Chapter 185: He Can Always Fix Them

Disclaimer: This chapter contains NSFW Scenes

All characters involved in them are above the age of consent.

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Hector P.O.V.

I teleport Harley with me to the Space Station, and we lewdly hold hands while walking down the hallways. Harley hums a song while swinging my connected arm back and forth.

"Are you really good?" She suddenly asks, turning her head to look at my face

"About the Emma thing? Yeah. It was literally what I expected to happen." I shrug truthfully. "It is even a little refreshing… for some reason." My words make Harley laugh.

"People feel relieved when they finally win after a losing streak; I guess the opposite can be true… Losing after winning so much must keep life interesting." She gives me a teasing smile. "But in my opinion, you didn't even play… If you just-"

"Okay…" I interrupt; I heard those words before. "My choice was made, and I will not change my stance on how I approach women outside our… little circle. You guys are tied to me for life; I can give my all to make you all happy as an atonement for putting you in this situation…"

"It is not any horrible life sentence." She rolls her eyes

"I know, but you get what I mean… To other people, it is different. Relationships are complicated; difficulties and problems will appear eventually to try to crack it. Better create a sturdy foundation now, in the beginning."

"By putting it through a trial by fire. Forging it with the hottest flames you can create… by acting as the worst you can be from the get-go." She mocks with a clenched fist, trying to narrate it epically. "You make it more complicated than needed to create this etest artificial test in the beginning."

"I do not act bad…" I defend myself. "I even make myself clear that it is not as bad as it looks."

"And it will fall on deaf ears… No one will believe the guy who is keeping multiple women around that he is not a player."

"And that is a reasonable consequence that I accept," I say magnanimously, joking a little. "But seriously, Harley… the more people added, the more complex it will be, and the greater the chances of problems happening. An outsider who didn't think much about it and is not ready to commit can derail things."

"Like some woman trying to take you for herself, thinking that she can show you that she is enough and make you discard the rest of us." She suddenly guesses, showing her smarts.

"That is one of the possibilities, yes. Some people will not be happy, but they think they can eventually be, and they never really do… You get what I mean!" I rant a little. As an overthinker who has observed all kinds of relationships around the world, I can simulate a lot of scenarios in my head.

"Yeah, yeah… therapist, remember? What you are describing is pretty common with couples that try to open their marriages."

"Exactly. I don't want anyone to be pressured like 'Oh my god, everyone has a piece of Eidolon, I can't be the only one that is out'."

"I can see something like that happen." She taps her lips with the tip of her finger while putting on a contemplative expression.

"In the end, in matters of relationships, my biggest priority is the ones that I am already dating. It is, and it will always be like that. No other woman is more important, no matter what." Suppose others are added eventually, great. But my efforts will be on the ones that I already have.

"Ownt~, aren't you cute?" She squeezes my cheek

"Bare minimum, no?"

I've been a harem fan since I got sad for the losing heroines after reading so many manga endings. Nisekoi still hurts a little… But even I, an Harem defender, have a problem with many of the harems out there.

It is the way the conquered girls are thrown a little to the side for the sake of the newer ones. Those guys' objective seems to be always adding more and more…

Life is not a game where the conquered woman becomes a boring NPC repeating the same lines after you complete her route, you know?

Of course, from a narrative perspective, I understand that screen time isn't the same as how much the guy values his harem members, but anyway…

It still annoys me a little. As a reader, I always wanted to see more romantic dates after the relationship started! There are still things to develop, bastards! I want to see the day-to-day life of people in a relationship! It does not need to end with the "Yes" or The Kiss"!

Luckily, romance manga develop in that direction, and the authors stop teasing us and solve this issue. But most harems are still slop…

That is why I am chill… Love my girls, take care of them, and the rest… if they come, they come… it helps that I am incredibly attractive and all that. Not even being narcissistic, only realistic. I don't need all that effort to add more girls.

One day I will be more active, maybe in other universes, maybe when I become a real Harem Master… For now, this is my modus operandi.

"I see, I see. I thought that you were afraid that you couldn't deal with all of us~" She nods her head in understanding, a small smirk on her painted lips.

"..." I slowly turn my eyes to look down at her. "I expected a more subtle manipulation tactic coming from someone with a PhD in psychology," I comment with a low, deep voice.

