Natasha Romanoff: Is she a Yandere or a loving Aunt?

Allen leaned back in his chair after spending hours editing. After an intense night with Mary Jane, Allen decided not to sleep and started editing.

He opened his system's interface and saw the accumulated credits from all of yesterday and last night.

[+ 150,456 credits]

Allen felt the pain of losing two hundred thousand credits yesterday, but in the end, the clips already had their copyright payments made, so they would continue going viral and generating more credits.

In the world of content creation, money varies greatly; a viral video can earn you more in a day than a large number of regular videos in a month.

However, the worst enemy of any creator is copyright.

Allen knew that streaming DC content would eventually be blocked by Warner.

DC is a well-known franchise, and they wouldn't like Allen profiting from their content.

One of the worst experiences on YT is spending thirty hours editing only to have the video taken down due to a snippet of a Queen song.

Despite his reaction yesterday, Allen appreciates the system's quick decision; thanks to that, the clips weren't deleted and could continue harvesting millions of views.

However, as long as DC's existence is not acknowledged by everyone, it won't be the last time someone asks for money. There's also the issue of abilities, but Allen doesn't think they'll cause much trouble since no known character appears in his streams.

Things would change if Wednesday walked in front of the cameras, but that won't happen.

[+ 323 golden tickets]

Allen had a huge impact on the world, and as a result, he also gained many golden tickets.

Allen doesn't make money from ads like others; he earns credits from views. The more people watch his content, whether Allen uploads it himself or someone else does, the system generates the corresponding credits and golden tickets.

– Bastard, you're a mutant now, you can prostitute yourself in Hollywood, and they'll make a movie about you.

The voice of a bitter old man with a raspy voice reached Allen's ears.

"Shut up, Rick."

– Hey, I'm here~ Captain, will you take a nickname or something? :3

Nikky said, her voice sounding a bit nervous but cheerful.

"Welcome, Nikky. I don't like nicknames."

Allen was on Discord an exclusive group he created through his system to talk to his oldest followers and friends, without the risk of some mad scientist coming to his world.

Due to the excessive polarity Allen gained, he decided to use this medium for a group call instead of doing a live broadcast.

– They say someone should arrest you, bro. LMAO

– It's ridiculous! I understand chasing people like Hulk who destroy things, but why Allen? >:(

– Captain, you should answer them :(

– *Burp* just track down those Twitter bastards and kidnap their cats; that always works.

– That's illegal, don't listen to Rick, kid.

Allen felt that the playboy's voice was very familiar but chose to ignore it. He didn't want any more trouble for now.

– Shut your mouth, rich kid. The law is overrated, it's built for suit pigs to control stupid masses while making you think peeing on the street is wrong. *Burp*

"I'm not going to kidnap anyone, Rick... also, I understand that on the one hand, some don't believe it's real, and on the other hand, I also understand those who believe it's real and consider me a dangerous mutant."

– *Burp* That's nonsense; I can do more absurd things than that without powers. What the hell! How did I fail?

[Host, that old man is terrifying. If you hadn't upgraded me with fragments, he would have found your world.]

"Rick, stop trying to track my location, or I'll kick you out of the group."

– Okay, got it, I won't do it anymore... but seriously, brother, that's an impressive anti-hacking system.

– Forget about silly Rick; Allen, it's not that they consider you a danger; they're cursing you horribly. I'm worried about your safety :"(

"Well, that's Twitter... Thanks for caring, Ruby, but it's not that bad. Well, let's leave this, people, let's react to the videos about me that are circulating, haha."

Allen spoke and laughed with his oldest followers for almost an hour. Some even call him the Antichrist.

"Well, see you tomorrow. It'll be fun to see how many people are watching me and how many of them are cursing me."

Allen has been trending nationally and internationally since yesterday, so there will be many more people than the thirty thousand who were on the Doomsday stream.

...

Allen had breakfast with his redhead girlfriend while she wore one of his shirts. Her clothing was too suggestive, and Allen felt like doing some couple's exercise.

"You better go out with Gwen soon," MJ said, laughing.

