Peter Parker swung between New York's skyscrapers as usual, doing his heroic work of fighting crime and helping others.
"Hello, Mr. Robber. I think you should give that lady her wallet back."
"Try not to get distracted next time you're driving, Mr. Driver."
"Here's your cat. It's adorable."
"Don't worry, ma'am. I'll get your child out right away."
"Officer, here's a thief I just caught. He's all yours."
"Incoming call from Shining Locust. Accept?"
AI Kizuna's voice sounded in Peter's ear as he went about his heroic duties.
"Of course... hey, Harry. What's up?"
"Hi, Peter." Harry Osborn sounded a little anxious. "Has that S.H.I.E.L.D. organization contacted you?"
To get his father out and have him treated, Harry Osborn had taken the initiative to ask around about him. Just as Kraft had said, Norman Osborn was now being held by an organization called S.H.I.E.L.D.
The organization had considerable influence. Harry had tried using all sorts of connections to visit his father, but S.H.I.E.L.D. had firmly rejected every attempt. Even their excuse was perfunctory-they were worried Norman might lose control and hurt Harry.
For now, then, the method Kraft had suggested seemed to be his only option.
Harry Osborn had been constantly working as a superhero under the identity of Shining Locust lately, but S.H.I.E.L.D. still hadn't approached him.
Harry could understand why. First of all, S.H.I.E.L.D. was a powerful, specialized organization, so it was bound to screen its recruits carefully. Given the negative symptoms his father had exhibited, it was only natural that they would wait and see.
But understanding didn't make him any less anxious. After holding it in for a while, Harry Osborn finally couldn't resist calling his friend Peter Parker to ask about it.
"Sorry, Harry." Peter understood how Harry felt. "I haven't heard anything either.