She twirls the tip of one of her twintails with a finger, pursing her lips in a nonchalant expression. "What matters is that work." She says in a bratty voice

"..." My eyes narrow. "Consider yourself successful then." It is my only warning before attacking.

My free hand goes to her face; thumb, index, and middle finger grabbing her jaw and pulling her to me as my own face goes to claim her lips.

"Mppfh! Mmmmm~" Her surprise lasts nothing, as she quickly starts reciprocating, opening her lips more and using her tongue to meet mine.

Our kiss is sloppy and lewd in a way that only a very intimate couple can do.

She lets go of my hand to run her fingers through my hair, and of course, I use my own fingers to squeeze her ass, my digits sinking into her soft, half-exposed asscheeks like they are dough.

It doesn't matter if her body is firm thanks to the procedure; to me, she is as soft as some girl who has never stepped in a gym.

"Hmmm~ Ahn!" She moans in my mouth as I massage her booty in a way that is only effective by yours truly.

Interrupting our liplock session and moving back a little, I smirk down at her. "You all can't even handle me yet, and you are here acting cheeky," I say, using hamon to make the sensation of my fingers on her skin really pleasurable.

Her booty shorts offer no protection, so my attack easily breaches her defenses. Two hands on each cheek, fingers moving to the middle, creeping closer and closer to her asscrack, teasing the edge of her holes as I pull her pillowy ass apart.

"I thought that it was obvious, but I always held back."

"Mmm~ Pannacotta… you a-are cheating… Ah!" She protests weakly, face flushed and eyes hooded with pleasure. Even in this condition, she should understand that this couldn't feel this good.

"What? It is just my skills that I never bother to use because I didn't need to 'win'." I explain with a smile, "Do you know how many sex related powers I have? And till now I only used my super-senses, super stamina, knowledge of the human body, and big dick to win…"

Removing one hand from her ass, I bring it to her front and, with deliberate slowness, I bring the tip of my finger to poke her left nipple over the fabric of her clothes.

"!!!! Nnngh!" I can almost hear the buzzing sound of her body being electrocuted by the pleasure.

Even fully clothed, and even when it's just a simple touch, Harley stiffens, clenches her teeth, her eyes roll back a little, and her thighs clamp shut… She just cummed from that.

"Well, well… Can't handle a fun combination of powers?" I smirk; now my hand is just gently patting her ass and face as she comes back to reality. "Imagine if I used that one on my dick as I pound your cervix?" I give my most innocent smile while caressing her hair.

"..." Harley gulps loudly.

"I can add that power that connects one part of the body to another… it is not even that lewd, but I am good enough to link every millimeter of your vaginal walls with your clitoris… the feedback must go craaazy, huh? That while I increase your sensitivity by what? 10 times? Just to be safe… A hundred should kill you."

"It would be a good way to die…" She mutters dreamily.

I can't help but chuckle despite trying to be the one teasing her.

"Oh, you would like that?" Recovering my bearings, I spun her around and forced her onto the nearby wall. "I will give you a little taste then~" I whisper in her ear as I hug her from behind.

"Hng… Pannacotta… We have somewhere… to go… Hmm." With her hands on the wall, she pushes her ass back at me. Your words are not really convincing when you act like this, Harley.

"Jinx will not go anywhere, and a quickie is good for the healthy." I breathe on the crook of her neck, hands roaming her body using hamon, making her squirm as I remove her clothes. "Hm? Is this Pamela's smell? Are you guys fooling around without me?" I ask in a playful voice.

It is obvious that she has the smell of Pamela on her, but I want an excuse…

"Mm, we cuddle a lot… Ahn, but we don't do… Ah~ anything… it is not the same… Mmmmmm… it feels like something is lacking." She says between moans as I play with her body.

Whoa, so the Essence affects even existing relationships, huh?"

"Good… the best type of lesbian sex is the one that I am involved in." I comment with a nasty smirk

"Hehe, Shego has abad influence on yoooOoouu~."

"Nah, never a fan of Yuri in the first place," I reply by biting her earlobe. "And don't worry, I have what you guys are missing right here." I press my hard-on against her butt, and Harley doesn't waste time throwing it back in response.

Of course, I pull down her shorts and panties in one smooth motion, to expose her full backside to me. I am already very familiar with the bleached color and the tattoos on it. She changes them constantly, but my heroic symbol remains…

Pah

I can't help but slap the spiral, signaling my ownership over this ass. It jiggles under the impact, and Harley jerks forward, releasing another moan. With my powers, I can create a masochist by making them feel pleasure with pain… It is unnecessary with Harley, though.