"I see you get along with her. You're not interested in Gwen, are you?" Allen joked.

MJ made a blank expression. "Do you enjoy hugging a naked man or kissing him?"

Allen spat out his coffee. "Of course not!"

"Then you have your answer, silly." MJ rolled her eyes. MJ feels guilty for getting ahead of Gwen, and until Allen and the blonde get together, that feeling of guilt in MJ won't go away.

"I know, it was just a joke, Jane haha." Allen knows that some men drool over the idea of two women together, but he's not one of them. Even if he's selfish and hypocritical, desiring a harem and being possessive in that sense, he won't accept any form of Yuri between his girlfriends.

...

Allen got up when he heard someone knocking on the door and walked towards the entrance. When he opened it, a beautiful mature woman with scarlet hair was smiling at him. She hugged Allen before kissing him on the mouth.

"Aunt? Hmm..."

Allen was in shock as he watched his aunt do this. However, it was just a quick kiss, and she pulled away.

Natasha Romanoff, also known as the Black Widow, is portrayed as a woman of enigmatic beauty and magnetic charm. Her fiery hair and seductive and voluptuous figure make her a natural femme fatale. Her piercing gaze and natural elegance combined with a fierce determination, highlight her appeal that goes beyond her physical appearance, projecting a captivating confidence in every move she makes.

Natasha kissed her nephew Allen, claiming it was "normal" among family in her native country. Allen never believed that cheap excuse but ended up accepting it.

She often bathed with Allen because she got used to it when he was a child, and now she can't shake off that habit, according to her, but Allen doesn't believe her.

Natasha usually sneaked into Allen's bed, and the worst part was that she liked to sleep naked.

She had shamelessly worn the legendary naked apron in front of Allen and left her negligee and lingerie on the floor, walking around in underwear in Allen's apartment without hesitation.

She was a shameless and seductive woman who was poison to Allen; however, due to their family relationship, even though they didn't share blood, he had never touched her.

But every day she was in his house, it became more difficult for Allen to ignore his impulses; the fact that she only visited Allen occasionally was his only bastion.

"Hi, Aunt Natt," said Allen, feeling tempted to kiss her back as he savored her sweet breath.

"Hi, Allen, I missed you~" she leaned in to kiss him again. Allen could easily avoid this, but upon seeing her plump lips and remembering their softness, he didn't. "Hmm... did you miss me? Mmh..."

This time the kiss was longer, but there was no tongue to avoid crossing the "limit."

Natasha nestled against Allen's chest while she breathed in his masculine scent; her ample breasts pressed against her beloved man deliberately.

"My man is taller and stronger every day... it makes me nostalgic for when you barely reached my waist..."

Natasha used to refer to Allen as "My man," but even though she said it in a joking tone many times, Allen sometimes felt that she said it in a possessive and seductive tone.

Natasha buried her face in Allen's neck, but a pang of jealousy appeared in Natasha when she smelled an unknown scent from another woman. She had already heard Allen laughing with MJ, but now she was sure they were more than just friends.

"Who is she?" Natasha asked with a smile, but it sent shivers down Allen's spine.

She unbuttoned Allen's shirt and saw a slight small bite mark on his shoulder; Natasha silently observed this while Allen felt uncomfortable.

"I can explain."

"Hmph..."

Natasha pouted and bit above that mark as if she wanted to overwrite it.

Allen had a body at the pinnacle of human development and barely felt any pain, but this action didn't go unnoticed by his eyes; his aunt was jealous, no, she was very jealous. He had suspicions before, but he never confirmed them.

'Does my aunt see me as a man?' Allen was surprised that this news didn't displease him... 'I'm an animal, right?' Allen bitterly shook his head.

"Aunt, what are you doing?" Allen hugged Natasha's waist without trying to stop her actions.

Natasha felt Allen's large hands on her waist, and her mood improved; she looked at Allen before blinking with feigned innocence. "I'm just biting you, Allen... it's an old way of expressing affection from my homeland~"

'Nobody believes that!' Allen screamed internally. He already knew how shameless Natasha had become over the years to hide her desire for him, but Allen knew how to handle her when she did cross the line.

