own man.” Saint did not say the next sentence is his mind; 'and he will also have his own superpower to hide in the future', and then added while looking at Peter: ”He will not discriminate against you, nor will he ever tell on you. Right, Peter?”
Lorna bit her lower lip in frustration, apparently not satisfied with Peter's verbal guarantee. She once again punched Saint's shoulder and said: ”He's just a brat, and he talks too much! How do you know that he could keep this a secret?”
”Ha ha.” Saint laughed and then said coldly: ”What do you want now? Try to kill him as well? Haven't you thought of him being so talkative when you exposed MY identity?”
”You're obviously already exposed! Even if I said nothing, Peter had already guessed it!”
”Yes, exactly! It was a guess, and I could just deny it!”
”Do you think he would have believed you?”
”Well, he's here with us! Peter, you would have believed me, right?”
”…”
For young Peter, this was a ”battle of gods” taking place before him. Taking any side could open the gates of hell on him. Therefore, being stared at by both of them, he mumbled, shook his head in denial and then nodded in approval, and couldn't utter a single understandable word.
”You're no fun!” Saint shook his head in disinterest, and then walked to the kitchen to put an end to this farce: ”Peter, get ready to have lunch; costumers are about to come.”