How Are We Sleeping Tonight?

"It's Bobby!"

The short girl covered her mouth as she spoke.

Polaris also saw Bobby limping over, furious and clutching his butt.

"Lorna? Kitty?"

Iceman's face darkened as he looked at the two of them.

"What are you doing?!"

Polaris's expression suddenly darkened, and she said blankly:

"My ability suddenly disappeared just now~"

Kitty whipped her head around so fast it felt like she might snap her little neck.

"How is that possible?! You're at Xavier! He's in Manhattan!"

Iceman forgot all about his aching butt and asked anxiously:

"It really disappeared?!"

Bobby, who played with ice, felt a chill run down his spine. Having X-abilities taken away from dozens of kilometers away? That was way too outrageous, wasn't it?

"Yes, it disappeared~"

Lorna instinctively tried using her ability again.

The steel ball that had flown out suddenly shot back with a whoosh!

"No~~~~"

Iceman Bobby roared, his face red, then collapsed headfirst onto the ground.

"Bobby, what's wrong?"

Kitty hurriedly tried to help Iceman up.

"Don't~~~ don't touch me. Let me recover for a bit~"

Iceman said with a pained expression.

Polaris Lorna's expression was incredibly strange at that moment~

She could clearly sense where that four-centimeter steel ball was~ This was just too embarrassing! His pants were way too flimsy, weren't they~

What the hell was going on with this X-ability!

Meanwhile, Sean, the culprit behind all this, had no idea. He spat at Polaris's name. "This is really useless. 1.7 billion? I can forget about relying on this ability in this lifetime!"

In the end, he still had to rely on copying source essence!

But how could he earn that much source essence?

"This really is a difficult problem," Sean muttered.

"What? What could possibly stump White?"

Elektra walked in through the doorway and casually asked.

Today, this young lady was dressed incredibly sexy: black hot pants, mid-calf boots, and a low-cut red cardigan. Her long black hair hung loosely over her shoulders.

Tsk~ No wonder she had "angel" in her nickname. She was way too eye-catching.

"Making money is hard~ Some people just refuse to pay back what they owe!"

Sean followed up with that remark.

Elektra seemed not to hear him at all. She leisurely walked in and, out of habit, sat on top of his desk.

"I heard you cured the Duncan family's little princess. They're gathering your medical fees for you now."

Whenever this girl sat like that, Sean's gaze was inevitably dragged diagonally downward by gravity.

Sean stared at her legs for a while before slowly saying:

"Duncan?"

"A little girl who'd already been declared beyond saving, Kelly Duncan. Don't tell me you don't know?"

Of course Sean knew, but if Elektra hadn't mentioned it, he definitely wouldn't have remembered. He had merely glanced at the name in the ledger. Who would specifically remember something like that?

Since he never worried about people defaulting on their debts, he didn't care what his debtors' names were.

"You already found out about something that happened this morning?"

Sean was somewhat puzzled.

"It's already spread around. Kingpin seems very interested in the Duncan family's factory."

"Oh~"

Sean responded indifferently, concentrating on following gravity's guidance as he stared at Elektra's legs.

"More than ten million. Weren't you just complaining that making money was slow?"

Now that she mentioned it, that was true. Over five thousand points of source essence—enough to directly copy a little girl's X-ability.

"It's a drop in the bucket."

"Whoa~ Since when did your ambitions become so lofty?"

Elektra bent one leg and placed her foot on the desk as she asked curiously.

Gravity became even stronger. Sean fought against it with all his might, forcing himself not to blink.

Elektra had long known what Sean was looking at. She didn't dislike his gaze at all, otherwise she wouldn't have so generously raised her leg.

It was just that this guy seemed unable to pull himself out of it. He didn't even react when she talked to him.

She reached out and poked Sean on the forehead.

"I'm asking you~"

"Oh, what?"

"You seem to need a lot of money."

"Yes, a lot. Several hundred million worth~"

"Wow~ Even Kingpin can't make that much money."

"Why compare me to him? What future could a gang leader possibly have?"

Sean said disdainfully. He didn't think much of brainless people like Kingpin. He made tens of millions a year and had been at it for so many years, even taking control of half the United States' underworld. Yet what had that gotten him?

A few cops had him completely helpless. No ambition at all.

"Looking down on Kingpin? But he still makes more money than you."

"..." This girl really didn't know how to talk.

"Enough. Tell me, what is it? You definitely wouldn't come looking for me if there wasn't something."

Sean understood this girl fairly well. Although she seemed to view him a little differently, she definitely wouldn't come by without a reason.

"Bullseye isn't dead yet."

"Huh? That guy's life is tough."

"An organization approached him. It seems he's participating in some kind of experiment. I couldn't find out their background, but... I have a feeling Bullseye will return."