My hands play with her butt a little more, teasing, exploring every inch.

"Now, which hole should I choose?" I hum as my fingertips tease both entrances, her twat already incredibly wet. "Ah, silly me… I don't need to choose." I scoff condescendingly.

Smirking, I also pull down my pants to free my cock, I mean… my two cocks.

"And you said what again? Something about being insecure about taking care of all of you?" My smirk grows as I beat her ass with my cocks.

With all my powers, I don't need to worry about her backdoor, so I can push forward simultaneously on both her holes that are already familiar with me, granting easy passage.

"OooOOooohh~" Pssssssss Harley cums again, going as far as squirting as her whole body convulses. If not for her fingers sinking into the wall, she would have fallen face first on the ground.

"C'mon… I just used a little of that fun combination on my dicks… If you cum with each thrust, you are gonna lose even more of your mind, my dear crazy clown." I tease while my hands caress the curves of her ass; all the trembling makes it ripple like crazy.

"DO IT! LITERALLY FUCK MY BRAINS OUT! GO ON, USE THOSE BITCHBREAKERS ON YOUR SLUTTY CLOWN!" To my surprise, she looks excited at the prospect, shakily moving her waist left and right to scratch her inner walls with my dicks

Well, no one even accused Harley of being normal.

I lean forward to whisper in her ear, pulling her so that her back touches my chest. "Geez, what a dirty mouth… I would sprout a cock on the wall to shut you up, but I want to kiss you."

"Mmmm~~ Mpph!" She turns her head to the side to kiss me as my hands fondle her breasts.

HonkHonk

Oh yeah, she has honking breasts, haha.

Clown girls are fun~

Honk HonkClapHonk HonkClapHonk HonkClapHonk HonkClapHonk HonkClap*

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Dr. Harleen Quinzel, aka Harley Quinn

The "quickie" was not so fast even though Hector mercilessly destroyed Harley with pleasure… Ten minutes is more than the average sex duration, but relatively, it is a short period of time for those superhumans who can go all night.

Being carried by Hector and with her back against a wall, Harley Quinn is just coming down from the high peak of pleasure; her body went limp for a moment, but he was there to catch her.

He is still inside her, stuffing both her holes, and that is the first thing Harley feels again when she comes back to the realm of living.

"You… you are a monster." She pants, strands of hair sticking to her sweaty face.

She can't believe only ten minutes of him getting a little serious got her like that.

"You are welcome." He smiles softly; the smirk he used to tease and fuck her into oblivion is gone. That is another thing she likes about him: he can give her the rough launching into the space of pleasure, but he will be the one to catch her softly as she falls back.

The palms that spanked her ass and pulled her hair are now caressing soothing circles on her skin, and the mouth that left hickeys on her collarbone and neck delivers a lovely peck on her lip.

"I can't feel my legs… let's stay like this for a while." Harley wraps her arms around his head and hugs him tight enough to force his face on the crook of her neck.

"Okay…" He says before laying feathery kisses on the same place he bit before.

The contrast is very big and equally pleasurable. Harley doesn't come down from an orgasm to cold ground, no… he is always there for the aftercare.

The hug is surprisingly loving and innocent despite the post-coitus situation, a standing cuddle more or less. Harley's fingers caress the back of his head as he supports her.

"You know what? I changed my mind… let me down." Harley struggles a little, and Hector lets her hop off him. His cock leaving her snatch and ass with a ploft sound, finally allowing his cum to use of her holes.

Her legs are still weak, so she immediately fell to her knees, but she doesn't care; she is exactly where she wants to stay.

"Hmm~ Take two for the price of one." She jokes while grabbing his two dicks.

Hector goes from a little worried to amused at her antics. "You are a nasty bitch." He shakes his head while looking down on her.

"You know I am~" She says with her face between the two dicks, alternating kisses between them. Harley doesn't care how dirty they are; she smears them all over her face, closing her eyes and basking in their warmth and scent.

"Well… the day I say no to a blwojob, I am probably a Skrull in disguise, so you are allowed to shoot me or something."

Jinx can wait ten more minutes.

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"Did anyone ever tell you how convenient your powers are?" Harley hums to herself as she smooths her clothes.

