You Are the Only One I Want

Looking at Arcee not far ahead, and though he knew she would come back on her own, Leon still made a decisive choice:

"Bro, lend me some electricity."

Having finished speaking.

Without waiting for Tony's consent, Leon placed one hand on the small Arc Reactor on his chest and began rapidly absorbing the electrical energy released from it.

Soon.

The Mark 3 system shut down, and Tony's vision turned pitch black, with only the two tiny eyeholes on the helmet providing any field of view.

Meanwhile, a golden glow shone on Leon once again as he grabbed Tony, took him in a secondary acceleration, and closed in rapidly on Arcee.

The Starlight Template could only absorb electrical energy at first. Even though Leon himself was essentially equivalent to a nuclear reactor with abundant energy, it was still difficult to convert and utilize for now. Once he grew more proficient with the superpowers of the Starlight Template in the future, this shortcoming—which wasn't really a flaw—would be quickly overcome.

"Shit!"

"Leon, do you want to kill me?"

"The Arc Reactor is already starting to overload, stop it right now!"

Tony shouted.

"Bro, bear with it for a moment, I'll be quick."

Leon reassured him, then explained to Arcee, who was now very close:

"Hey, Arcee, this is Tony, my twin brother. He was just joking with you earlier and didn't mean to offend you."

"Twin brother?"

"I hope he can better understand that a girl's attire and grooming is a very serious matter."

Arcee processed this for a moment before she seriously responded.

Because Leon was truly too handsome, Arcee felt that Tony looked nothing like him at all.

Hearing this.

Leon shook the Tony in his hand, signaling him to say a few words.

Tony also realized where the problem lay, so he graciously understood:

"Arcee, I'm sorry. I never thought that a motorcycle could also be a sensitive and tender-hearted girl."

"So I take back what I said earlier."

"Arcee, you are a very beautiful girl."

"After all, that motorcycle was built by me. I ask you, in this world, which father would not like the child he poured all his efforts into raising?"

"Of course, I don't mean you're my child, this is just a metaphor."

Tony explained.

After a brief silence, Arcee responded, "I should also apologize to you, Leon's brother. I shouldn't have been so rude to you just now."

"Understanding is everything."

Tony let out a cheerful whistle, and Leon also set his mind at ease, immediately stopping the absorption of energy from the small Arc Reactor that Tony used to sustain his life and power his armor.

With the energy supply restored, the Mark 3 system immediately rebooted, and under Tony's control, it quickly resumed a normal flight posture.

As for Leon, having lost the external electrical charge, the golden glow on his body extinguished, and he instantly lost his flight momentum, plunging headfirst toward the sea below.

Tony originally wanted to let Leon experience a few moments of free fall as payback for his reckless behavior of draining his energy without permission earlier.

However.

Arcee flew down at the very first moment—her actions belying her words—to catch Leon, allowing him to straddle her driver's seat; that was Arcee's waist.

"Thank you, Arcee."

"No, this is what I should do, Leon."

Once Leon discovered she wasn't a real human-machine, Arcee simply stopped acting.

"Oh, thank goodness, you're finally willing to talk to me normally."

Leon sighed with emotion.

Next should be the cliché trope where Arcee confides her inner thoughts to him, he offers intimate comfort, and then he wins the beauty's heart.

However.

After this.

Arcee got depressed again.

It looked like she still hadn't walked out of the shadow of all her comrades dying until only she was left.

The process of wearing in with Arcee still had a long way to go.

Leon thought to himself.

Yet he wasn't in a hurry.

For a cold and proud, resilient woman like Arcee who had lost everything, the simplest strategy to conquer her was to display his own strength.

This point.

Was also recorded in Arcee's "operation manual."

"Haha!"

Sitting on Arcee's waist, when thinking of the wonderful implications of it all, Leon couldn't help but let out a burst of unbridled, wild laughter.

Seeing this as she silently watched over Leon, Arcee couldn't help but feel self-doubt: was lodging under the throne of this savior really a correct choice?

He looked somewhat... like a bad guy?

And...

Not a single one of her partners had ever met a good end; Arcee was afraid that one day, Leon, who served as her savior, would also follow in their footsteps.

Judging that Arcee's mood was somewhat low through the brightness of the vehicle screen and the strength of the Inertial Counterforce Field, Leon began to perform psychological therapy on her.

After a round of compliments that praised her from head to toe, Arcee—who was introverted in nature and traditional in conduct—completely couldn't withstand it.

"Leon, don't be like this, there are plenty of motorcycles in this world."

"Yet you are the only one I want."