The school's office building, an office almost at the very top.
Vincent quickly arrived there and knocked on the half-open door.
"Come in," a slightly cold female voice came from the crack in the door.
Vincent immediately pushed the door open and walked in. He saw that the curtains in the dean's office were drawn, making the office's indoor lighting a bit dim.
In the office chair sat a beautiful young woman wearing a leopard print coat... or rather, it would be more appropriate to describe her as a noblewoman. After all, her temperament was elegant and luxurious, her figure was in the most mature and voluptuous stage of a woman, and due to proper maintenance, there were no traces of age on her face.
The beautiful noblewoman's bare legs extended from beneath her brown sweater, casually and sensually crossed. When she sat, her sweater rolled up a bit, causing the intersection of her rounded and slender thighs to be quite high... This was a sexy, beautiful, mature, top-tier siren who could make men flock to her.
She was on par with Natasha whom Vincent had seen, but also possessed a hint of natural wildness.
By the way, is this really the dean who upholds school rules? Is she sure this won't cause any negative effects?
Vincent couldn't help but inwardly complain, and instinctively felt that something wasn't right, so he opened the door wide, allowing the light from behind him to seep into the office.
"Close the door," Barbara said, turning her office chair slightly to face Vincent at the doorway.
"Uh, why close the door?" Vincent felt increasingly uneasy.
Barbara smiled mysteriously, her dark-lipsticked lips parting slightly: "Because what I'm about to tell you is about Diana Prince, that is, Wonder Woman. Are you sure you don't want to close the door..."
Before she could finish her sentence, the door slammed shut. In the completely enclosed office, the light was even dimmer than before.
"Who are you?" Vincent stared coldly at Barbara.
"Little boy, don't be so impatient," Barbara turned her office chair back to face forward and pointed to the chair opposite the desk: "Sit down and talk."
Vincent took a deep breath, but still chose to sit down opposite the desk.
"Yes, that's a good boy," Barbara's exquisite and alluring face grew even more pleased. Across the rather spacious office desk, she looked at Vincent with increasing satisfaction: "My name is Barbara Minerva. According to seniority, and my relationship with Diana, you should call me Aunt or Aunt Cheetah."
"Barbara Minerva, Cheetah..."
Vincent's pupils contracted slightly. He remembered that when Aunt Diana spoke of her past in the bathroom, she had mentioned a close friend and enemy named 'Cheetah'.
Cheetah is not the name of a superhero.
But rather—a complete supervillain!
Seeing Vincent's reaction, Barbara said with some surprise: "It seems Diana has already told you about her identity, and some things about me. Then you should also know that the photo of Wonder Woman was put into your home by me."
"That's right," Vincent paused, then said sincerely: "Regarding that, I still have to thank you."
"Thank me? Why?" Barbara felt a bit startled.
Vincent replied: "Because your photo gave my Aunt and me the opportunity to break the barrier that had existed between us for sixteen years."
Barbara's look of surprise remained for a while, then she suddenly burst into laughter, causing her sweater-clad chest to shake violently.
"I really didn't expect this. I thought that after you knew Diana's identity, you would start to fear and distance yourself from her. I didn't expect your relationship to become even more intimate."
After Barbara finished laughing, she suddenly took off the leopard print coat draped over her shoulders, revealing her body tightly wrapped in only a sweater dress underneath.
Is she preparing to make a move?
Vincent frowned. He now possessed Gwen's Super Spider abilities, so he wasn't particularly afraid of Cheetah. Even if he couldn't win, he at least had the assurance of escaping.
But as he was now, he had no battle suit or identity disguise. Once he made a move, it would undoubtedly expose his extraordinary abilities!
Unless absolutely necessary, he still couldn't use the Spider abilities he currently possessed.
Thinking of this, Vincent quickly said: "There's a lizard monster in the school right now, and it might invade here."
"A lizard monster?" Barbara sneered: "That must be Dr. Curt Connors! I've long since discovered that your school isn't simple; all the Drs. are disgusting weirdos!"
