Chapter 63: Spider-Man's Four-Cornered Relationship

"Wait a minute, Spider-Man, that Spider-Man in front, please stop...... I'm a reporter for the Daily Clarion, can I give you an interview? A young reporter desperately chased the back of the red figure in the leotard in front of him.

He waved his arms and shouted, "Spider-Man, wait!" ”

"Spider-Man?" Deadpool, who was carrying two samurai/warriors/swords, turned his head in surprise.

He faced the camera, tilted his head slightly, pointed to the tip of his nose and asked, "You, are you calling me?" ”

"Uh...... Have you changed the color of your uniform? ”

The young reporter asked blankly.

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An hour later,

Peter Parker is once again being bullied by the school bully, and for some reason, Fleith Thompson, who has been promoted to his nightmare as a student, is locked in a locker.

"I really want to sometimes... I really want to transform into Spider-Man immediately, and then, put him in a locker for once......"

Peter rested his head on his arm in the small space of the locker, and muttered, "But if I had done it, I would have really been hit by the **J of the Clarion Daily!" You can't abuse your abilities...... Yes, I promised Uncle Ben, it's a bit uncomfortable......"

He began to ramble about his deceased uncle, the Iron Man family he saw not long ago, and the mess he had been doing for a while.

Then, the locker was opened.

His best friend, Harry Osborne, stood outside helplessly.

Harry wore a dark blue coat and a dark green scarf, which seemed simple and comfortable, but was actually exquisitely made.

If you wear it like this, you will only look gloomy, but with his slightly pale complexion, slightly uplifted green eyes, and short dark blonde hair, it looks fashionable and full of elegant manly charm.

At a time when his peers were sloppy big boys, Harry, who was handsome and excellent, stood out from the crowd.

He's definitely the most popular boy in the school.

However, for Peter, who had been locked up in a small, dark locker for a while, Harry had always been a savior.

Every time, every time he was bullied by Fryce Thompson and locked in a locker, Harry would come to him and rescue him.

He would open the locker and stand in front of him, as if gilded by the sun, handsome and shining!

Then, he'd sigh and say, "God, Peter, are you being bullied by Thompson again?" Thompson is a bastard! ”

Sure enough, Harry said this, and it was not bad for a single word in Peter's imagination.

He secretly smug in himself: 'Friends, Acceptnosubstitute!'

On the surface, he replied to Harry gratefully, "Well, unfortunately, yes, and...... Thank you, brother, I don't know how long I would have been locked up if it hadn't been for you. ”

Peter smirked silly as he quickly slipped out of the locker and tilted his head at Harry.

Like every time before, he said contentedly and happily, "But I know that you will always come to my rescue." ”

Harry couldn't help but be amused by him, "What will you do if I don't come next time?" ”

Peter scratched his head and didn't answer the question, just continued to laugh silly.

Harry didn't ask any further.

In fact, deep down, albeit very reluctant to admit it......

But Harry knew that he had enjoyed the moment a lot of the time.

Every time I opened the storage box, it was like opening a gift box of my own, and Peter inside always looked at himself with the expectant look of 'Harry, you are my savior', and those clear eyes were full of his own reflections, which was really cute......

Although I think of good friends of the same age as gifts or something...... It's kind of weird.

But it really made him feel extremely happy.

"Let's go to lunch, Peter!"

Harry put his hand in front of Peter, smiled and said gently.

Peter immediately put his hand up happily.

He had always felt that he was really lucky to have such a good friend as Harry.

Everyone loved Harry, and even the cafeteria aunt would give Harry an extra spoonful when he was cooking.

But Harry was only good friends with himself.

They sat at a table and ate lunch together, chatting and talking about schoolwork, plus occasionally watching the big TV in the cafeteria.

When I was talking about a recent football game......

Suddenly there was a very nervous, loud voice from the big TV in the cafeteria:

“…… Change the color? No, no, no, I never use red and blue, I'm a big fan of red and black, don't you think red and blue are dead? And that grid outfit, as childish as a crossword puzzle, that arthropod boy imitated me really didn't imitate it at all, maybe, he adored me to death, I was his idol or something, it was funny...... However, copying someone else's uniform design is not a good habit......"

On the TV screen in the cafeteria, a man in a red leotard and carrying two samurai/warrior/sword on his back is talking to the camera.

But the next moment, he suddenly put his whole face on the camera, which made his masked face a little deformed, but he still raised his index finger, shook it at the edge of his lips, and shouted in a strange voice: "Hey, little spider, stop secretly worshiping brother, come to brother!" If you have love, say it out loud! Brother will sign your autograph, brother will take a photo for you! ”

"Brother wants to have a good chat with you, but brother doesn't have your mobile phone number......"

"Anyway, should I shout 'Little spider, comeon!' at all the cobwebs in the city?" ”

"That's right, that's me! Deadpool! A great man! Ahh Deadpool is here! Everybody loves Deadpool! ”

"Who is this? He actually said that Spider-Man is his fan? ”

Harry was watching TV and eating corn salad and said, "Peter, don't you think this man is crazy?" Could he really be an idol for Spider-Man? ”

"Spider-Man is definitely not a fan of his!" Peter replied in the affirmative.

He glared at the guy in the red leotard on the TV unhappily, and complained: "Harry, how could Spider-Man be so tasteless, besides, Spider-Man's uniform has been available for a long time, there is no such thing as plagiarism at all, who knows where this guy came from......"

"It's so certain, like you know Spider-Man, don't you ......?"

Harry teased nonchalantly.

While Peter was secretly nervous, Harry said in a teasing tone, "Are you a fan of Spider-Man?" ”

"Uh...... Of course, Spider-Man is cool! ”

Peter took a sip of the soup from the bowl in disguise, and then replied in a slightly embarrassed hurry.

Harry tilted his head slightly in dissatisfaction: "Okay, Spider-Man may be cool, but he won't be as ...... as I am"

He leaned forward sharply, and suddenly fell in front of Peter, and said with a smirk of smugness, "But he won't save you from the locker every time, like I did." ”

Peter blushed with embarrassment.

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It was really enjoyable!

Harry felt that if he could hang out with his best friends like this from time to time, he would rather never come home for the rest of his life.

However, when school is over, it is still unavoidable to go back to the empty house alone.

His cold father, in addition to giving him money, is to give him money, to give him money......

However, when Harry casually walked into his villa again, he was surprised to find that his father was actually at home today.

"You're back, Harry!" Norman Osborne turned his head to look at him.

The current head of the Osborne Group is usually an equally handsome but cold-looking man, who usually looks into the gaze of his son Harry, and most of the time, almost the same as he usually looks at his subordinates, cold, stern, and detached.

"Come and meet the guests, Harry."

Norman Osborne beckoned him to him, the official smile on his face that he used to socialize.

He introduced the person next to him and said, "This is Professor Snape." ”

Harry looked over in amazement and saw a man who might not be very handsome, but he was full of momentum and dressed very strangely.

He wore a well-made robe, with many delicate buttons, from the waist to the neck, and wrapped himself tightly, but his pale skin and the serious and sharp eyebrows always gave people a sense of abstinence.

These subtle thoughts flashed through his mind.

Soon, he put on that formulaic friendly face and politely said, "Hello, Professor Snape. I'm Harry Osborne, and it's been a pleasure to meet you. ”