After enduring Aunt May's intense interrogation, Peter lay on his bedroom bed, utterly exhausted in body and mind.
It turned out Peter himself had gotten the date wrong.
Aunt May had indeed originally been scheduled to be out all day this Saturday, but so she could spend the weekend with Peter, she had traded shifts with a coworker and moved it to next Monday.
She had told him about it.
But Peter had been busy thinking about Toomes's weapon workshop at the time and hadn't listened carefully to Aunt May.
As a result, Aunt May came back this afternoon, waited for him at the restaurant for two hours at dinner time, and called him countless times, yet he hadn't answered any of them!
Because when he left, worried that his phone might get damaged in a fight, he had tossed it at home along with his backpack.
After that, he had been using the communications device built into his suit.
That device used Stark Industries' communications satellites, so it didn't need to dial like an ordinary phone.
Left with no choice, Peter could only use the Stark Internship Program as an excuse.
Strictly speaking, it wasn't really a lie to Aunt May.
After all, the two things he had submitted to Tony Stark a week ago really were now being manufactured by one of Stark Industries' subsidiary companies, and he was expected to receive his first dividend in a month—at least, that was what Tony Stark had said.
Peter had originally planned to keep it as a surprise and show Aunt May once the dividend came through.
But now, to get through today, he could only reveal it early.
Fortunately, he had managed to bluff his way through.
As long as he gave Tony Stark a heads-up tomorrow... Oh, no,