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In the evening, after Juan completed today's aid work, Saitama and Parker also left the food supply point and headed to their accommodation for the night.

"I heard from Stark that the new Brooklyn will take a while to be repaired, but he found us a good place to live."

"It seems that we are still dealing with some property rights issues with others, and we will be able to move in soon."

“The rent is also very cheap.”

Parker and Saitama crossed the ruins, and they gradually entered an area of ​​relatively well-preserved buildings.

"Al isn't going to kick us out suddenly, is he?"

Saitama still remembered that at noon today, Deadpool sent a text message inviting Parker and himself to live with him temporarily.

At least until the new place is ready, keep it that way.

"I think the old lady is quite nice, so I probably won't."

Parker said easily as he and Saitama walked through the dark streets and arrived in front of Al's apartment.

This place is surprisingly well-preserved. If you look at this place alone, it would be hard to believe that Brooklyn had experienced the disaster of the feathered serpent.

"Eh……"

"I doubt..."

Saitama pressed the doorbell of Al's apartment dejectedly.

The shaky doorbell was actually not destroyed by the feathered serpent's mental power.

"Who!"

The door suddenly opened, and a head wearing sunglasses poked out from behind the door.

"Uh, hello Al..."

"It's me and Saitama."

Parker was startled by Al's sudden roar.

"come in."

Al opened the door slightly, and the dim light came out, which seemed particularly bright in the darkness.

Saitama followed Parker and entered the house.

"Hey~"

"Little Spider and Little Baldhead~"

As soon as they entered, they saw Deadpool sitting at the dining table, cheering with his hands spread out. It seemed that he was looking forward to the arrival of the two of them.

"Go wash your hands."

"Dinner is ready on the table."

Al ignored Saitama and Parker. He left the porch with a hunched back, returned to the sofa in the living room, and continued to watch the popular "The Gifted", also known as "The Gifted".

Under her cold appearance, her old heart resonates with the heroine in the play, recalling the difficult past.

"I'll tell you..."

"That damn old woman actually made dinner with her own hands today..."

"I feel like she likes you very much..."

Deadpool welcomed the two of them to the dining table, straightened his body, and whispered quietly into their ears.

"To shut up!"

"You damn bitch should have a good meal, why is there all this nonsense!"

"Although it was not easy for you to survive that disaster, don't think that I will care about you!"

Even though she was a few meters away from Deadpool, Al still heard Deadpool's whisper. She turned around while sitting on the sofa and yelled at the restaurant.

"Let's eat quickly."

"welcome."

Seeing that Al was so irritable, Deadpool did not continue to play around. He suddenly became serious and raised the tumbler on the table to greet Parker and Saitama.

The transparent liquid in the glass was sloshing, and bubbles were constantly rising. If you didn't know Deadpool well, you might even think that the sippy glass was filled with champagne.

"Thank you for hospitality."

"Thank you for hospitality."

Saitama and Parker simultaneously raised the sharp glasses on the table, paid tribute to Deadpool, and then drank the liquid in the glasses together.

"Um……"

"Why do I feel like this is the Mountain Dew in our store..."

"The taste is so complex..."

Saitama squinted his eyes and made a questioning sound. Seeing that Deadpool had raised his glass so solemnly just now, he took another sip to confirm whether he had made a mistake. As a result, he instantly had a new experience.

"No, I feel more like Sprite."

"It's still the kind of thing where the bubbles run out after being idle for a day."

Parker picked up the gorgeous wine glass and looked carefully, feeling deceived.

"Don't panic, everyone, that's just the special tune I use to welcome you two."

"The highlight is next, the food cooked by Al himself."

Deadpool didn't explain what he put into the wine glass, but just pushed a few plates forward a little in the center of the dining table.

Then several plates of paste material made of unknown ingredients appeared in front of Saitama and Parker, exuding a strange food smell, which reminded them of the relief food provided by Juan.

"I……"

Parker raised the spoon in his hand, hesitating. As soon as he saw the mush, he recalled the weird texture of the soup.

"Let me try."

Saitama, on the other hand, took the first bite without any scruples. For him, it didn't matter whether the food was delicious or not, as long as it could fill his stomach.

"Hmm~"

“Yummy~”

The result was unexpected. After swallowing it, Saitama suddenly had stars twinkling in his eyes.

The rich taste overflowed in his mouth. The minced meat and gravy were mixed with the refreshing taste of vegetable juice, and the faint milky flavor served as an embellishment, which raised the whole paste to another level. In terms of experience, he felt that this paste was not It's inferior to the pizza made by Juan himself.

"Really……?"

Parker hesitated and took a spoonful. When he put the paste into his mouth, he had the same reaction as Saitama, saying that the paste made by Al was very delicious.

They then tried several other mushy meals and all received positive reviews.

"Humph."

While the three of them were chatting and laughing while eating, the old woman wearing sunglasses in the living room also nodded slightly and smiled.

"Remember to wash the plates and cutlery!"

Al raised his head and shouted into the restaurant, his voice much gentler than usual.

"Okay, damn old woman~"

"Okay, Al~"

"We're washing, Al."

Three busy figures gathered in front of the sink, passing each other from time to time, handing clean plates into the cupboard.

It wasn't until the screening of "The Gifted" that Al was watching ended that they just finished packing and came to the corridor.

"There is a free room at Little Spider's place. You can sleep with Little Baldhead."

"But there are no beds for you, so you can only sleep on the floor."

"Or...if you want to sleep with me, you can~"

Deadpool opened a door. There were many sundries inside, and dust would rise up if he flicked it.

"No, I don't want to."

To Deadpool's surprise, after Parker saw what was going on inside the house, he turned around and entered Deadpool's house, took out his sofa and placed it in his own house.

"Saitama, let's squeeze in together tonight and sleep here."

Parker simply cleaned the sofa and wiped away the food residue and some yellow stains. Afterwards, it actually looked like what happened.

Saitama looked at the narrow sofa and hesitated. He always felt that it was not enough for two people to sleep, but he did not want to sacrifice himself to share the bed with Deadpool.

"No, you don't have to squeeze with Spider-Man that bald guy over there."

"You can sleep in the living room."

"Here, I'll give you a quilt."

At this time, Al appeared behind everyone holding two stacks of clean quilts. Everyone was stunned for a moment, and there was silence for a while.

Al squeezed in between the three of them and slowly handed one of the quilts to Parker, and the other to Saitama.

"Oh!"

"Damn it!"

"When did the damn old woman become so kind?"

Deadpool was so frightened by the sudden appearance of Al that he calmed down for a long time before finally saying this.

Al didn't respond to Deadpool's complaints. He just glared at him with scarlet eyes under his sunglasses, then walked to the living room and helped Saitama spread the quilt.

"Thank you, Al."

Saitama lay down on the sofa, with the soft quilt covering him, giving him the illusion of being at home, so he took the initiative to say thank you to Al before turning off the lights.

"You're welcome, Baldhead."

When she opened the door, Al was lying on the bed and browsing the latest news on her iPad. After taking off her sunglasses, she raised her head and stared at Saitama, speaking in a tough-guy tone.