Elektra rested her chin on her knee and spoke with some concern.

"How much did you find out?"

"I only know they came from Canada."

"..."

Sean couldn't even be bothered to mock her. What did she mean, she couldn't find out their background? She hadn't found out anything at all!

Still, why did what Elektra described sound so familiar? He seemed to have heard or seen something similar before~ Cancer patient~ Experiment~

Sean got a headache. Why was he thinking so much about it~

"How about buying him another pulmonary embolism? He has lung cancer. Add a pulmonary embolism on top of that, and he'll definitely die."

Sean tried to tempt Elektra.

"Hehe~ Do you know where Bullseye is?"

"How would I know? Isn't that something you should know?"

"I don't know either."

Well then~ That deal was impossible. I'll let you off this time~

"Then work hard and make money. Buy yourself a superpower for protection. Even if he comes back, he won't be your match."

Elektra rolled her eyes and couldn't be bothered to keep talking nonsense with Sean. "I heard you're not going home tonight?"

"..." Vanessa, Vanessa, this is going too far!

Seeing Sean remain silent, Elektra chuckled.

"I'm sleeping at your house tonight~"

"You'd better be careful, or I might go back tonight!"

"You think I'm afraid of you?"

What could Sean do when faced with someone like this? It wasn't like he could really go back and pin her down, right?

When Vanessa said she wasn't letting him go home, she really wasn't joking.

Back then... there had been a few similar occasions. She simply couldn't take Sean anymore and needed to give herself a few days off.

The upside for Sean was that during those days, Vanessa approved of whatever he did.

It was basically officially sanctioned freedom~

However, Vanessa had trained Sean's standards to be very high. He couldn't take an interest in just any girl.

So~

He usually had to hold it in until the time was up, then go back and torment Vanessa~

And the result? A vicious cycle~

If Sean hadn't messed with her so badly this time, Vanessa wouldn't have resorted to such a mutually damaging tactic.

"I'm going to see Vanessa. Bye~"

Elektra hopped off the desk and left. The way her waist swayed... it really was beautiful.

Once she left, Sean began to feel melancholy.

A man who couldn't go home was miserable~

The second floor of the clinic had the same layout as the first floor, with only two rooms.

Before, Ava had one room and he had the other. It had worked out perfectly.

But now?

Three people lived upstairs. No matter how they divided things up, he would have to share a room with someone.

He couldn't possibly sleep in the treatment room, could he? On that hospital bed?

Absolutely not!

Then... tonight, he would reluctantly bunk with someone~ He was being forced into this. White wasn't that kind of person!

"White! An epilepsy patient is about to be brought in!"

Linda Carter rushed in and said.

Sean's eyes lit up. Epilepsy?

This was a great illness!

He had wanted to collect this illness for a long time!

Sean immediately stood and asked, "Where are they now?"

"They're already at the street corner. They'll be here any second!"

"..."

"They said the attack started right after they passed the street corner..."

Linda explained when she saw Sean's strange expression.

"Mm~"

Sean responded casually. He had thought he was famous enough for an ambulance to bring patients to him!

No matter what, he could make some money.

Two men who looked like bodyguards carried a rather fat middle-aged man inside. Beside them was a blonde beauty, probably a secretary or assistant.

Sean was very curious. Why would someone with that kind of wealth come to his shabby little clinic because of an emergency?

But first, treat the illness.

One hundred and fifty-one kilograms.

The blonde secretary immediately wrote out a check for three hundred and sixty thousand. Tsk~ She had even paid an extra eight thousand.

As for the treatment?

The moment he received the check, it could already be considered finished.

Still, as a matter of routine, the man had to lie down in the treatment room. Sean sent everyone else out, dawdled for a while, and only then took away the epilepsy.

Epilepsy, cured.

Everyone was happy.

When the beautiful secretary saw her boss suddenly walk out perfectly fine, she was a little unable to process it.

She had already found it strange that her boss had insisted on coming to this rundown, old clinic. Before they arrived, when his attack had begun, he had also desperately pointed toward this clinic.

That was why she had no choice but to call ahead. Yet she hadn't expected that in just two minutes after arriving, her boss—who had looked like he was about to die—would be fine!

"Boss~"

"Rachel, did you pay White's consultation fee?"

The blonde beauty nodded. "It's already been paid, Boss."

"This is my business card. We'll have opportunities to deal with each other in the future!"

He took out a white card and handed it to Sean as he spoke.

The company name on the business card caught Sean's attention.

Roxxon Oil Company?

Sean: "Hmm... How about treating your obesity too?"

The fat boss: "..."

The second update is here~

It was almost 3,000 words!

There'll be a third update today! What are you waiting for? Vote!

But it might be a little late; I didn't have time to write this afternoon.