Despite acting like a nasty slut just a minute ago, her man just needed a wave of her hand and a gust of some shiny wind to make her as clean as a nun.

He chuckles hearing her. "I think I heard it once or twice…" He replies sarcastically, "That is the beauty of acquiring powers in a world where it is normal to have powers; not all of them are only good for fighting." He explains

"That is why you have those naughty-naughty powers, huh?" She gives him a sly smirk

He raises his hand in surrender. "I mean… Why not take it, right? If I even need… Not like I target erotic powers…"

"Uhum…" Harley holds back a laugh. "No need to explain yourself to me, Pannacotta. I am glad you did! Haha!" She clings to his arm, and in this way the two continue walking to their original destination.

'A little detour is nice.' Harley laughs in her mind, head resting on Hector's shoulder.

"We are here," Hector tells her as they arrive in front of a metal door.

Before they enter, as cautious as her man is, Hector operates the controls on the side of the door, and part of the wall above the buttons opens to reveal a screen.

From there, they can see the room's interior and how the woman inside is doing.

From an outside perspective, anyone would be expecting the Jinx girl to be restricted in a padded room, maybe with a straitjacket, but Harley knows Hector.

The room is incredibly nice. 𝘧𝓇ℯℴ𝓂

A fluffy bed, a TV, a fridge, and even a lot of electronic gadgets for her… That is not something anyone would do, because her file describes Jinx as a mechanical savant who specializes in creating weapons from scraps, like Tony Stark.

But Hector not only filled her room with electric appliances; he also gave her tools, gadgets, and even surplus material to keep her occupied.

Some would call it a dumb move by the cautious guy, but the fact that he has cameras in her room is enough proof that he has everything under control.

Her room is even decorated with plushies, cute stickers on the walls, a window to the universe (a screen, really), and bright colors.

It is not a prison, even if she can't leave.

"She is lying in ambush," Hector informs Harley, and looking at the screen, she can see that instead of sitting on her bed, Jinx is on o the edge of her room, curled into a ball and looking at the door with an intense gaze, a makeshift weapon in her hand.

"She is also naughty." Harley giggles, doubting that anything she can do can harm either of them at this point.

"Let me go first." Hector presses the password to open the door.

"My gentlemanly hero." Harley swoons playfully.

Tssss The doors open with a crispy sound, and Hector enters the room fearlessly.

BzztBangBangBoomBangBoomCrackWooshWooshBzzt

Flash

From her position behind him, Harley can't see it clearly, but she sees the blur of Hector's arms moving around and frustrating any attempts Jinx made to hurt them. The rest of his body is completely still, showing how unbothered he is by her "home alone" play.

It ends with him grabbing Jinx by her wrist and neck, her feet not touching the ground, after she tries to stab him instead of resorting to whatever steampunk toys she used before.

'Nothing beats a stabby-stabby approach…' Harley shrugs in her mind. 'And I guess that is the moment that I intervene and play the good cop.'

"Pannacotta, c'mon~ Let her go… She is only scared and careful. You would do the same in her situation." She steps over the shrapnel of a grenade and touches his arm.

She side-glances the struggling Jinx, and the girl looks back at him.

And look at this… Harley was ready for this, but it is like looking at a mirror.

Not the appearance, no… The two are a little similar indeed, but it is the eyes… Harley remembers seeing eyes like those in her reflection many times.

"I am not angry or anything… If I was not prepared for this, I would not let her have so many toys to play with." Hector shrugs and throws Jinx on her bed in a way that doesn't hurt her.

It looks harsh, but she is barefoot, and the ground is filled with dangerous objects of her own making.

"Be careful, she is fragile…" Harley jokes

"No, she is not," Hector answers immediately. Jinx doesn't know, but Harley understands it as praise.

Hector looks down, and all the trash on the ground starts moving together like a swarm of insects; they spin once around the room, collecting everything before flying to the trash bin.

"Hello, Jinx." Hector finally speaks, much softer now. "Sorry for taking too long to come here since the last time we met… I was busy doing some cleaning."

Harley almost laughs at that, knowing the cleaning he was doing around the world, but keeps her mouth shut.

