Chapter 639 - Meet-up (2/2)
”Anyway, do I get to meet your new partners?” Ray inquired curiously as Nik nodded without any hesitation. That much he trusted Ray with, still. ”Do you know Daredevil?” Ray continued as Nik grew silent before chuckling, ”Him? Damn, if I knew he was going to be having a night with you and Yar, I might have just shown him a few videos beforehand... not that he would've seen them.”
Ray pursed his lips while Nik continued, ”Anyway, when you say you're a kunoichi, do you dress in a maroon outfit with face covered and two short swords on your back?”
”I don't use swords but that's about it
Why?” Ray inquired as Nik groaned, ”Cause one of your organization's members is following me for eight hours now. Well, four of them are but one is shield, the other is Hydra, and the third is Wakandan. Was slightly confused by the fourth dumbass.”
”Oh, well. I'm not in the top brass, you know. I intend to enjoy myself and paperwork is the last thing I want to trouble myself with,” Ray smirked, ”But if you have some form of problems with the Hand then I suggest discretion. While that Rank 6 Devil doesn't have much pull in this world... consider him the ruler of hell. Heck, did you know, to make others loyally follow the organization, he actually revives dead people? I've got this partner who is crazy talented with weapons, and I'm comparing her to you. Anyway, she just completed her mission, and now her mother's up and cooking!”
Nobody would have believed that Ray and Nik would spill out the most confidential information they had experienced as gossips. Wakanda was exposed, Hydra was exposed, for the most part, Shield and the mysterious organization— Hand— was exposed, too.
”Woah!” Ray squeaked as Pickle covered Nik into his Vanish form as he began poking at the costume before his eyes widened, ”This guy's the same as you. Bloodline wise,” Ray whispered in amazement before he suddenly shook his head, ”Oh, and I wanted to commission the fusion of a few things. I'll pay you hot and nice,” he giggled before Pickle reverted into casual clothes and Nik sat back on his seat with a snort.
”No cookies this time. Those were good but you can't entice me with the same thing!” He said with finality while Ray sat back with a huff. ”Fine,” he grunted, ”I am distinctly aware that you wanna get good at Temporal Manipulation, right? I have something for Brian and I'll exchange it for a week-long tutorial of the basic temporal manipulation when he does 'land' here.”
”I... actually know the basics now, at least, I think so,” Nik smiled sheepishly, making Ray look at him weirdly.
”Hey, I might not have gotten a chance with a female ruler of hell but I did well while staying here,” Nik smiled.
”Then... let me think of something else,” Ray sighed as he suddenly spoke up, ”How strong are you, now? I mean the rank shown by the Transmigration Heart.”
”Average Rank 3,” Nik smiled, ”And you?”
”I didn't have to do much. The moment I got my bloodline evolved, I reached the beginning of rank 3 and from then on... I'm just trolling my targets. It never gets old, actually.”
Meanwhile, a red-headed girl in a casual outfit walked up to a large manor on the outskirts of the city and rang the bell.
Opening the door himself after seeing the arrival, huffing due to sudden physical exertion of running, Harry opened the door with a surprised expression, ”Mj?”
But this wasn't the greatest surprise of the day for Harry Osborn for he was invited to a convention erected by Hammer Industries and their greatest scientific achievement. Tonight, Jack Hammer wished to present the world with Iron Man costumes that would be under the command of the U.S. Military and the news rocked the technological side of the world.
As a friendly hug brought Harry to reality, he invited his friend within the manor while preparing necessary snacks to hear whatever she wished to say after suddenly disappearing and even readied his guards by the push of a button. He was happy that Mj was safe but she was apparently charged with the robbery of a morgue and Harry wasn't sure what to believe, allowing him to look after his own safety, too.