Star-Lord's Day (Final)

After half a day on the road, they finally arrived in North Kordo City.

People had stared at him the whole way, fortunately, he had bought a magic mirror before leaving. As for Gamora, she still had not put on any makeup, but she said... not wearing makeup was the best "makeup." Although plenty of people on the bus had watched them, no one asked anything. Only after getting off did he understand why. It seemed... Gamora was not the only one "cosplaying"?

Not far away was someone cosplaying as... um, that woman named Wanda, apparently.

They had stayed in Wakanda for a day, but they had not gotten to know each other well. He vaguely remembered that her name was Wanda.

From behind, her hairstyle, height, figure, and clothes made it seem, at first glance, as if Wanda had really arrived. But when he ran around to look at her from the front... ugh, damn it...

What the hell was that?

She was so damn ugly!

She was practically desecrating Wanda!

He knocked on his uncle's door, and an old man of around seventy, with silver-white hair and a portly build, came out. His face was full of anger. "Who are you looking for?"

"You are... Brown Quill, right? I'm Peter Quill!"

Brown Quill froze for a moment, not having processed it yet. "Peter Quill? Who?"

It sounded as though he were a relative, but Americans had plenty of similar names. There were countless people with the same name.

It was not really his uncle's fault. Thirty years had passed. The name "Peter Quill" had probably long since been buried beneath the dust of history.

"My mother was Meredith Quill."

No matter how forgetful Brown Quill was, he would not forget his sister's name, even though she had been