What the Hell, You're a Ball! / Iron Man Infiltrates the Game

This thoughtful man always tends to overthink things. He often tries to shoulder everything, but he always finds himself lacking the strength to do so.

Therefore, every choice may be an internal struggle.

This time, the impact and pressure from the Konno Sisters were far greater than from a single encounter.

He eventually grew tired and fled to a quiet place; this passive approach became one of his rare cowardly choices.

"Alright, no more sulking!"

"From now on, if anything happens, speak up and we'll solve it together."

"Also, while it's all fun and games, don't take wedding photos seriously. Otherwise, don't blame me if you get a court summons..."

Alice, like an older sister, helped Kevin board the plane, giving him a few words of advice with a hint of annoyance, her smiling eyes full of tenderness.

This cowardice is not because of true cowardice, but precisely because of caring too much.

No matter how cunning or cold-blooded he may appear, this man always harbors a sincere heart, and perhaps that is the source of his charm that allows him to win over everyone.

"After taking my wedding photos, I want Strawberry Sundae..."

Inside the cabin, Kevin, supported by Alice, suddenly revealed the Valkyrie's waistline, buried his head in her chest, and made a muffled request.

"Okay, I'll buy it for you..."

Alice looked at the man in front of her, whose intelligence seemed to have regressed after a night of sitting in silence, and reluctantly agreed.

"You feed me..."

"No problem..."

"My shoulder has been hurting lately..."

"I'll massage it for you..."

"I can't sleep alone at night..."

"Bang!"

These increasingly demanding requests escalated until Alice, unable to bear it any longer, punched Kevin in the back of the head with a dark expression.

"How about I take a loss and use the first three conditions in exchange for the last one?"

"Get out! Go change your clothes!"

The tone of his voice, which made you want to punch him, made Alice unable to maintain her image as a caring older sister. She roughly grabbed Kevin by the back of the neck and shoved him into the hands of the giggling Lara.

This guy is really...

Alice was both annoyed and amused by Kevin's series of self-destructive actions.

But everything's back to normal now, isn't it?

After all, as the closest person to her boyfriend, she doesn't need to feel guilty about not being able to share his burdens.

P. S.: Sword Art Online has finally been resolved satisfactorily, and we can consider adding these two to the team.

Chapter 212, Section 225: You're a ball, you idiot!

"Body temperature normal, all five senses confirmed..."

"Entering the realm of quantum backtracking, the Information Anchor is stable, and the second-order evolution is complete..."

"The world timeline converges, the trigger is rewritten, and the third phase of natural disasters restarts..."

"Wide area search in progress... 3%... 7%... 21%..."

"Bang!"

"Master! Master!"

At dawn, Kevin was fast asleep when he heard a lively chirping sound, and then a bright green ball with fluttering little wings hit him right on the forehead.

"Oh ho... Wow! Sunshine, breeze, summer—another energetic day!"

The "Hello-type" Hatsune Miku electronic eyes flashed, and that energetic "Good morning" almost made Kevin, who was woken up, suffocate.

"Thank you so much!"

The commander has been busy coordinating various matters and taking care of the child these past few days, leaving him dizzy and overwhelmed. He finally gets to sleep in on the weekend, but even that is disturbed by the Artificial Intelligence.

You bunch of scoundrels! I must have done something heinous in my past life to deserve this constant torment from you.

Kevin reluctantly got out of bed, reached out and grabbed Hatsune Miku who was slipping towards the door, then squeezed the hateful ball hard with both hands.

"It hurts... it hurts... it hurts..."

With the electronic eye flashing, the somewhat deformed Hatsune Miku Sphere emitted a hurried and guilty cry for help.

"I'll figure out how to reassemble your body in a month at most, okay, Grandma!"

"But if you piss me off, believe me, I'll cut your B+ down to an airport!"

Kevin's forehead veins bulged as he viciously tugged at the pair of flapping little wings, almost pressing them against Hatsune Miku, and growled in a low voice.

"You... you... your position is too lewd, you pervert!"

After the commander reiterated it repeatedly, Hatsune Miku breaking free of her restraints was to hurriedly distance herself from Kevin, her voice trembling with fear amidst grief and indignation.

Shy my ass! You're a ball, you idiot! Even if I'm horny, would I react to this thing?

Kevin was on the verge of tears; he realized he was utterly helpless Princess her peculiar way of thinking.

H, huh? Shy, huh? Wait till I assemble you! My sensitivity will be increased 100 times!

The commander swore fiercely that he would give the little one who had been clinging to him and nagging all day a "surprise" in the future.

Just Hatsune Miku used her tiny wings to Door Opening and hurriedly escape from Kevin's room, the little girl bumped right into Jill's arms.

"Captain, we've got news from America..."

Upon hearing this, Kevin hurriedly covered his lower body, threw on a coat, and got up. Jill, who was waiting, gazed at the erected tent, a slight smile playing on her red lips. "It's been so long since we exercised together..."

In the castle's main hall, a breakfast prepared in advance was neatly laid out on the table.

Meanwhile, in the newspaper section about the international counter-terrorism situation and the current state of Stark Industries, the mysterious figure in gold and red armor, illuminated by the firelight, became the most eye-catching protagonist.

"Justice descends from the heavens, tsk tsk..."

"It seems that the terrorists in Afghanistan and the corrupt elements within Stark Industries are both finished."

Kevin took a bite of his sandwich, his smile odd.

"Half an hour ago, Tony Stark was invited to attend a press conference; here's a video from the event..."

As the commander's second-in-command, Jill thoughtfully filled the glass with milk, then turned on the miniature computer on the table and showed it to Kevin.

When the sexy man with the mustache, who was under the spotlight, raised his hands and shouted those words with relish, the whole place erupted in cheers.