"Ahh~" Natasha groaned in pain when Allen spanked her plump bottom. Allen didn't stop and did it again.

"Ah~" This time Natasha's groan was quite suggestive, and she looked at Allen with a flushed face.

Sensing this could end badly, Allen put on a serious look. "That's enough, Natasha."

Natasha swallowed her words as she looked stunned at her nephew; Allen had already grown taller than her, even if Allen wasn't as muscular as a fighter, his body was toned and suitable for a young athlete.

Natasha silently looked at the young man in front of her; he had long ceased to be a child, and she knew it, but she rarely raised her voice unless she provoked him too much.

"I'm sorry, sweetheart..." Natasha apologized.

"Don't worry, Aunt Natt... I missed you a lot and there are many things I want to tell you." Allen used an unusually deep voice in his tone, and Natasha obediently nodded.

With his hands on Natasha's waist, Allen slowly moved her away, not without sinking his fingers into her aunt's soft skin; this did not go unnoticed by Natasha, and she smiled mischievously.

At this point, it's easy for anyone to see the tension beyond a family relationship between them.

"Let's go in." Allen released Natasha and let out the heavy air from his lungs, then he introduced her to MJ.

...

Natasha eyed Mary Jane standing by the dining table from head to toe. MJ felt embarrassed wearing one of Allen's shirts in front of his aunt.

Natasha sighed; it might be rude, but being Allen's guardian and family, it's normal to be cautious about Allen's girlfriend who was dressed inappropriately.

Sure, that would be the case if Natasha had a normal relationship with Allen. MJ wasn't oblivious to the reason Allen would move out; he mentioned this superficially during some streams where he relaxed.

Natasha approached MJ and extended her hand with a smile, "You must be the one my Allen calls MJ, I'm Natasha Romanoff."

Mary Jane felt pressured, and her fighting instinct awakened. "I'm Mary Jane Watson. I'm taking care of Allen, and I'm currently renting him an empty room."

"Oh, really... he didn't mention it," Natasha replied, narrowing her eyes.

Allen coughed. "A lot has happened these days, and I forgot. I'm sorry, Aunt."

Natasha released MJ's hand and turned to Allen. "Sweetheart, I don't want to interfere with your decisions, but living with a friend... even if you're both adults, it's complicated when she's a girl, and you're a boy..."

MJ's eyebrows furrowed upon hearing that. "I'm sorry, Aunt... I didn't make it clear enough. I'm currently Allen's girlfriend."

"..."

Natasha remained silent, but the atmosphere cooled. Allen felt that something was wrong and decided to intervene. He put his hands on Natasha's shoulders and guided her to the table.

"Aunt, there are many things I need to explain, some will be too difficult to believe." A drop of sweat fell from Allen's forehead as he avoided the red-haired women's fight.

Natasha sighed and used her sleeve to wipe that sweat drop off Allen's forehead while pressing her body against his. "I'm listening, sweetheart. Tell me what you want," Natasha said softly.

One of Mary Jane's eyes twitched as she witnessed that clear intimate interaction. Although from the outside, it might seem like a woman taking care of her nephew, MJ's instincts warned her that there was more than maternal love there.

Natasha sat down and insisted that Allen sit beside her to talk. On the other hand, MJ observed this in silence.

Allen took a breath and began the long explanation of everything, disclosing everything like with Mary Jane except for the system. Natasha listened silently from start to finish, only interrupting with concern when Allen mentioned Doomsday.

Natasha hugged Allen and buried the young man's face in her breasts while stroking his head. "How can you be so reckless?" She scolded him gently, more worried than angry.

Far from feeling any stimulation in the cleavage of Natasha's ample breasts or by smelling her mature, addictive feminine scent, Allen felt bad.

"I'm sorry, I'll be careful..." Allen could only apologize.

"Do you promise not to risk yourself like that again?" Natasha asked, but deep down, she knew what Allen was going to answer.

