My Marvel Superman Girlfriend.

"You never had a chance to begin with, sigh, my goddess Gwen..."

Hearing the heartfelt cries of many students, Kara's heart trembled involuntarily.

Chapter 18, Visiting the Sick, Gwen's Room

sleepless nights.

hope Nian lay in bed, almost watching the night outside the room window gradually being replaced by the cool morning light.

After all, so much happened last night, it was so exciting, and the extraordinary mysteries experienced were more than I'd experienced in my sixteen years of life combined.

Also, in the shower room.

When his aunt mentioned his awakened superpower, the Master of Familias, she didn't seem to dislike it or express any opposition to his use of this strange ability. On the contrary, she helped him figure out the triggering conditions and maximum effectiveness of the Master of Familias' power, as if she wanted to find an opportunity for him to experiment with it, her attitude full of inquisitiveness.

So, it wasn't that hope Nian couldn't resist; the theory was simply too tempting. His lower body unconsciously rose up, as if wanting to participate and express his own opinion.

Xinian wasn't sure if his aunt had seen him rinsing his hair out with the shampoo.

All he remembered were the last words his aunt said in the bathroom.

"Xinian, what kind of person do you want to become?"

"There's no rush to answer this question. When the time is right, I will give you the opportunity to choose. Whatever you choose, I will support you."

Xinian thought about it all night but still couldn't understand the meaning of his aunt's words about choice and support.

What choices? How to provide support?

Or rather, hope Nian dared not think in one direction—his superpower, the Master of Familiars, could only exert its true power with the help of a woman of the opposite sex who possessed extraordinary abilities. And this so-called help from the opposite sex required a series of 'demanding' triggering conditions, essentially a passive skill.

Without the help of a suitable extraordinary person of the opposite sex, it is impossible to use this ability as a regular skill.

So, could the support my aunt mentioned be...?

Recalling his aunt's idea that "liquid is a medium, and the more mediums there are, the stronger the effect," Xinian felt his body getting hot again, which was the real reason why he hadn't slept all night.

fortunately.

Because she was worried that Xinian's physical abilities might have side effects, his aunt informed the school well in advance and asked him to take a day off.

Coincidentally, Xinian learned from the school that Gwen had also taken a day off.

The image of the half-face of Spider-Woman that flashed through my mind last night.

After thinking for a moment, Xinian suggested to his aunt, "Gwen has a cold. I'll go see her after I finish lunch."

Diana naturally recognized Xinian's childhood friend and immediately agreed, "That's fine, since we're so close anyway."

She looked around the messy living room: "Later, I'll have to arrange for someone to come and repair the living room and add new furniture."

"Won't there be any trouble?" hope Nian asked with some concern.

The broken footprints on the living room floor, the alarming dents, and the furniture and windowsills he forcibly smashed—anyone could see that this wasn't ordinary damage from daily use. If combined with the robbery that happened downstairs across the street last night, it might just expose him.

"will not."

Diana remained composed, dressed in a sophisticated white shirt and trousers, and said elegantly and calmly, "I do have some connections, and I know what kind of people to contact to handle things."

"That's good." Xinian breathed a sigh of relief, but was also a little curious about what kind of connections her aunt was referring to.

After lunch.

Xinian changed into his winter coat and headed out to Gwen's house.

He simply crossed a sidewalk, less than a hundred meters, and arrived at the neighboring residential complex. The security guard on duty recognized him and greeted him as he opened the gate: "Little Xinian, it's been a while since you've been here, hasn't it?"

"Indeed, it's been quite a while since I've been here."

hope Nian shrugged. Things were fine when he was a kid, but in recent years, Officer George had become increasingly wary of him, treating him like a thief. hope Nian even wondered if he had a criminal gene in him and was being targeted.

Soon they arrived at Gwen's house, but when they pressed the doorbell, Xinian suddenly felt a little uneasy.

Thankfully, perhaps because things were finally looking up, a gentle woman's voice came from inside: "Coming."

The portal is open.

What came into Xinian's view was a middle-aged woman who looked to be around thirty-eight years old. Although there were some wrinkles around her eyes, she still maintained her graceful figure and had a lively appearance that resembled Gwen.

She is Gwen's mother, Mary Jane.

"Xinian, you're here!" In contrast to Officer George's attitude, Mary was overjoyed to see Xinian at the door and immediately pulled him into the house: "Come on, it's cold outside, come in and we'll talk."

“I heard Gwen is sick, so I came to visit her.” Xinian changed into slippers on the carpet and glanced around the room.

“Don’t worry.” Mary blinked, as if she knew what he was looking at, and said, “Gwen’s father went out last night and hasn’t come back yet.”

"Ah, this." hope Nian didn't know what to say.

Madam, your hairstyle... no, it's very dangerous!

Mary continued, "Gwen woke up with a fever this morning, and I gave her fever reducers. She should be in bed asleep now."

"In that case, I'll head back now." hope Nian glanced at Gwen's tightly closed door: "Don't disturb her rest..."

