"Heh heh heh."
In a pitch-black room, the television was airing a women's beach volleyball program. A fat figure sat inside, stuffing himself with potato chips and chugging cola, occasionally making slurping noises and letting out lecherous chuckles.
"Slurp! Yes, jump! Jump some more, hoo! Hoo!"
When the show reached an exciting part, the chubby shadow even leaned toward the TV and blew at the screen, as though trying to blow away those "obstructive scraps of cloth."
In the darkness, his eyes seemed to be glowing. His gaze kept sweeping over all that pale flesh, and he could not hear a word from the commentators. He was completely immersed in the sight of beautiful women.
But just then—
"Riiip!"
The curtains were abruptly pulled open, and the blazing sunlight outside instantly flooded this happy little world.
The figure reacted quickly. The instant he heard the noise, he instinctively turned his head—but reacting quickly turned out to be a mistake. The sudden change in lighting bleached his vision white, making his eyes sting so badly that tears streamed down his face.
"Ah! May, are you trying to kill your dad?! Close the curtains! I'm going blind!"
The fat middle-aged man immediately covered his face and collapsed, rolling around on the carpet like a meatball. His enormous belly had stretched a large gap into his red-and-blue uniform, exposing a navel as deep as a well.
Spider-Woman stood by the window with her arms folded.
She wore a black uniform marked with raised red Spider-Web Patterns like blood vessels. Hearing the man's cry, she glared at him in irritation.
"It'd be better if you really did go blind! What are you doing?! You wouldn't answer your phone, so I thought something had happened to you. I hurriedly took leave to come check on