"Kid, get in! No time to explain!"
Peter had been driven into a corner by the girls. No matter which side he chose, he would undoubtedly offend the other, and he had never faced such a difficult choice.
So he could neither board Shuri's spaceship nor figure out how to get a ship with the girls he had crushes on. All he could do was shamefully run away, fleeing through the school building alone.
Just as he was forced onto the rooftop and the girls closed in around him with sinister grins, his savior arrived. A red flying sports car pulled up at the edge of the roof, its gull-wing door sprang open, and Iron Man's voice came from inside.
Spider-Man's agility had never been in doubt. He performed a backflip at the rooftop's edge and landed steadily inside the car. The next second, it shot into the sky like a rocket, vanishing from the girls' sight.
Only after looking through the window at the girls' furious, teeth-gritting expressions did Peter hug his backpack and wipe away his sweat. He had realized that once girls gathered in numbers, they were even more terrifying than zombies.
"You're pretty popular, kid. Getting hunted down by the girls on the team?"
Tony himself was not in the car. This was an unmanned flying vehicle, so only his avatar appeared on the central screen as he spoke:
"But let me remind you, you're all minors, understand? There are some things you absolutely cannot do. Don't be like me—I made plenty of mistakes when I was young. Like... no, I suddenly remembered that not a single thing I did is appropriate to tell you about."
Tony's Stereoscopic Projection wore a wicked grin, as though he had become a little lost in his memories.
"No, no,