"How have you been, Jinx? Are your accommodations to your liking?" Hector gestures around. "Sorry if it's a little… confined. I need to be careful after you blasted me with hundreds of bullets." He smiles coyly

"..." Jinx says nothing, only staring at him cautiously

With only that, Harley understands the difficulties of the path ahead. 'Nonverbal, huh? Or selective mutism?'

"Hiii~" Harley opens a big smile and steps forward while waving. She is acting silly, talking like Jinx is a kid on purpose, because one of two things is gonna happen.

Or Jinx is really in a bad place where they need to slow down and treat her like a child or…

…she will look at Harley like she is an idiot.

And the last one is exactly what Jinx does: she raises an eyebrow and shows judgmental eyes.

"Do you think I am retarded or something?"

'Oh! Combative are we, huh?' "You said no words and acted like a savage, lashing around unprovoked… I was treating you like a wild beast." Harley answers in the same energy, crossing her arms and scoffing

Jinx recoils, both offended and impressed by the retort in a similar tone.

"What the heck do you want me to do then? Play the good and well-behaved hostage?"

'Sassy, huh?' "It is more about what we want you not to do… and attacking people at first sight, by the way, is the wrong move. Is that hard not to do it? Are you capable of something so simple?" Harley challenges

"Maybe I will, maybe I will not… You will never know. Only when I already hit you." Jinx makes exaggerated gestures with her hand. "And it will be too late."

"At this point, you should know that is useless…" Harley points at the trash. "Why not try to be a good girl?"

"Me? A good girl? Haha!" Jinx scoffs, her laugh mixed with a choke.

Harley, noticing that, decides to change the mood of the topic a little. "Well, I only suggested that because you suck at being bad… look at this? Did you even try for realsies attacking us? Pathetic."

"What the heck is 'realsies'? And give me back my things, and you will see how bad I can be." Jinx retorts

"Hmpf, you had a lot of technology and just made some useless toys. If it was me, I would have blown up this room and escaped." Harley looks at her with contempt

"You are talking about explosions with me? ME?" Jinx shows an offended look. "If I told you the things I blew up, you would cry."

'Touching a sensitive subject without breaking down… so she can cope with humor.' "Whatever, who never blew up some child's hospital or two? I did that enough to know that it is an empty gesture… it lacks intimacy; even a clumsy idiot can make explosions. Have you ever kidnapped someone? That is personal, close…"

"Of course I did!" Jinx shoots up to her feet, standing on the bed.

"And then what? I bet you let them go."

"With three tons of emotional trauma!"

"..." On the side, Hector looks at the back-and-forth with a strange gaze, but finally interrupts. "Eeeh… At least you two are getting along? Bonding over… whatever this is…"

Harley's objective is accomplished; she got Jinx in the mood to engage in a conversation. They would get nowhere if she didn't speak.

"I trust that you are smart enough that you don't need to fear us hurting you, or know that you can't do shit if we really tried," Hector speaks calmly at first, but at the end he gives her an apologetic, cocky look. "So no need to fear what could already have happened, right?

"..." Jinx only stares at him with annoyance.

"Do you have something against me? Do you only speak with women? Should I go?" Hector looks at Jinx, then turns to Harley, his palms up as he asks the questions.

"Who knows? She probably is afraid of you."

"I am afraid of no one." Jinx finally speaks

"That would be the perfect moment to make a joke about how you are afraid of confronting your past and shit like that, but it would be a low-hanging fruit, and we are here to help you." Hector shrugs

Harley noticed he adapts quickly to the provocative method to get a reaction from Jinx. If there is one thing they know about her personality, it is that she has a short fuse.

A very unstable short fuse.

While Jinx is growling at Hector, he calmly pulls a chair and sits on it. "Did you watch the video? Or read the pamphlet? It will happen if you already know your circumstances."

"I watched that bullshit, yes." Jinx petulantly crosses her arms. "As if that is real…"

"Don't call it bullshit; I even considered your intellect and didn't use the dumbed-down version." Hector smiles. "If you are as smart as I think you are, you must have understood and accepted what I explained about the Multiverse Theory. It even has some calculations and demonstrations to prove it."

Harley moves to sit on the bed, watching Hector do his thing. He masterfully compliments while challenging the person.

"..." Even Jinx gets a little disarmed.

People are naturally weak to compliments, after all.

"Soooo… not your world anymore. Sorry about that… but from what we know about it…" Hector sucks his teeth. "It doesn't seem that big of a loss."

Jinx shrugs in agreement.

