"Will you turn fucking gay if you stop bullshitting?" Soldier Boy scoffed, speechless.
Hadn't he heard Homelander say he couldn't handle this?
A-Train immediately grinned. "Just kidding, just kidding."
Homelander tilted his head in confusion.
"Sir, you said we were a family." A-Train dropped into a starting stance. "Every member of a family supports the others without hesitation, so... I didn't come alone."
He left them with a dashing view of his back, but the hearts of Homelander and the other two were like furnaces, burning hotter in the fierce wind stirred up by A-Train's sprint.
"Family..."
Homelander mulled over the word, his gaze still resting on the end of the passage, even though A-Train had already vanished.
Waves of warmth rose in his heart. For the first time, he felt a sense of warmth within the Seven.
In the past, he had habitually drilled the idea that the Seven were one big family into the other members. In essence, it had only been to satisfy his own craving for love and to control them. That was why he had childishly emphasized it over and over. He had never actually regarded the Seven as a family.
But at that very moment, everything had changed.
A feeling called belonging began to sprout in Homelander's heart, eventually winding like a vine around the commercial name "the Seven."
And so, even that commercial name instantly gained warmth and meaning, setting hearts ablaze.
Ashley, too, stared blankly like a puppet. Had everyone in the Seven come to save her?
Even at the cost of standing against the United States?
She was both moved and remorseful, regretting how she had always managed the Seven as products, overlooking each person's feelings in so many little ways.
A month ago, for example, she had made A-Train humble