"Iron Man!"

With a mortal body, you stood shoulder to shoulder with the gods—this was the opening declaration of your heroic journey, and it will also become your destined final words upon leaving this Schicksal...

So, it's time to meet, Iron Man — Tony Stark!

Kevin drank the milk, wiped the residue from the corner of his mouth with a napkin, and a smile of interest appeared on his face.

"Please inform this young master that his savior, Dr. Ethan, is currently a guest at the Crawford Manor..."

Jill nodded and left, but before she left, the policewoman gave Kevin a meaningful look as she looked towards Lara's bedroom, which stirred something within him.

Now, let's see what the strategy guide has to say about.

Of course, if the target were changed from a balding middle-aged man to a beautiful young woman, he would be more willing to follow the process.

A small apartment in County of Surrey.

Wearing an apron and dressed like a stay-at-home dad, Dr. Ethan carefully placed the simmering French onion soup, which had been cooking perfectly, on the table in front of the stove, after putting on gloves.

On the table, several dishes, including lamb saddle steak, pan-fried scallops, fruit salad, and filet mignon, were already neatly arranged, and cutlery such as knives and forks were left at the two empty seats.

Once everything was ready, Dr. Ethan checked his watch no less than five times in just ten minutes, his gaze fixed on the half-open door, his face a mixture of anxiety and anticipation.

As the clock struck twelve, light footsteps echoed at the door.

"Uncle Ethan! We've come to see you!"

The genius hacker Tsugumi, who swore an oath with cat ears on her head, hopped into the room like a rabbit, greeted Dr. Ethan with a grin, while her good friend, Shinomiya Ayase, placed the fruit she was carrying on the table.

"It smells so good! Uncle Ethan, what delicious food have you prepared this time!"

The young girl, only fourteen or fifteen years old, was naturally attracted by the delicious food on the table at first glance. She couldn't wait to sit down, gripped her knife and fork, and waited for the meal to begin.

"French food... I hope you like it..."

"Ayase, don't be shy, please sit down..."

Dr. Ethan rubbed his hands together and quickly gestured for another, more reserved girl to take her seat.

"Please don't buy these things anymore. Your weekly visits are the best gift you could give me..."

The balding middle-aged man with a gentle face spoke softly, and his gaze toward the two men held the loving kindness of an elder.

His ordeal in Afghanistan shattered his family, and his loved ones died before his very eyes...

For Dr. Ethan, who was nearing fifty, this was a tremendous blow. Therefore, he poured all his love for his family onto the captured Tony and was willing to die for him.

But when he miraculously survived, his empty heart once again lost its anchor.

It wasn't until these two little girls, who had also suffered a disaster and lost their loved ones, entered his life that his days gained some color.

"Coming to see Uncle Ethan is a must! And there's always so much good food! You have no idea how awful the school food is!"

Tsuru cut off a piece of steak, dipped it in the sauce, and happily popped it into her mouth, all the while complaining about how terrible the boarding school was.

She wasn't particularly interested in visiting widowed middle-aged people, but Dr. Ethan's extensive mechanical knowledge, gentle personality, and excellent cooking skills made Tsuru wish she could come over for meals every day.

For Shinomiya Ayase, this gentle elder was not only her mentor in knowledge, but also had considerable experience in mechanical modification and was rich in theoretical knowledge and experience in simplifying operating procedures.

If my daughter were still alive... she would probably be of school age by now...

Watching the two children devour their food, Dr. Ethan was moved by the scene, and his eyes welled up with tears. However, not wanting to lose his composure in front of the two children, he turned to the side and wiped his eyes with a napkin.

"Oh, French food? Would you mind if I brought an extra set of cutlery?"

As Dr. Ethan bent down, the warm atmosphere was shattered by an abrupt inquiry at the door.

A handsome mixed-race man in a vest and shorts knocked on the door and went inside on his own.

P. S.: The update is a bit late. I'll update normally at 6 AM tomorrow. Sorry for the late update.

Chapter 213, Section 226: Iron Man Infiltrates the Game

After the meal, the two girls diligently cleared the plates, cutlery, and other utensils into the kitchen sink for cleaning. The atmosphere between Kevin and Dr. Ethan in the living room was strange.

"Leave it for now, we'll pack it up when we get back. Let's go for a walk together. I have the access card for Laboratory No. 3, I just got it from Dr. Charles..."

Kevin smiled and quietly sipped his tea, making no demands on Dr. Ethan, who seemed on high alert. He then offered to take the two girls with him out the door, which they naturally agreed to.

Laboratory No. 3.

After passing through several verification checks, the group entered the spacious hall. The moment the lights came on, two silver-white mechs stood in the center.

Its dense network of wires is connected to the egg-shaped interactive sensory cultivation chamber, where data reading and analysis are continuously performed on the main control computer.

"End r**e (endoskeleton-type remote-controlled armor), a new weapon unveiled in Toko City! Weren't they all destroyed?"

Dr. Ethan, being part of the scientific community, had naturally heard of this groundbreaking technology, and thus was astonished to witness its reappearance.

"Hmph, having the blueprints is enough! Besides, the copying of the combat data was all thanks to me!"

With her hands on her hips and chin held high in a smug expression, Tsugumi's little face was full of pride. Then she grabbed Shinomiya Ayase's forearm and shook it incessantly, clamoring to see the ace pilot show off her skills.

"Ayase-nee, hurry up and try it out! You look the coolest when you drive the End r**e!"

Kevin slapped Thrush on the head, rolling his eyes to stop her seduction.

"Try it out? Do you think we're building a toy car? Even if we order high-quality parts from all over the world, we can only assemble a rough prototype."