New York, Brooklyn.

At Sheriff George's house, Sheriff Frank learned something big.

turn out to be……

Having a double life and facing the situation of another self is not a special case for me.

real.

He just found a topic to talk about casually and explained his feelings to the old friend.

But……

Suddenly something happened, another... George Stacey!

It was so shocking to witness this moment with my own eyes.

and……

Different from Sheriff George, the one in front of him is more ferocious and terrifying.

Like...an evil spirit crawling out of hell.

However, this kind of devil George is more familiar with his other self.

Punisher.

When this name appeared in the mouth of Devil George, Sheriff Frank gradually realized the scale of the problem.

So……

Now comes the problem.

There is George and Frank in this city now, so...

Could there be two more Gwens?!

Then this problem will become bigger and bigger, and there will be more and more troubles.

at the same time.

Jessica Campbell and Falcon Junior were sent away by Sheriff Frank.

Two girls were walking on a street in Brooklyn.

Jessica Campbell doesn't often go out at night. Normally she should be in the school dormitory at this time.

At most, he patrols as a student council member.

If she didn't go to school, of course she would be at home. She should be sleeping at this time.

And it’s such a novel experience.

to be honest……

This is the first time since she awakened her superpowers.

Although Jessica Campbell remained excited, she couldn't like the woman next to her.

The Falcon, who came from SHIELD to support him, was somewhat neurotic in Jessica Campbell's eyes.

Just now, he drew his gun when he had a disagreement, but now... he acts like nothing happened just now.

It was obvious that the two of them were just about to fight.

"I'm hungry."

That's what Junior said.

"When I came here, I was thinking about what I wanted to eat, a burger or a pizza?!"

"It smells really good, let's go take a look."

Junior put on an expectant expression.

In fact.

She just smelled it and understood that it was the taste of some kind of food.

But.

Whether it's sweet or smelly, these senses don't exist.

To be more precise, the excellence of the Falcon Project even prevented her from thinking about "distinguishing the taste".

There is only a distinction between "dangerous" or "not dangerous".

Just like Director Carter of S.H.I.E.L.D. said, even if Falcon is "bored", he won't be in such a mood.

Everything is just imitation.

"Pretending."

Junior's attitude obviously displeased Jessica Campbell.

"The smell is obviously bad."

As soon as Jessica Campbell said something, Junior had already ran out.

"You come back..."

"That's not a hotel. This is a residential area. Are you going to... force your way in?!"

Jessica Campbell raised her nose and wrinkled her beautiful brows.

She really doesn't want to get close.

But……

Junior had already rushed over to a small house at the end of the street with a face filled with anticipation.

It's like...

The building is no different from Sheriff George's house, not a store with a sign.

Um……

However, Jessica and Junior both said seriously that this taste was indeed food.

It's strange why there is such a smell at night.

"Someone is...cooking?!"

…

Brooklyn.

From the outside, this place is no different from other buildings with courtyards.

It's late at night.

A peculiar smell wafted out of the window of this house.

However……

With such a complex taste, it was strange that it didn't offend the neighbors next door.

seem……

The purple-haired man standing in front of the cooking pot has some way of blocking other people.

Let all the bastards in this neighborhood who might come to cause trouble shut up.

And now he is making soup.

"Eight tears are the guide."

"One drop of raw tears, two cents of old tears, three points of bitter tears, four tears of regret, five inches of tears of lovesickness."

He stirred the spoon and muttered.

It can be seen that his frown expresses confusion. This soup...

"Crying during illness at six feet, crying at separation at seven feet, eight..."

"wrong!"

The originally promised eight-flavor ingredients were missing because of that silly woman.

Now……

What's more, Kaiyou was extremely irritable because of the inappropriate tears.

He couldn't remember how long he had been there.

He was stumped by a soup recipe and couldn't cook it correctly.

even……

He actually couldn't even get started.

He has looked for many alternatives, but none of them are right.

This thing... a pot of light yellow soup boiling in front of me, can it be regarded as cooking?!
To be continued...