"If you wanted... I mean, you could." Daisy spoke seriously.
Black girl waved her hands repeatedly. "No, absolutely not! I'm just an ordinary citizen. Let someone else be a superhero. What about Foggy? The Avengers probably need lawyers too, right?"
Black girl dragged her boyfriend out to take the blame, and chubby Foggy shook his head like a rattle drum.
He was an ordinary person too. Who would want to be some superhero? It was dangerous and came with no guarantees. He would not go even if they asked him.
Chatting with the two of them was pleasant. Listening to them complain about housing prices, stocks, and parking spaces eased Daisy's tense nerves considerably.
It had been a long time since she had experienced the daily life of ordinary people. Daisy treated them to a meal, and afterward, they wished each other well.
In the end, they were not people from the same world. Ordinary people had ordinary worries, and she had her own troubles. These days, how many people could truly live carefree lives?
After parting with Black girl and chubby Foggy, Daisy continued her money-picking journey. Before nightfall, she had picked up five dollars and twenty cents. Feeling that her humanity had recovered quite a bit, she went home lightheartedly.
"I won't study! I won't study! I just won't!" The moment she stepped through the door, she heard Little Rachel and Rachel's voices joined together—one clear and bright, the other soft and sweet. The two voices combined like a duet as they resisted their mother, Jean.
Daisy hurriedly stopped in her tracks. Too dangerous! Jean was disciplining the kids!
She wanted to go upstairs to find Wanda, but Tangbao exposed her presence.
Tangbao saw her and immediately began whining. Daisy could only rub its Big Head. Meanwhile, Little