Chance Encounter?

After ending his call with Tony, Happy called Stark Industries' security department and had more than a dozen burly bodyguards dispatched to guard the area around Pepper's room.

As for Happy himself, he watched the location on his phone and quietly followed it.

While Pepper and Aldrich Killian had been talking, Happy, who had taken an instant dislike to Killian, had secretly tossed a gum-shaped tracker the size of a pinky fingertip beneath his feet.

"Heh heh, this is the power of technology. The gear Tony gives out isn't all fashionable little toys."

Grumbling about Tony, Happy drove out of the hotel's underground parking lot, synced the tracking data from his phone to the car's display, and gave chase.

Today, he was going to uncover that man's true face no matter what. He would be the Guardian of Tony and Pepper's relationship!

Happy swore to himself as he accelerated and drifted all the way, quickly catching up to the tracker.

Noticing that the tracker had remained stationary on one street for quite some time, Happy parked on the next street over. He got out alone, pulled a miniature pistol from his pocket, gripped it with both hands, and cautiously crept closer.

Though it was already late at night, the streets were still filled with bizarrely dressed people who had no intention of going home, since it was Christmas.

"Coming through."

"Mind if I borrow this?"

"Keep the change."

Happy casually snatched a pumpkin-head mask from a passing boy and put it on. Just as the high school student who had lost his mask was about to lose his temper, Happy flicked a hundred-dollar bill onto his chest.

The moment he got the money, the boy changed his tune and happily left with his companions.

Happy put on the yellow pumpkin