“One million, I’ll buy it!”
Stark wasn’t angry at Anna’s taunt about his psychologist’s license; instead, he silently added a label of ‘extremely intelligent target’ to Anna.
And Tony even noticed a short golden hair on Anna’s fluttering cape…
Under the Afghan sun, this golden hair shimmered…
Exactly the same color as Anna’s hair!
Although he had already bought the half bottle of happy water to extract the genetic information of this’superpowered kid’ who could fly like Superman, having an extra layer of insurance with the hair on the cape was also good.
So this ‘Superman’s red cape’ wasn’t just worth one million dollars now; even if Anna asked for one hundred million,
Stark, that wealthy dog who didn’t care about money, would buy it without blinking.
And to avoid arousing suspicion, Stark pretended to be nonchalant, turning his head and whistling.
But Stark’s life had been too smooth, so his lying skills were lacking.
He was about the same as Anna now…
Plus, with Anna’s super vision and super hearing, even Oscar-winning actors couldn’t fool her face-to-face, let alone Tony, a novice who hardly ever lied.
Anna knew exactly what this guy Stark was up to, just from his occasional guilty glances and his abnormal pulse after spotting that hair on her cape…
She took a look at her own cape…
Knowing that this guy Stark would perform DNA and cloning scientific experiments on the hair stuck to the cape as soon as he got home…
Anna started to want to laugh.
Tony didn’t even stop to consider whether Superman actually sheds hair; he just wanted to buy it the moment he saw a hair on the cape.
Little did he know that the one riding a white horse isn’t necessarily Tang Seng, and this ‘Superman’s hair’ could actually be ‘the hair of Superman’s dog’…
However, before completing this transaction, Anna, who knew all of this, still couldn’t laugh.
Oh my!
What to do, it’s so hard to hold it in?
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“One million is yours!”
“You’re awesome…”
— Hmm, I wonder if he heard the sarcasm in that…
In the end, Anna struggled to keep a straight face, landed again, took off her cape, and handed it to Stark, whose hands were trembling with excitement.
She also tried her best to pretend not to see Tony’s clumsy, stealthy attempt to hide the golden hair from the cape.
Throughout the whole process, Anna kept a straight face, acting as if Stark owed her a hundred million, her very ‘unhappy’ little face almost distorting from holding it in…
Seeing Anna’s little round face struggling to stay straight, Stark responded with a ‘I’m loaded’ expression.
Well, it’s not like he hadn’t considered the possibility that the hair wasn’t Anna’s.
But as long as there was a chance to get Anna’s hair, it was worth a million dollars to him.
So, it wasn’t about being stupid or not; you guys don’t understand the World of the rich.
Finally, the two stood there staring at each other for a long time, looking at each other like idiots.
Then, after both sides reached the conclusion that ‘the guy opposite me really is an idiot’.
Finally, unable to hold it in anymore, Anna kept a straight face, tore a page from her notebook, quickly wrote down her bank account number, and shoved it into Stark’s hand.
“This is my bank account number!”
“Please take it!”
Then, she grabbed the net bag she had brought when she flew over, and stuffed her schoolbag, the floral cloth on the ground, and the little recliner into it as fast as possible.
She slammed it hard against the big loudspeaker on her waist.
Bang!!
Then, this little kid, who was about to burst, blasted Wonder Woman’s theme music at maximum volume.
The sound was so loud that it startled Stark, who was secretly pleased about getting the golden hair, causing him to stagger back two steps.
Anna, the little kid who was struggling to hold it in, crouched down hard, looking as if her butt was smoking.
Hands pushing off!
Take off!!
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Bang!!
Boom!
Boom!!
Boom!!!
Amidst the swirling dust, after sand and dust flew up all over the Afghan desert, a crater ten meters in diameter appeared on the spot.
Then, accompanied by the magnificent BGM and the thunderous sonic booms, Anna, high in the sky, no longer needed to manage her expression, and rolled away into the distance.
While flying, this kid, rolling away into the distance, was clutching her stomach in the sky, laughing wildly, ‘Wahahahaha!
~’.
In just a short dozen seconds, Anna, who was rolling with laughter in the sky, disappeared into the horizon of Afghanistan.
And in the cloudless high altitude, the series of sonic boom vortices every few hundred meters, and a milky white contrail, silently proved that she had been there.
Hmm ~ This milky white contrail is a natural phenomenon formed by the collision of water vapor in the air in front of and behind her body due to the uneven temperature generated by the high heat from intense air friction when Anna flies at hypersonic speeds.
It absolutely has nothing to do with what those bored people say about Superman using ‘fart-powered flight’.
“Tsk!
Just like in the comics…” “Is Superman really that fierce?” “That’s gotta be ten times the speed of sound, right?”
After seeing the series of sonic boom vortices and the contrail in the sky, Tony Stark, who felt he had collected a bunch of Anna’s behavioral patterns and data, smacked his dry lips, shook his head, and began his escape route from here towards the U.S.
Base.
Stark, with a tattered piece of clothing on his head and a large red bundle made from a cape on his back, trekked through the desert.
As he walked, he muttered strange words.
“Could the Superman comics really be drawn by people like them?” “I’ll buy the comic company when I get back and check…” “That idea of flying in the sky while playing music is also quite good!
I’ll get one too later~…”
“Hmm!
~” “I think’Shoot to Thrill’ is pretty good.” “…” “I’ll have Pepper buy the copyright when I get back!”