[Comprehensive] sense of existence

The only thought Arale had before she lost consciousness was to be sure!Be sure to fall into the arms of the professor!

Later, she stood in front of the professor, calculated the time, angle and posture of falling, and then completely gave up the control over her body hollowed out by mental power.

I don't know if he was carried away by the professor in the end.

Arale's eyelids moved, and the thoughts that had been stuck in the dark began to creak and turn rusty.

emptiness.

This is the only feeling she feels right now.

It's as if all the spirit has been pulled away, leaving only an empty body, lightly, blank.All memories are reduced to zero, and finally return to nothingness.

wrong.If you look through your memory carefully, you can still remember it.

The picture is played frame by frame.

First, I was taken to Arkham...Meet a pervert with a prairie above her head...The soul stone appeared...I was taken to high altitude by the second-year illness of collecting scrap iron...

then……

Although the hollowed out body looks like a walking dead, the intuition of being a mutant is still there.Just like someone is staring at her now, she can still feel it.

Arale opened her eyes.

Deadpool was facing her with a hood on his face.

"You finally woke up."

"who are you?"

Deadpool who hasn't breathed a sigh of relief: Huh?

Alale looked at him expressionlessly, completely opposite to his usual lively look: "Where is this?"

Deadpool covered his cheeks with both hands, making a frightened expression.

Later, he grabbed Arale's left hand and said affectionately: "This is our family, I am your father."

Arale: "..."

She closed her eyes again.

Deadpool poked her arm: "Why did you fall asleep again?"

"Because I don't want to face reality."

She turned silently and refused to communicate with this guy.

"Don't someone want to know what happened after passing out?" Deadpool returned to the chin resting position and asked lazily.

"..."

Arale turned back again.

"Where am I dizzy?" She put her hands on her cheeks, looking at Deadpool expectantly like a young girl.

Deadpool seemed to have seen through her dirty thoughts, and shook his head while tsk-tsk said: "Congratulations, you are in Charles' arms."

Arale suddenly felt a little excited.

But she still coughed twice pretending to be reserved, and said solemnly: "I was really dizzy at that time."

"I know. Otherwise, I wouldn't let you succeed." Deadpool leaned limply on the edge of the bed, and opened a celebration firework for her, "Charles still carried you back to X Academy, are you happy?"

Arale pressed the corner of her raised lips: "It's okay."

Deadpool glanced at her, and said angrily: "...When you say this, can you take back the smug expression first?"

"...I've tried my best."

Knowing that her last wish before fainting had been fulfilled, Arale felt extremely happy.Then Deadpool poured another basin of cold water to wake her up.

"Magneto has been captured."

It's time to catch it!Treat her so badly, if you don't catch him, catch who!Arale expressed her absolute support with a face full of resentment.

"The clown and Harley Quinn have escaped."

The clown, that scumbag, is so perverted that he still thinks of taking Harley away?

Arale: "No, isn't there a bomb on Harry's neck?"

"Maybe it was intercepted by black technology." Deadpool spread his hands, "They took advantage of the chaos and escaped after you showed your power."

When mentioning about her, Arale rubbed her nose in embarrassment: "Really? Haha...haha..."

Deadpool rolled his eyes: "Can you be embarrassed in another way when you are guilty?"

Alale withdrew her hand touching her nose, and asked nonchalantly, "And then? Is there anything else going on?"

"It's nothing serious." Deadpool shrugged, "It's just that the government came to you a few times."

"..."

Arale twitched the corner of her mouth: "Damn it, can you mention this earlier."

She seemed to be affected by Magneto's words, grabbed the corner of the quilt nervously, and asked in a low voice: "Are they going to take me back for experiments?"

Deadpool shook his head, and gave Alale a wave of popular science about the world situation.

"Do you think they can justly arrest you for experiments? You didn't kill people, and you didn't destroy the world. The reason is not valid. The forced arrest is to declare war on the X-Men led by Charles. There are so many aliens and villains now. Superheroes are too busy to let go of the X-Men."

In this hybrid world, the status of the X-Men is much higher, and this is the most favorable card that Charles now holds in his hands when dealing with the government.

"They came here to force Charles to sign an agreement." Deadpool eavesdropped on the corner and heard it clearly, and told Arale the meaning.

"What agreement?" Arale frowned, always feeling familiar.

"It's just replaying a lot of sabotage done by the X-Men before, especially you—" Deadpool intentionally elongated his voice, pointing his finger at her, "You dangerous element that may explode at any time, and Phoenix Girl, I said that you two are too dangerous, and after talking for a long time, I told the X-Men to follow the government's command in all future actions, Barabara."

This process sounds more and more like the method they used for the Avengers.

