At Vought International headquarters, Homelander had just come roaring all the way into The Seven's office!
He sat there with irritation written all over his face, desperately trying to calm himself down.
His elbows rested on the desk, his hands clasped together and constantly swaying.
Even his legs beneath the desk did not seem to know where they belonged.
Those legs were trembling!!!
It seemed that even he found that incredibly embarrassing, so he desperately restrained them, making his trembling legs look more like he was merely bouncing them.
One was a passive reaction born of fear; the other was a personal bad habit he chose himself. That made Homelander feel a little better.
Just then, Vought International, which had been keeping a close eye on Homelander, sent Vice President Madelyn, the person closest to him, to The Seven's office.
When Madelyn pushed open the office door, Homelander hurriedly looked over at her in alarm.
Seeing that it was Madelyn, Homelander swallowed, and his expression improved slightly.
After all, Madelyn was his favorite woman—the kind he liked best: older women with the lingering charm of a mother.
That was right. Homelander's kink was exactly that—he liked older women!
He called it appreciating a woman's life experience and mature charm.
In reality, he just had mommy issues...
Ahem.
Watching Homelander's slightly uneasy gaze, Madelyn gently shook her head.
"Homelander, you're afraid!"
"I'm not!!!"
"You are. Even I can hear your rapid heartbeat. Your powerful heart is practically trying to escape your chest!
But you're Homelander!
Tell me that you weren't frightened by the sudden appearance of Superman!
Tell me that a mere defeat didn't scare you so badly that you failed to receive the rescue signal the company sent you!
You haven't left the company for five whole days!
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