In front of Superman, you have no choice but to give yourself to a little girl.

"Wayne...Superman?!"

Peter exclaimed in surprise.

If they hadn't called out, it would have been fine, but their call drew everyone's attention.

Wayne pursed his lips. This kid…

"You big-eyed, thick-browed Spider-Man, I really misjudged you!"

Wayne's words completely baffled Peter. What had he done? Could it be that Wayne had deliberately hidden himself, and Peter had accidentally exposed him?!

Peter, increasingly convinced of the possibility, awkwardly tried to apologize, but the next second he heard a voice in his ear, "I know what you're trying to say, but I don't want to hear it. You think you're in the right to come to Lolita Island?"

"what?"

Not to mention Peter, even the gangsters were dumbfounded. Wasn't this their factory used for smuggling? Which eye of yours saw this as "Loli Island"?

Even if this really is "Loli Island," where are the "lolis"? Where are the "lolis"... The group of burly gangsters, whose arms and thighs were as thick as their legs, suddenly realized what was going on, sweat beading on their foreheads as they subconsciously took two steps back.

Kingpin took two steps forward with a cold expression. How come not only was there a Spider-Monster tonight, but this troublesome guy had also appeared? "Superman, I don't want to cause trouble."

Hearing the sound, Wayne looked at Kingpin. "Oh, there's a madam too?"

"..."

Kingpin's face grew increasingly grim. When had he ever been humiliated like this?!

But reason told Kingpin that going against Superman wasn't a good choice. After all, this wasn't Clark Kent, and if the other man didn't have a no-kill policy, things would get really messy.

Moreover, Superman has a history of taking action before. He even had someone analyze Superman's level of danger—but the analysis couldn't find anything. There are no enemies on Earth that can make him take a serious stance, but even the ones he has shown so far are enough to make people despair.

"This factory is yours."

Kingpin decided to abandon the factory and headed towards the gate, calling to his henchmen, "Let's go!"

"I'm afraid you can't leave yet, Fisk."

Peter jumped down in front of Kingpin and said, "You're going to jail."

Kingpin frowned. This bug really wouldn't go away!

However, King did not rush to make a move, but instead looked back at Wayne.

"Didn't you hear what my little spider brother said? He thinks he's right to open a Loli Island?"

Wayne crossed his arms and gave Kingpin a disapproving look. "Go back to your cell and pick up some soap, you brothel madam!"

"……snort!"

Kingpin's forehead veins bulged, and he glared at Peter with his hands in front of him, signaling that the other party could arrest him—with his abilities and the underworld empire under his command, going to prison was like going home, and he could come out at any time, so he wasn't afraid.

Peter gave Wayne a grateful look, then used his spider silk to bind Kingpin and all of his henchmen tightly.

When he turned around to chat with Wayne, Wayne had vanished without a trace, and even the ghostly spider from before was gone.

Peter shrugged helplessly, then took out his phone and started calling the police.

……

Gwen's house, on the rooftop.

Gwen hesitated, wanting to say something but holding back, as Wayne was about to leave.

Seeing Gwen's furrowed brow, Wayne deliberately asked, "Do you have a headache?"

No!

Gwen retorted irritably, then lowered her head, her voice trailing off, "You...you like...like lolis?"

This bothered her greatly, and Gwen, glancing down at it, couldn't help but frown—it had gone beyond the realm of loli.

"You mean this?"

Wayne suddenly realized, "No, I just think they're too weak, that's all."

In fact, Wayne's slightly special abilities allow him to "step on his own foot" and fly into the sky.

For example, the boost from his "male enemy" will also boost the critical hit rate of "Flirting" next time, and the boosted "Flirting" will further boost the boost from "male enemy".

Moreover, the judgment of these abilities is completely subjective. The judgment of "male public enemy" is that as long as he thinks it is, it is, and if he doesn't think it isn't, it isn't. The same goes for "full of witty remarks". He can trigger both of them at the same time by saying "you are a man".

Wayne had no interest in "stepping on his own two feet to ascend to heaven" against enemies he couldn't even defeat in his normal state.

Those weaklings only deserve to be lolis! They don't even qualify to be called "public enemy number one"!

As for what those who were called "loli" thought... Wayne assumed they were happy.

After all, if Superman Aimu were to admit that you're male... that would be a huge problem.

"Oh~"

Gwen nodded thoughtfully—as long as it's not a lolicon.

……

After a brief farewell to Gwen, Wayne flew back to Baxter Tower.

As the headquarters of the Fantastic Four, Baxter Building is also the hub for the Fantastic Four's daily life, work, and operations.

Even Wayne lives here. Fortunately, Baxter Building has enough rooms to accommodate everyone, even several floors if one wants.

Inside Wayne's room, a small lamp was lit by the bedside. Susan, dressed in a light gauze nightgown, was leaning against the bed, flipping through a book in her hands.

Hearing a noise from the window, Susan's soft body trembled slightly. She resisted the urge to go over, continuing to flip through the book in her hands with feigned nonchalance, her tone slightly displeased, "Why are you so late?"

What are you doing in my room?

"Don't change the subject, Wayne."

Susan closed her book. "What have you been doing?"

"Go on patrol?"

Susan's "caught in the act" demeanor made Wayne feel somewhat insecure.

"Hehe, you never used to be interested in doing these things."

With a casual gesture, Susan used her energy field to push Wayne toward her.

Even though Wayne, who had been raised by Susan since childhood, could easily break free, he did not choose to do so.

Susan pulled Wayne to sit down next to her, her soft, warm conscience pressing against him through the sheer fabric. Susan examined Wayne's face closely—hmm, no signs of being cheated on.

Susan, who subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, resumed her serious expression. "Do you remember what I told you?"

"Are all girls outside lying?"

"Looks like you haven't forgotten what I said, but your performance is anything but convincing."

Susan crossed her arms and glared at Wayne with displeasure. Did this kid have no idea how many women were trying to steal him away? "Looking at you now, I could fool you eight times in one night."

"But you didn't do that, did you?"

"You know I would never lie to you."

Not at all, it's just not the right time yet. Such a memorable day for her little Wayne can't be wasted.

Susan pushed Wayne down, leaning against him, and with a slightly expectant expression, drew circles on his chest with her index finger. "Your birthday is coming soon, little Wayne~ Are you looking forward to your birthday present?"

Why are you saying this?

"It's nothing, I'm just really looking forward to it."

Why are you looking forward to my birthday present?