"However, what does that have to do with me? My target is only you."
As Barbara spoke, she suddenly squatted her graceful body and ducked under the office chair.
Her long hands, with dark nail polish, slid up Vincent's ankles, until they gripped one of the armrests of the office chair.
Cheetah's upper body emerged from under the desk and arched upwards, using her proud body to trap Vincent in the chair, her narrow, beautiful eyes flashing with a beastly, eerie green light: "Diana raised you very well. You must taste very good. Let me eat you..."
Eat people?
Aunt Diana didn't say Cheetah would eat people. It seems the opponent has now completely turned into a beast!
Vincent's body couldn't help but tense up, his Spider-Sense constantly warning him, and his clenched fist twitched involuntarily.
There's no other way, he can only resist at the risk of exposing his Super Spider abilities!
Vincent's eyes narrowed slightly. But just then, a sharp, piercing fire alarm suddenly blared from outside the office. Afterwards, there were shouts and screams from many teachers and students! Among them, a low growl, like that of a beast, was faintly mixed in!
It was coming from the teaching building opposite!
Clearly, something really had happened!
Vincent was about to lift his foot to kick Cheetah in front of him away, but unexpectedly, Cheetah's action was a step faster than his—
Cheetah extended her bright red tongue, glistening with a watery sheen, and suddenly licked Vincent's slightly sweaty face!
Realizing what was about to happen, Vincent's eyes widened in alarm.
At the same time.
With a bang!
The window, covered by the office curtains, suddenly shattered. Along with countless glass shards flying into the room, a slender black figure broke through the window from outside, kicking Cheetah, who was in front of Vincent, away!
Vincent's office chair slid backward, creating some distance, and allowing him to clearly see the being that had broken into the room.
It was none other than the new instructor, Natasha Romanoff!
Her dark red short hair was still sexy and charming, but she had changed back into her all-black leather agent uniform, which made her appear somewhat cold The cold and charming new counselor Natasha leaned by the window, her body, encased in a teacher's uniform, formed graceful curves as she observed the students and recorded their files.
Sunlight enveloped her, and a gentle breeze made Natasha's dark red hair shimmer with intoxicating, vibrant colors.
Immediately, many students dropped the glass instruments from their hands, which clattered onto the tables.
Vincent didn't pay much attention to her; being too concerned could easily expose his identity.
Before knowing why Natasha, the female agent who fought alongside the Avengers, suddenly disguised herself as a new counselor and came to his school, it was best to treat her as a genuinely new counselor.
Leaning by the window, Natasha's beautiful eyes scanned all the students in the laboratory, occasionally letting her gaze fall upon the black-haired boy in the back corner of the lab.
Before assuming her current identity, she had repeatedly looked at the boy's photo.
Vincent Prince.
The public records showed him as a quiet, steady boy who didn't much like interacting with strangers, but loved to study, respected his teachers and friends, and was a law-abiding, all-around good student. Perhaps due to being of East Asian descent, despite looking handsome and refined, his popularity at school wasn't particularly high. He received attention mainly because of Gwen Stacy, his childhood friend who grew up with him.
Oh, and Gwen Stacy's father was also a police officer of some renown and standing in the local area.
But behind the scenes.
His guardian was Wonder Woman Diana Prince, one of the Justice League heroes recently formed, suspected to be a divine being.
Given Wonder Woman's frequent activities using her superheroes identity recently, the child living with her shouldn't be completely unaware.
This might be a major reason why Director Nick Fury sent her to investigate.
Was Vincent Prince, raised by a divine being, truly just an ordinary human high school student?
Natasha outwardly observed and recorded all the students, but in fact, her eyes were solely on the black-haired boy, Vincent Prince, and she began to analyze and judge based on her many years of experience as a top spy.
Her first impression of Vincent was—
Goodwill!
After all, Vincent was handsome and refined, his clothes were fashionable and good-looking, and he was clean and exuded a sunny aura... wait, wait a minute!
