Gwen's Small Wish

Russell had thought today would be a day of indulgence for himself.

However, the reality was that someone had indulged a bit too much today.

But that someone wasn't him.

When Gwen finally finished her hunt, an instinctual act for her, Russell started to miss normal human females like flight attendant Melissa and college student Alice.

Though all were females, it was evident that females with superpowers were not easy to handle.

One careless move, and he could go from being the hunter to the hunted.

The most skilled hunter often appeared in the guise of prey!

Russell had a new understanding of this phrase!

After Gwen and Russell emerged from the bedroom, it was already evening.

Gwen changed out of her Spider-Woman costume that accentuated her alluring figure, now dressed casually in jeans as she entered the living room.

While Gwen possessed beautifully contoured legs and a perfect figure, she wasn't wearing a skirt that would draw appreciative glances. Instead, she had opted for a pair of denim pants.

Upon reaching the living room, Gwen's brows slightly furrowed as she turned to the somewhat fatigued Russell and asked, "There's no food at home. Do you want to order takeout or go out to eat?"

Upon hearing the term "takeout," Russell suddenly felt a twinge of discomfort in his waist and instinctively rubbed it.

"Uh... let's go out. I know some good restaurants."

Russell replied quietly.

"Alright, let's go out then!"

After saying that, Gwen returned to the bedroom and picked up a women's handbag.

A fairly common handbag, not a designer one.

Given Gwen's background and allure, acquiring those designer bags would pose no challenge whatsoever.

However, she had zero interest in those designer bags or high-end fashion that might excite ordinary girls.

Presently, Gwen looked no different from an average girl her age.

Very approachable!

Very gentle and endearing!

A perfect embodiment of a next-door older sister.

Nonetheless, even when she dressed as ordinarily as this, she was still radiant and eye-catching.

Fashion sense primarily depends on one's face!

Gwen was the epitome of this notion.

After leaving the apartment building, Russell intended to take Gwen to a well-known French restaurant in Manhattan, where they could enjoy a cozy French meal together.

However, Gwen dismissed his proposal without much thought.

Once they stepped out of the apartment building, Gwen immediately linked her arm with Russell's right arm and led him toward a small restaurant just a few hundred meters away.

It was an unremarkable restaurant.

Unpretentious decor, ordinary menu.

Upon entering the restaurant, Gwen greeted the owner and the waitstaff with familiarity.

"Are you sure you want to eat here?"

Russell asked Gwen.

"Is there a problem with this place?"

Gwen countered.

"No, as long as you like it."

Simply observing how Gwen interacted with the owner and staff, it was clear she was a frequent visitor to this establishment.

Once seated by the window, the owner approached with a beaming smile, inquiring about their food choices.

Without even glancing at the menu, Gwen started placing their order.

After placing the order, the owner didn't immediately leave. Instead, he inquired about their relationship with a knowing smile, the kind that adults typically wore when gossiping.

Upon hearing the owner's question, Gwen smiled and gave her answer.

Colleagues!

Hearing Gwen's response, Russell slightly furrowed his brows.

Colleagues?

While Gwen's response was somewhat unexpected, Russell didn't say anything.

He didn't expect Gwen to immediately regard him as her boyfriend.

Although they had indeed engaged in activities that only boyfriends and girlfriends might undertake.

But, after all, they had only met for the second time today.

While the colleague designation didn't seem very intimate, it was still preferable to being treated as a tool by Gwen.

Following Gwen's response, the restaurant owner didn't say anything either; he merely gave Russell an encouraging look.

After the owner left, Gwen slowly began to speak, "The owner immigrated from Canada a few years ago. This restaurant is their family's only source of income."

"They're nice people, just a bit too kind-hearted."

Russell didn't say anything, merely nodded in agreement, acting as a good listener.

After finishing dinner at the restaurant, Gwen didn't immediately head home. Instead, she led Russell for a stroll around the nearby neighborhood.

While this area wasn't as dangerous as Hell's Kitchen, the safety wasn't particularly great either.

During their leisurely walk, they occasionally encountered members of local gangs.

Perhaps because Gwen wasn't alone, these gang members didn't approach them for trouble.

However, they showed no interest in Russell at all, completely ignoring his presence.

In their eyes, Russell saw a familiar look.

A look of dismissive.

As more gang members gathered behind them, and even more approached from the front, Gwen finally stopped in her tracks.

"Since gaining superpowers, I haven't experienced the feeling of being protected anymore!"

"After you've reaped such big benefits today, you shouldn't mind granting my small wish, right?"

On the surface, Gwen was seeking Russell's opinion.

However, in her sparkling Cardcaptor eyes, Russell saw something completely different.

If you disagree, you're done for!

Russell had seen this kind of look from Diana before.

Whenever Diana wore this expression, he knew it was best to obediently do as Diana wished.

Otherwise, the consequences would be dire.

"Of course!"

Though there were many gang members around them, dealing with them was no more difficult for Russell than drinking water.

"But after I fulfill this small wish of yours, I hope you can help me fulfill a small wish of mine."

Russell looked at Gwen's exquisitely alluring face and slowly spoke.

"What wish?"

Seeing Russell's current expression, a slightly unsettling premonition flashed through Gwen's mind.

Instead of directly stating his small wish, Russell leaned forward slightly, bringing his mouth close to Gwen's ear. Speaking in a hushed tone only they could hear, he revealed his small wish.

"On a certain learning website, I've seen some unique Spider-Woman costumes. I want to see how you look wearing those costumes!"

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