She never thought that one day she would have the same risk factor as Phoenix Girl. Before she had time to feel the feeling of being treated specially, Alale skipped this link and asked, "And then? Has the professor signed it?"

"He said he would think about it... Hey, why did you get out of bed?"

After hearing this, Arale couldn't lie down a little bit. Regardless of Deadpool's dissuasion, she muttered something, and she lifted the quilt to find Charles.

The bare soles of her feet stepped on the floor, it was cold, she shivered a little, probably because the cleaning staff put it away for the past few days when she was lying down, she turned around and couldn't find the slippers, so she decided to run with bare feet go out.

Deadpool hurriedly grabbed her; "Running out like this, you think I'm taking advantage of others to seduce/rape you, can you get dressed...it's okay to change into my shoes... oh, I'll go..."

Before running to the door, the door opened.

Charles appeared at the door.

The sleeves of the pajamas that Arale put on while she was in a coma were almost pulled into noodles by the two of them.

As soon as Deadpool saw Charles' gaze fell on the hand that was pulling his sleeve, he quickly let go and raised his hands, "I didn't do anything."

Being bounced back by the clothes, Arale shook her sleeves, put on her pajamas again, and smiled guiltyly: "Professor...you are here."

With some light meals in his arms, Charles obviously sensed the movement happening here.

His eyes moved away and landed on Alale's feet, and he said lightly: "Go back to bed."

... Alale obediently climbed onto the bed, and got under the quilt, revealing only a small face with a pointed chin.

Seeing this situation, Deadpool, who was in an extremely complicated mood, said bitterly: "If I knew it earlier, I would have made you roll on the ground with bare feet. I've talked dry, so it's not as effective as someone else's words... I'm so mad! No matter what!" I'm leaving!"

After staying with the bed for a while and seeing someone come to take over, Deadpool is not the kind of guy who doesn't wink. He turned his back to Charles and winked at Ala Lei for a long time, and finally turned around, pretending to be very angry at being disregarded by his friends. , snorted heavily and left angrily.

Alale watched him leave the room, waved a small handkerchief in her heart, turned her head to look at Charles anxiously again, and explained: "A teacher for one day and a friend for life, I don't have to listen to anyone, but I also have to listen to the teacher ……Ha ha……"

Charles drove the wheelchair to the side of the bed closest to Alale, and put the plate containing the food on the bedside table beside him. There was no smile on Alale's face that Alale usually saw, and his expression was a little cold.

This made Arale even more worried. She rolled her eyes, and asked the least risky question, "Well... how long have I been asleep?"

"Three days."

Alale rubbed her flat stomach again, and muttered to herself: "No wonder I feel my body is being hollowed out... It turns out that there is really nothing left in my stomach—"

"It was hollowed out because your mental power was too weak." Charles pursed the corners of his lips and explained helplessly, "The Mind Gem has strengthened your mental power and greatly improved your mental power, and you have used it too much forcibly. , after it takes away what it gave you, what you over-consume is your own mental power."

Fainting is also the consequence of excessive use of mental power.

With such an explanation, Arale really felt that something was missing in her mind.

"It turns out that the Soul Stone still has this function... so where is it now?"

Charles: "Taken over by S.H.I.E.L.D."

He stopped mentioning these unimportant things, stretched out his hand, and put his warm palm on Arale's forehead.

Lifting her hand, she could smell the refreshing aroma of the hand sanitizer on the professor's wrist. Alale sniffed it hard, thinking that she must go to the toilet in the X Academy more often in the future.

When Charles touched Arale's forehead, he noticed that she hadn't been quiet for a few seconds, the tip of her nose kept moving back and forth as if smelling delicious chicken legs, her face was smiling uncontrollably, her eyes narrowed as if Very satisfied.

It became his familiar appearance again, and Charles lowered his eyes and seemed to be touched somewhere in his heart, and forgot to let go for a while.

After waiting for a while, while he was still taking the temperature, Arale felt a little strange, blinked and looked at Charles.

"Did I still catch a cold while I was in a coma?"

Charles, who was distracted, moved his hand away calmly, and explained, "Just in case."

"Oh..." Alale nodded obediently, recalling the conversation with Deadpool just now, grabbed Charles' hand that had not been put back, and asked nervously, "Did you sign that agreement?"

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Charles: I saw Deadpool picking your clothes when I walked in.

Arale: This is a misunderstanding...

Charles: I'm very angry.

Arale: Listen to me explain——

Deadpool: Yes, let us explain—

Charles: I don't listen to explanations.

Ala Lei: Then how can you relieve your anger?

Charles: Let me go over your clothes again.

Arale: ...

Charles: Otherwise, you can pick mine.

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