Natasha suddenly froze, feeling a sense of incongruity.
Was she someone who judged by appearance?
From a very young age, she had undergone spy, weapons, and military training in the Red Room, enduring inhuman physical and mental torment and tempering. She had been injected with serums that pushed her to the limits of human endurance, capable of causing death, and had killed countless enemies, even comrades, in numerous ways. She became the top female agent and formidable 'Black Widow,' for whom a woman's beauty and body were merely the most effective and terrifying weapons to achieve her goals!
Forget judging by appearance; even if she thoroughly reviewed all of a person's intelligence files, and even if all their virtues matched her ideal, Natasha would never instantly develop a favorable impression of someone at first sight.
But now.
The very first moment she saw Vincent.
Natasha actually felt a subtle sense of goodwill. If it weren't for her identity as Black Widow, and if Director Fury hadn't specifically instructed her to observe him, she wouldn't have even noticed this abnormal phenomenon!
"Let's hypothesize, assume Vincent Prince is my target."
"Not just observation, my purpose for coming to school this time is to assassinate him!"
Natasha closed her eyes briefly, performing self-hypnosis and suggestion in her mind.
When she opened her beautiful eyes again, they were as calm as still water, a highly disguised expression she always displayed during assassination missions!
Black Widow Natasha looked at Vincent in the back row of the laboratory again. Then, in the next instant, all the ice and still water in her eyes shattered, and a hint of unbearable reluctance flashed in her gaze!
Unable to muster killing intent... Natasha was stunned; she was not a so-called righteous and kind person.
Yet, even after suggesting that Vincent was the enemy to be assassinated in this operation, and despite realizing the anomaly, she still couldn't generate even a trace of killing intent towards the young Vincent!
Unable to act, unable to do it, feeling unwilling... In fact, if he encountered danger, she would likely step in to protect him!
"What's wrong with me?" Natasha was dumbfounded, for a moment suspecting she had lost her mind.
Was it the other person who had a problem, or was it her?
...Yes, perhaps even Vincent himself hadn't noticed this.
Besides the active ability of the Lord of the Retinue to acquire powers by interacting with and exchanging mediums with the opposite sex, there was also a hidden passive ability—
It could generate a basic level of goodwill in unfamiliar superpowered individuals of the opposite sex towards him!
This level of goodwill wouldn't be overly obvious, not enough to make the other person immediately fall for him, but before Vincent committed an act that would make them hate him, under this basic goodwill, the other person would absolutely, absolutely be unable to become his enemy!
...At the school, in the dean's office.
Taking off her leopard-print coat and draping it over the office chair, the new dean sat down with her legs crossed. Her brown tight-fitting sweater clearly outlined the muscular curves of a beautiful leopardess.
Cheetah Barbara's beautiful and enchanting face suddenly showed a delightful and wonderful expression, and she unconsciously licked her crimson, sensual lips.
"Diana. I didn't expect you to hide such a good thing. He's been raised so well, and you didn't even share him with your good friend..."
Barbara's beautiful eyes flashed with fiery, emerald light, as if she had spotted prey. Her scarlet tongue, glistening with moisture, instinctively licked the back of her slender hand.
"I really want to see what kind of expression you'll make after I completely devour him."
...After class.
Students streamed out of the laboratory entrance.
The professor left, the students left, and the new counselor Natasha was also called away by Counselor Roth.
Vincent was almost among the last to leave the laboratory, slowly packing up the glass instruments and watching Natasha's rounded, beautiful hips, encased in her uniform skirt, sway as she departed.
"Hmph."
Gwen, noticing this, felt a little upset. She hugged her books and was about to walk out of the laboratory, but in the next moment, Vincent pulled her back.
"What are you doing?" Gwen resisted slightly, pouting discontentedly, "In a few years, I'll develop like that too..."
"No time to explain."
Vincent pulled Gwen back into the now empty laboratory. He looked up at the camera in the corner of the wall beside the podium, and finally pulled Gwen to duck under the laboratory's podium table.
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