Allen was about to promise, but he saw Natasha's eyes silently looking at him with love, and he remembered how his life had changed.

Wednesday, the system, DC, and this world, plus Gojo sensei giving him hints that he wasn't a normal person either.

Allen felt like his life had changed too fast, but strangely, he accepted it at lightning speed. He never felt uncomfortable when fighting or facing life-or-death situations. Of course, he was scared, but he quickly adapted.

"Aunt, I... I can't promise that... my life... everything around me is different. I've already entered this strange world... and I don't think I can leave."

"..." Natasha looked at him as tears welled in her eyes.

Allen brought his hands to Natasha's tender cheeks and wiped her tears. "But I can promise that I won't die; I have the help of incredible companions." Allen smiled with an illuminated face, referring to the system, Wednesday, and even Clown crown.

"Of course, with me by your side, not even God is an invincible opponent."

Wednesday, floating not far away, snorted at seeing Allen's bright smile. "One day, that smile will bring you trouble, and it will be well-deserved," but the expressionless girl felt satisfaction hearing Allen's words and a sweet feeling within her.

"You truly are her son... your mother always smiled like that even in the bad times." Natasha kissed Allen's forehead and hugged him. "My little one is all grown up now, but I can't stop worrying about you because I love you."

"You're like a mother to me too... even though I call you Aunt, I love you too." Allen felt embarrassed but warm.

Natasha smiled materially with teary eyes. "Aww... then call me mommy~"

Allen coughed and stood up. "I think you should get something for breakfast; it must have been a long journey."

Natasha pouted but immediately smiled cunningly. "Don't worry, I've already had breakfast, but I'm in the mood for a hot shower."

MJ snorted at this 'This woman is very unfair, she wants to have the benefits of mother and wife at the same time... how can there be such a shameless woman?!'

In a conversation she had with Allen in his bed, he told her about her weird relationship with Natasha, so that she wouldn't be surprised by her.

With a honeyed look Natasha used her hand to run over Allen's chest before walking towards the bathroom "Honey, I'll wait for you in the shower~, don't be late~"

MJ spit out her coffee upon hearing that. "Coff! What?!"

"This is normal between Allen and me~. If you don't like it, you can leave, young lady." Natasha gave a self-satisfied look to her "son's" young girlfriend as she swayed her hips towards the bathroom.

"Since he was little, I washed my aunt's back, and vice versa..." Allen felt weird explaining this to his girlfriend. "Over the years, it became a habit to bathe each other, but nothing happened that you might imagine."

MJ looked at Allen incredulously, her cheeks red as she internally protested. 'Do you think I'm stupid?!'

Allen coughed, feeling the absurdity of his own words. This was nothing but a poor excuse on his part to pretend that bathing with Natasha at this age was normal.

'This shameless succubus!' MJ gritted her teeth. 'Allen said the boundaries between them were ambiguous, but this is ridiculous.'

As a lighthearted rivalry between redheads was born in Allen's house, the world was heading towards a crisis that would make them feel that their world was not as safe as they thought.

Allen didn't know...

He couldn't know...

That his existence was only the beginning of unimaginable things that were about to happen...

Allen would come to understand that his world was just as dangerous as DC.

===

In the near future, Allen appeared in a completely white place, his arm was injured, and he could barely move it. Allen stood up, feeling the familiarity of this place.

"What happened, you unpleasant brat? Do you want me to teach you how to use my power?"

"Gojo sensei... no! That voice!" Allen turned immediately, feeling a bad premonition.

"No... I'm not Satoru Gojo... ¡HAHAHAHAHA!"

The whole place turned black, and a stench of blood and death entered Allen's nostrils.

Allen saw before him the figure of a humanoid with four eyes and four arms, covered in tattoos, smiling cruelly.

"Sukuna..." Allen shivered at the abominable presence of this hellish monster. However, Allen needed power, or he would lose everything.

"Hahaha, unlike Satoru Gojo... I'm not so kind to teach you without a price... don't look at me like that... it's not a big deal... besides, I can't interfere in your world..."

The abominable monster's smile widened as it looked at Allen Walker...