Peter was still completely unaware of what was happening in the Universe.
By the time he left Felicia's apartment, the sky was already starting to brighten.
It was only because he had the Horse Talisman with him that he didn't feel tired no matter how hard he worked.
Anyone else, even a superhero, would never be able to withstand such physical exhaustion.
After leaving Felicia's house, Peter first went to S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters.
The result he got, however, was...
"Unfortunately, Lady Sif is not at S.H.I.E.L.D."
Hill shrugged at him with a helpless look on her face:
"To be precise, she hasn't been back to headquarters for nearly a week; she's been taking missions non-stop."
At this point, her tone couldn't help but take on a hint of teasing:
"It looks like our Lord Director really hurt that goddess's feelings this time~"
"It's not good for you to pry too much into your superior's gossip."
Peter joked with Hill with an indifferent look.
"Watch out, or I'll fire you."
"Really?" Hill winked at Peter somewhat playfully:
"If you can find another secretary who is as hardworking, responsible, and never interferes with your daily life as I am... I'd be happy to step back to the second line."
"Alright, Ms. Maria, you win!" Peter made a gesture of surrender, then looked Hill up and down with an aggressive gaze and said:
"Maybe I should have used a different way to threaten you? For example... watch out for playing with fire! After all, your boss is very energetic~!"
This time, Hill finally felt something strange; she subconsciously covered her chest, looking vigilant.
Her reaction made Peter show a winner's smile:
"I forgot to remind you that to me, there's no difference between everyone in this World being dressed or not...
Hmm~ Who would have thought? Agent Maria, who looks so cold and abstinent, actually wears such avant-garde outfits. Lace style, I like it~"
After saying this, Peter laughed and left the office before the folder could hit his face.
Emmm, I have to say, people do need some constraints after all.
Take Peter for example; ever since he confirmed through Sif that Gwen and Felicia weren't overly concerned about his philandering, he felt like he was losing his filter more and more.
However... this might also have to do with the fact that Agent Maria's looks were indeed top-tier.
Agent Maria, I see you've still got that charm~!
Behind Peter, Maria Hill picked up the folder from the floor, and then, her fingers unnaturally adjusted the edge of her underwear.
He could actually see!
If he could see what style of underwear she was wearing, wouldn't that mean he could also see...
At this thought, two rare blushes climbed onto Maria Hill's pretty face...
...
"Go to Sif's side."
Being too lazy to find out exactly where Sif was on her mission, Peter simply activated the eye of aurora again.
Japan, Yamaguchi-gumi headquarters.
Amidst a floor of severed limbs, Sif was sitting in the seat once occupied by the boss of the Yamaguchi-gumi, tasting Japan's top-tier sake.
Tossing aside the sake, Sif drew her rapier, preparing to head to the next mission location.
Just then, a spatial fluctuation abruptly came from behind her.
This fluctuation was completely undetectable to mortals, but she was an exceptionally gifted Asgardian after all, so she reacted instantly.
Without a second thought, she thrust her sword.
But to Sif's utter astonishment, the sword she thrust was actually caught firmly between two fingers!
And no matter how much strength she used, she couldn't move it forward an inch.
"You actually wiped out this entire place? Nicely done! Maybe I should give you a little reward!"
After landing, Peter looked at the Gangsters lying all over the floor, and his impression of Sif improved significantly.
On the other side, after Sif saw that the newcomer was actually Peter, her eyes visibly wavered.
For a moment, she really wanted to throw herself into Peter's arms and act spoiled, just like the Earth girls she had seen.
But she forced herself to hold back. She was Sif, a Valkyrie destined to enter Valhalla; how could she act like a weak little girl?
So, after taking a deep breath, she spoke in what she thought was a cold tone:
"What are you doing here? Aren't you going to accompany your two little girlfriends?"
"I've already accompanied them; now it's your turn."
Peter's direct words made Sif both happy and sad.
She was happy, naturally, because Peter still remembered her.
As for the sadness... as a dignified goddess, was she destined to be ranked behind those two Earthlings?
While Sif was in a complicated mood and didn't know how to answer, Peter suddenly leaned into her ear and said:
"Aren't you going to put your sword down? Is this how you treat your sweetheart?"
Sif's pretty face turned red; she didn't reply, but simply lowered her sword.
Seeing this, Peter simply took her hand to the side... Seeing the blood around.
He sighed and then simply used the eye of aurora again:
"Go to my bedroom."
In the blink of an eye, the two appeared in the luxury manor Peter had just recently acquired.
After letting Sif sit down first, Peter spoke in a soft voice:
"I think we should have a good talk. You've stayed on Earth for so long for me without a single word of complaint; I think you've gradually accepted life on Earth."
Hearing this, Sif's body visibly stiffened, and she couldn't help but say:
"So, you... you agree to be my husband?"
Peter's expression was still a bit speechless, but after a moment, he finally nodded:
"But the premise is that you must put away your goddess act and stop causing trouble for Gwen and Felicia from now on.
If you really don't want to meet them, you can avoid them as much as possible.
I won't force you to live under the same roof as them, but I won't allow you to keep causing them trouble."
Hearing this, Sif instinctively wanted to argue back, but noticing Peter's unquestionable gaze, she finally muttered:
"I understand."
"Very good!" Peter patted Sif's head with satisfaction, deciding to continue the "slap then a sweet date" style to the end:
"As a reward for being obedient, I've decided that from now on, I'll set aside one day a week to practice combat with you and help you improve your strength quickly."
Hearing this, Sif, who was still somewhat reluctant, had her eyes light up instantly.
She seemed even happier than when she heard Peter was willing to be her husband:
"Are you serious? You'll practice combat with me until you beat me so hard I can't even lift a finger?"
Peter: ...
Wait, girl, are you a masochist?
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