"But if you have any attachment to that universe, it is not impossible to go back there in the future."

The girl looks interested.

"But not for free, of course… now we get to what is important. If you work for me for some time, I can fulfill this wish of yours."

"Working for you?"

"Yeah, I really don't need you specifically…" Hector reminds her that she is not that special. "But the things I need to accomplish will be easier with more people, and I can save people from other's universes from horrible fates and bring them here. It looks like a win-win situation to all of us, no?"

Jinx looks at Hector suspiciously. "Maybe… but what if I don't want to go back? What will be my payment?"

"Heh, most people would first try to repay me for saving their lives, but okay…" Hector smirks before scratching his jaw. "Hmm, okay… a happy life maybe."

"A happy life?" Jinx looks like she just heard the most unbelievable thing.

Harly knows that Hector didn't choose those words by chance. It really fits all the big list of things he can do for his subordinates nicely, but he said that specifically to Jinx.

"Yeah, I mostly give my people the freedom to do what makes them happy… with moderation, of course." He adds, knowing that many are not nice people. "So… what would you like to do now that you have the freedom, time, and resources? And nothing holding you back?" he points at her.

The question makes Jinx freeze. Harley notices that she probably never thought too deeply about that, never thought too deeply about reaching happiness in the future… because her happiness is in her past.

She looks lost, like a child separated from her parents in the middle of a crowd, forearms glued to her chest and eyes darting around, as if the answer is written on a wall somewhere.

"What? Never thought about that…" Hector tilts his head like he only realized that now. But it is impossible; he knew exactly the type of reaction his words would leave on her. "That is okay… We have time for you to figure that out too." He smiled in a reassuring way.

"!!"

"!"

Harley immediately felt the shift in the air of the room.

'Here it comes…' She gulps.

Hector's charisma spilled out; with a simple smile, he looked like he was shining brighter than the sun. He always looks a little inconspicuous in his monochromatic colors, but in those moments he stops blending with the surroundings and becomes the center of attention. The center of the whole area. The center of the whole world.

'If even I, who am used to him, had my heart skipping a beat…' Harley spares a glance at Jinx, and, as predicted, the young woman looks like a deer hypnotized by headlights, a moth looking at a flame.

"You had such a pitiful, chaotic life and couldn't do anything more than riding the winds to survive… Never stopping to pursue something calmly, never allowing yourself to be something more than… this. This hard woman that needed to grow too soon." Hector gestures with a sigh

"..."

"It is okay, Jinx… You are in a safe place now. You can lower your guard a little; I will take care of you." Hector reaches for her hand. "I promise."

To Harley, it looks too soon for physical contact… but that is Hector they are talking about.

Jinx does nothing as he takes her hands into his.

"Now you can be something more than the 'crazy dangerous woman' label everyone slapped on you, and you decided to wear it proudly. Pretty badass, by the way." He gives her a smile and a wink.

'Really…?' Harley holds the urge to roll her eyes at that.

It gets worse when she sees the corner of Jinx's mouth twitching upwards and her blushing a little.

"But I know that you are more than that… I know that you are pretty funny, creative, super smart, loyal, empathetic…"

"Am I…?" Jinx asks in a lower voice, as if she can't believe it, and he is confusing her with someone else.

"Oh…" Hector's brow furrows sadly. "So they even got you to think you are just… Haah~" Hector sighs

'Never specifying who they… It can be her previous world, society, or even her family…' Harley analyzes carefully every word Hector says; from a therapist's point of view, it's like watching the Sistine Chapel being painted. 'Shifting blame so that she can get distant and detached from her previous life… opening space to him…'

"It sounds kinda hollow to only use words… but I will say nonetheless to you, Jinx. You are more than that. I believe in you, that you have amazing potential." He chuckles playfully. "There is even a saying: 'If you don't trust yourself, trust in the me that trusts you'."

"Heh~"

'Jesus… The little bit of manipulation under the guise of guidance. It starts as a reliable advisor, and it ends with him being her leader…' Harley exhales, 'Luckily, Pannacotta is a good man…'

Hector suddenly stands up and lets go of Harley's hands, making the girl release a sound that is almost a whine.

"But I will give you space and time to see for yourself that you can trust me… words are wind and actions are what matter." He smiles

'The old push and pull tactic.' Harley was almost scoffing when Hector turned to her and kissed her cheek while leaning down.

