They had been strolling through the park for over half an hour, but they had only covered half the distance.
Blindspot was in high spirits; before, it had always been just him, which was nothing special.
But now, the experience of strolling through the park with a girl was completely different. Holding her warm little hand and catching the scent of her perfume, he felt as if time were flying by!
May's heartbeat would speed up and then steady; the rhythm was very peculiar. There was a special scent about her, and he had no idea what brand of perfume she was using.
Mark fell into sweet contemplation, pressing his phone with one hand in his pocket: "Natalie, can you still eat salmon that's been marinated for too long?"
"Damn virgin, can't you be a bit bolder and more direct?!"
May, standing beside him, was gnashing her teeth in frustration. After walking for so long, her ankles were a bit sore, and she was exhausted.
Most importantly, her effective duration was shortening, and she was worried that she wouldn't be able to carry out the crucial step later.
They finally managed to walk out of another entrance of the park.
May deliberately wiped the fragrant sweat from her face and said to Mark charmingly: "We've been walking for too long, and I'm a bit hot. How about we find a place to rest?"
Mark's ears twitched slightly. As sound was transmitted and received, the people and objects within a five-hundred-meter radius became clearly visualized in his mind.
"No problem."
Mark, feeling confident, nodded and said: "The bench nearby is nice. We can sit down for a rest and enjoy tonight's moon together."
"Hey! You blind man, you're suggesting we watch the moon together?!"
May's face stiffened for a second, but she quickly recovered. Regardless of whether she was being modest enough, she pointed a slender finger in a certain direction.
"The moon can be enjoyed every night, but the time spent with you isn't something I have every day. Mark, how about we go inside to rest? It'll be cooler with the air conditioning."
The place she pointed to was, in fact, a star-rated hotel—the only one in all of Rendell Town.
"This—"
Mark seemed a bit surprised by her initiative and stammered: "Are you sure? I mean, you still have a lot of scenes left..."
Blindspot was very confident in his physique.
May looked up at him and whispered softly: "Heehee, don't you want to?"
Mark nodded decisively: "No, I'd love to!"
"Hmph, got him!"
A flash of triumph crossed May's eyes. She coyly took Mark's strong arm and said as they walked: "Dear Mark, I swear, it's just for a little rest, really. We can watch TV, chat, and not do anything else."
The two of them walked quickly into the hotel.
From far away, in mid-air, Shawn and Mira were watching the show, finding it quite interesting.
Mira: "Interesting, this is really fun to watch!"
The TV drama was acted out, and so were they.
A combination of a young Superhuman and a beautiful woman was something usually only seen in major Vought Entertainment productions.
A reality show was, of course, more pleasing to the eye and more realistic.
"Alright, alright."
Shawn looked much calmer and said: "I thought a forbidden scene was going to play out, but it seems Mark is still quite smart."
...
Inside the room, even the lighting was an ambiguous shade of pink.
Mark swore he hadn't done anything; he was being forced.
They hadn't been sitting on the edge of the soft bed for long before May groaned about her sore waist and numb legs, then proceeded to pin him underneath her.
The bed sank down at an unnatural angle.
Mark's hands were gently pinned behind his head, and his shirt buttons were undone. He looked up at May, slightly nervous: "I, I don't think I'm ready yet."
"Little cutie, how long do you want to keep me waiting?"
One of May's hands gently stroked Blindspot's solid chest, while the other held down his palms.
May bit her red lips, leaned down toward Mark's young face, and said in a cloying voice: "I'm a fan of Superman, just like you. As long as you promise to bring me some of Superman's personal items in the future, I'm yours tonight!"
"Ooh~!"
Mark panted: "You're very interested in Mr. Superman?"
May: "Of course, no one can resist Superman's charm. That's the reason I took this role."
As she spoke, her fingers slowly circled, and she breathed lightly into Mark's ear: "Will you promise me or not~!"
"No problem."
Mark's face flushed red: "I have Mr. Superman's autograph. Is that enough?"
"That works, little cutie." May's eyes lit up. "Is there anything else more private?"
Mark: "Nothing else."
May scratched him lightly: "Really?"
Mark took a breath and racked his brain: "The House of Superman has a room specifically prepared for Mr. Superman. It's usually taken care of by an internal superhero butler, and outsiders aren't allowed in. Supergirl visited once last time; there might be some of their personal items inside."
"Really?"
May paused, very interested: "Which superhero butler is in charge of it?"
Mark: "Heh, it's me."
"You're not being good."
She hadn't expected that asking one more question would lead to such a surprise. Her luck was just too good!
"Mark, I don't want to be a thief."
May suppressed her pounding heart and said, pretending to be casual: "We're fans of Mr. Superman, so we can't do bad things. How about you take me to visit it when you're free?"
Mark let out a sigh of relief: "May, you are so understanding."
Having obtained such unexpected information so quickly, May gave him a sultry look and leaned down gently: "Heh, here is your reward."
Suddenly, Mark said softly: "Do you find it exciting too?"
May was confused: "What?"
Mark said in a muffled voice: "Your heart is beating very fast. When you said the word 'Superman' just now—oh, it's beating even faster now."
"Damn disabled person..."
May was truly startled, but seeing the young body beneath her and noting no other reaction, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
May stroked Mark's face affectedly: "Don't speak. There isn't much time. Tonight, I'll teach you a new lesson in life."
Just one night, and she had completed most of the mission, and could even play a 'chicken dinner' game on the side. Her life was basically cheating!
Just as she was about to indulge herself.
"Gurgle~~!"
A slight and familiar sound came from her digestive tract.
"Oh no!"
"Continuous concentration and excitement have shortened my time!"
May's expression changed drastically. She jumped off Mark in a rush and hurriedly put on her shoes.
Mark was stunned: "May, what's wrong?"
May gave Mark a forced smile: "I just remembered there's something very important I need to handle immediately. Sorry, dear, let's save this wonderful time for later. See you tomorrow!"
After saying this, she rushed out of the room without looking back and soon disappeared into the hallway.
Mark slowly sat up from the bed, his expression unchanged.
Because he was blind.
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