Central Park, New York

Since Catherine Hepburn's health deteriorated, she, who was already very private, became even more reluctant to go out.

The biggest challenge is climbing stairs. Even though she doesn't live on a high floor, it's still an insurmountable obstacle for her at the age of 92.

Don't ask why there aren't elevators; the answer is that renovating old buildings presents numerous problems. From a legal standpoint to the fact that elevator shafts weren't originally included in the building design, there are also issues of coordinating with residents; and the people who can afford to live here are all extremely wealthy and influential.

In short, it's a series of combined moves that make it easier to simply buy another building with an elevator. This place has remained unchanged, and even renovations are done to restore its original appearance, not to renovate it.

But after Henry arrived, Catherine Hepburn no longer objected to having young men accompany her for walks in the park. The difficulty of climbing stairs was overcome by Henry carrying her up and down the stairs.

Compared to walking on flat ground, climbing stairs puts extra strain on the knees. No wonder Catherine Hepburn was reluctant to go up and down stairs; for older people, stairs are really not friendly.

With Henry taking care of the problem, taking walks in the park has become a very enjoyable part of the daily routine. The old lady is now more enthusiastic than anyone else.

Instead of using a cane or other walking aid, Henry supported her. To outsiders, it looked like a grandmother leading her grandson out for a walk.

A few years ago, when her health was better, Catherine Hepburn would attend some Hollywood parties, depending on the situation. However, in recent years she hasn't attended any of them. Now that she's past her prime, she's no longer an indispensable leading lady.

So Henry's life in New York was actually quite simple. He enjoyed this kind of old-fashioned life, slowing down his pace.

As I've already said, for Kryptonian with their Super Speed, things like killing time are incredibly precious. Their desire for profit isn't really that strong.

Central Park, New York has undergone several changes, covers 341 hectares and is the sixth largest park in New York City. It has several lakes, various ecological landscapes and recreational facilities, and is rich in flora and fauna. Due to the presence of migratory birds, it also attracts many birdwatchers.

There are long walking trails, two ice skating rinks, multiple grassy areas for sports enthusiasts, and a children's playground. The ten-kilometer-long circular road is popular with joggers, cyclists, and rollerbladers.

Catherine Hepburn's walking routes were not fixed; her favorite was to walk along the lakeside path around the lake. The rustling of grass and leaves, the occasional ripples on the lake's surface—everything seemed to pique her interest, making her linger for a long time.

This old lady was not a quiet person at all; she was confident, enthusiastic, and talkative. When she took Henry for a walk, she would always chatter on and on.

However, Alzheimer's disease still affected her because Henry's roles were so varied.

The Kryptonian, as a listener, often switched between characters like "Radlow Ogden Smith," "Leland Hayward," "Spencer Tracy," and "Howard Stark."

The first was the old lady's only husband, a marriage that lasted only six years. The second was her agent, with whom she also dated. The third and fourth need no further introduction. Occasionally, she would even impersonate characters Henry had never heard of.

Sometimes she would even become a friend to certain women, listening to them say things that would make one blush and their heart race. It's clear that the rumors circulating about this old lady being a lesbian or bisexual in her youth were not entirely unfounded.

Of course, you could also say that when women get dirty-minded, men have no say. A woman who's been a tomboy since childhood can flirt with young girls and make lewd jokes among friends—what's the big deal?

Regardless of his new identity, Henry always responds to the conversation in a way that makes sense.

Even if she wasn't directly involved and was unaware of something, the old lady might correct her. But it didn't matter, because Catherine Hepburn might forget what she said in the blink of an eye.

With more contact with the outside world, especially in public places like parks, it's inevitable to encounter some oddballs.

For example, when walking on a forest trail, because the trail is narrow, Old Black, who knows that the elderly can't walk fast, insists on leading his dog behind to urge them on.

Weighing probably over 300 pounds, bald, and wearing a gold chain thicker than a thumb, this Old Black was leading two pit bulls, barking wildly not far behind the old man.

The chains holding the two dogs jingled loudly, taut and straight. They looked ready to pounce and bite.

Old Black wasn't nervous at all about his dog's performance; on the contrary, he seemed rather proud.

He pulled on the chain and said, "Old woman, if you can't walk fast, move aside and don't block the way."

"My leather shoes are very expensive. If they get a little muddy, can you afford to pay for them?"

Henry glanced at the arrogant Old Black and the two pit bulls. He couldn't help but wonder, didn't this black man understand why his dogs were barking so fiercely?

The reason some people say "a barking dog doesn't bite" is because dogs that bite will bite directly. Barking is more of a bluff.

"You brat, what are you looking at? Do you believe I'll gouge your eyes out?" Old Black said viciously.

Perhaps out of a desire to maintain order, Catherine Hepburn pulled Henry to the dirt ground beside the path. "Young man, if you're in a hurry, you can go ahead. I want to enjoy this leisurely stroll, and I also need to wait for my kitten."

Since the old man had spoken, Henry knew he couldn't afford to get into a conflict. So he readily agreed, stepped aside, and gestured for the other party to pass.

Old Black strode forward triumphantly, but things didn't turn out quite as he had imagined.

Although the two pit bulls barked wildly, as if they wanted to bite someone, they didn't actually rush at the old lady and bite her indiscriminately. Instead, they kept a distance and dared not approach.

This caused Old Black to overtake his two dogs, forcing him to pull them forward step by step with great difficulty. The two pit bulls, however, refused to move and continued barking incessantly.

Suddenly, a huge creature leaped out from behind the bushes, swept past Old Black, and charged towards the old man.

The two pit bulls charged in opposite directions, breaking free of Old Black's control in an instant and running far away, whimpering as they fled.

Stunned by the sudden change, Old Black only saw the old woman stroking the head of a huge creature with yellow and black stripes when he came to his senses.

"Good Kitty, Katie. Where have you been playing again? You're all dirty now." The old lady cleaned the leaves and lint off Kitty.

"Tiger! Tiger —there's Tiger!" Old Black, who only managed to discern what kind of creature it was from Kitty's face as she turned around, fell backward to the ground, shouting in disbelief.

As if to prove her identity, Kitty looked back and growled. This terrified the Old Black so much that he ran away in a panic.

However, the roar displeased the old lady. Catherine Hepburn straightened the tiger's head and scolded, "Naughty cat, you're being naughty, how can you roar and howl like that?"

"Actually, it's Tabby Cat— " Henry explained helplessly, heading in the direction the Old Black had run away, in a way the other couldn't hear.

Don't underestimate the ferocity of pit bulls. Henry and Catherine Hepburn both carried the scent of Kitty, the apex predator. That was the main reason the two dogs were barking like mad—they were terrified.

Henry then complained to the person beside him, "Catherine, stop unchaining Kitty. Do you think it's a good thing to let this big cat run around?" As he spoke, he fastened the chain back onto Kitty's collar.

"With you here, do I need to worry? Besides, Kitty is quite well-behaved. When you let her go, you said there was no one else here." While stroking the tiger's head, the old lady spoke innocently, like a child unaware of the seriousness of the situation.

Henry sighed inwardly, feeling helpless. "Oh, I'm so sorry. It turns out I'm the oddball."