"I will let the ladies talk; I have to go. I believe you two have a lot in common and can become good friends." He says as he turns to Jinx.

Then it looks like he is considering something, makes a show of shrugging, and leans down to also kiss her, but on the top of her head.

"Bye~" He waves like it's no big deal and walks out the door, leaving a shell-shocked Jinx on the bed.

'Things you can only do when you are handsome.' Harley rolls her eyes and leans back, supporting her body with her hands behind her.

"So… what do you like to do beyond blowing things up?" Now is her chance to keep the work of making Jinx a functioning person going.

The thing with Hector is that he never really cures the "crazyness" of the person. As he said, he just wants them to "be more than that". He can accept crazy people. That is another aspect Harley loves about him.

He helped Harley, and now she will help him help others.

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Emma Frost

The White Queen looks like she is working, but her mind is not focused at all.

She sits at her mahogany table in a cushioned chair, doing nothing.

What happened on the weekend off is still fresh in her mind… Everything was going so well, so perfect… but the end spoiled everything!

It was never meant to be… She and Eidolon. No, maybe if she acted sooner… That is also a no; a relationship with him needs time to grow.

The pens that acted sooner had much more time with him than she did. She would not be able to stop this polygamous relationship that was created with him in the middle.

How can she compete with that?

Her plans for a perfect family are smothered in the cradle… no, they are stillborn.

Emma Frost sighs, massaging her temples to ease the headache from lack of sleep.

And the worst part? During that talk… as he came clean to her and presented his terms…

She considered accepting. That is the worst part to her, that moment of weakness to give it a try… to… to… be one of the many.

The image of her unhappy mother flashed in her mind, reminding her of what she shouldn't do, of what she could never accept.

Her mother loved putting on a strong front, her mind filled with thoughts of "He always comes back to me," but she always cried alone.

Words repeated ever and ever could never truly convince her of the reality that she is not her husband's most important person and priority.

Emma Frost will not make the same mistake.

It doesn't matter how… how… 'Ugh… I can't even think straight…'

"Are you feeling unwell, Ms. Frost?"

Emma jumps in her seat slightly after hearing his voice. She should be used to his usual way of suddenly appearing, but she was distracted.

And, as expected, here he is… standing in his usual hero costume, mantle covering most of his body, half-mask covering his handsome face, and white hair tied behind his head.

"Eidolon…" She greets him with an even tone.

"Ms. Frost." He repeats with a small nod. The way of addressing her shows how the distance between the two grew again.

"What are you doing here?" She crosses her arms.

This is complicated; she wants to be mature about their… failing… but a part of her is a little angry… she doesn't want to show that… but she also doesn't want to be all friendly with him either… He lost that privilege!

"..." He gazes at her for a moment before his shoulders sag in a rare display of weakness. "I understand that things are awkward, and I will not try to skip this phase… let's give it time… but at the same time, I think we cultivated a nice friendship beyond all that."

"..." He is right.

"And for the sake of the girls… let's try… slowly go back to neutral ground." He suggests

"That… is acceptable." Emma already discovered she can't really get angry with him. "For the girls."

"Good." He nods.

The distance is still there, the awkwardness is still present… but you could say the pressure is gone. They will just test a little how it goes and find a balance.

After all, Eidolon can't go away because of the girls.

He shakes his head and speaks in a joking tone, "Divorced already, and I didn't even enjoy married life."

Emma Frost really tried hard not to smile, but her lips curved all the same. "Now you are showing a little pervy side? Too bad you lost your chance." She really can't help herself in provoking him a little, squirming in her seat to make her breasts shake. "You should be happy that I am not asking for child support."

"See you in court then… Be warned, I have pretty good lawyers."

For a moment, the awkwardness is overwhelmed by the good mood, the two chuckling lightly as they did together on the beach countless times.

But it does not last forever; the strange mood returns, like dark clouds returning after being blown away by the wind.

"Ahem And about why I came here… It is time for me to investigate Jeff's origins." He reveals.

"Are you really gonna take him back?"

He sighs, probably thinking about the girls. "We will see… let's first have a clear picture of the circumstances." He says, "I have a feeling his origin is more complicated than we think."

"He is a quadruped shark that can swim on solid ground… isn't that obvious?"

"And that is why it is worrying that his origin is even more complicated than that."

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