“What do you mean by disturbing me?” Mary waved her hand to interrupt him, urging, “You’ve come at the perfect time, go in and see her!”

Mary pushed Xinian to Gwen's door and said meaningfully, "Don't worry, the room is well soundproofed. Even if something happens, no one outside will hear it."

"Um, I just came to visit you in the hospital," hope Nian said, his lips twitching slightly.

“Of course. Of course it’s just visiting someone in the hospital, a thorough visit, as long as you don’t catch the disease yourself.” Mary’s implication was very strong. She opened the door, pushed Xinian inside, and then helped close the door again.

Is this really Gwen's biological mother?

hope Nian smiled wryly, suddenly feeling that Officer George was relatively more normal. He looked up and saw that Gwen's room was pretty much as he remembered: clean, tidy, with a faint fragrance, and quite a few dolls. It was indeed a girl's room, and there were many more photos on the bookshelf.

Hmm? Many of them are photos with him, rare archives that even he himself hasn't printed out.

hope Nian couldn't help but take a few more glances, then her gaze fell on a corner of the room.

The beautiful girl with golden hair looked just like Sleeping Beauty. She lay quietly on the bed covered with a down comforter as white as snow. Her small, delicate mouth and nose emitted even breathing, but her fair, baby-like cheeks were slightly flushed.

hope Nian approached the bedside and called in a low voice, "Gwen, Gwen?"

Gwen did not respond, as if she had fallen asleep.

hope Nian checked several times to make sure his hands weren't too cold before gently brushing aside the golden hair and placing it on the girl's forehead. He felt a slight burning sensation in his palm.

Although the temperature wasn't high, he did have a fever.

hope Nian silently withdrew his hand. He had come to visit Gwen, firstly to check on her health, and secondly to find out if Gwen was connected to the Spider-Woman he had met the previous night.

Now it seems I must have misread it.

That makes sense. How could childhood friend Gwen possibly be the formidable Spider-Woman who swings through the city like that?

hope Nian shook his head.

just.

When his gaze fell on the girl's nearby lips, which were slightly partly open as she exhaled, perhaps partly due to a fever, and were more rosy and lustrous than usual, he suddenly froze.

An idea popped into Xinian's mind like a trance.

If you're not mistaken, why don't you try it and see?

Chapter 19, Band-Aid, The Old Butler

The most direct and simple way to trigger the Familiar Master's ability is through kissing, right?

It fulfills the prerequisite of intimate contact and also has a medium for fluid exchange.

With the thought of giving it a try, Xinian looked at the peacefully sleeping Gwen, gently placed his hands on the bed, and leaned closer to her.

Probe to a certain distance.

Facing the doll-like delicate face so close to his own, Xinian could feel the girl's warm breath gently brushing against his face, accompanied by a very tempting sweet scent.

at this time.

Our Gwen is pretending to be asleep.

Last night, when I rushed home from the war zone in the Abominations, I happened to run into my mother knocking on the door. Gwen, still wearing her Spider-Woman bodysuit, almost gave herself away. Luckily, she quickly made up an excuse about feeling unwell and didn't open the door. This morning, I used that excuse to stay home and rest.

Although she was injured in yesterday's battle, given her constitution, injuries that are not life-threatening will heal quickly.

However, Gwen never expected this.

hope Nian would skip class to visit her in the hospital, and her mother even pushed him into her room. Helpless, Gwen, tricked by her own mother, could only pretend to be asleep. As for why her forehead showed symptoms resembling a fever, it was all because—from the moment Xi Nian entered her room alone, her body temperature had been steadily rising.

present.

Although she couldn't open her eyes because she was pretending to be asleep, Gwen could clearly feel, even without using her spider-sense, that Xinian, who was sitting by her bedside, was suddenly moving closer, his gaze fixed on her face—no, on her lips!

Huh? Huh?

What's happening here?

The girl was a little confused. She remained silent on the surface, but her hands, covered by the down comforter, were still clenched tightly.

At the same time, a hint of hesitation flashed in hope Nian's eyes. He paused for a moment, then lowered his body completely.

Gwen's body stiffened slightly.

A warm, subtle sensation came from my forehead, and then disappeared as soon as it touched my forehead.

hope Nian quickly straightened up again, glancing at the tightly closed door with a guilty conscience. He touched his lips with his finger, where a trace of burning sensation still lingered.

What am I doing?

hope Nian gave a wry smile. Although they were childhood sweethearts and good brothers, she was still a girl after all, and kissing her on the lips was something he couldn't do!

However, the burning sensation on Gwen's forehead intensified, confirming without a doubt that he truly had a fever.

Xinian felt a little guilty and reached out to pull the blanket up for Gwen.

At that moment, his gaze was drawn to something.

That's a band-aid.

The three bandages were originally covered by the blanket, but they fell out because he pulled the blanket.

"What is this?" Xinian took the bandage in his hand and found that it had been used before, but the bandaged area was very clean, without any blood or dust.