Momoji Bukaisen:(

"Watching too much TV will hurt your eyes. I won't find a hospital to get you myopia glasses." I locked the door, Dorothy put his handbag on the shoe rack, and then picked up the fat orange lying on the ground and rubbed his hair. "Tom, you seem to be fat again." Fat Orange Tom cried on campus that day and cried so sadly when he was abandoned by his wife. Later, when he beat Peter "Missy Spider" and he was full of grief. But unfortunately, since he moved into her house, the other party seemed to have completely forgotten his "ex-wife" in his head.

Within two months, Fat Orange's weight had increased by one kilogram. If the veterinarian hadn't said Tom was healthy, Dorothy would have almost reduced food for the other party.

"Hmm." It was very comfortable to be masturbated. Tom narrowed his eyes. He decided that the adults would forgive the two-legged beasts for eating alone for a while. Anyway, he has been eating very full at home every day. "I didn't hear the other two-legged beasts trying to break in today."

Tom felt that the bipedal beast he kept in captivity was good everywhere, but he was too timid - he was worried that other bipedal beasts would come to grab the nest all day long.

"Of course." Sitting into the sand with Fat Orange in his arms, Dorothy touched the other person's chubby belly. "Our new neighbor is a hero." Captain America lives next door, and no matter how rampant the police organization Professor Baudelaire belonged to during his lifetime, he probably wouldn't dare to show up.

"What kind of hero?" Tom turned over and covered his belly - he would be shy.

"It's a level hero, a veteran of World War II, Captain America." Although he only exchanged names when he greeted each other, Dorothy swore with her keen intuition she had trained by the system over the years. The Steve next door was Captain America Steve Rogers.

Holding Tom tightly, Dorothy leaned into the sand. The soft and furry orange cat was circled in a ball and lay on her chest, making her feel warm.

She rented this apartment with someone else's recommendation, and the lady who recommended her apartment was the assistant manager of her internship department.

The employees of the company under Iron Man's name casually recommended an apartment to others. Captain America lives next door?

If this is a coincidence, it is simply an insult to Dorothy's IQ.

“It’s really…”

"o(        *︾▽︾) Ah... so soft and..." Tom rubbed his hairy head against the bipedal's chest intoxicatedly, then stretched out his two front paws and wanted to step on his breasts.

"Sexy cat! You have lost all your snacks this month! o(▼蓝□;)o"

"No!!!"

*

A shooting club in Midtown Manhattan.

Dorothy wrote down his information on the membership registration form with a familiarity, then presented his ID, paid for money, changed clothes, and finally chose the venue.

Because of the last incident, the shooting club that had been in the four consecutive years was blacklisted by Doroth, and by the way, all the coaches and friends she met in that club. The current club is something she just chose - the transportation and equipment are convenient and well-equipped with the new apartment. And judging from the other party's official website information, the coaches here are very professional.

Whether it is shooting, fighting, learning language or musical instruments, the reserve and accumulation of knowledge will lead to retreat without advancing. Not only because you have to complete the system tasks, Dorothy doesn't want the skills you have worked hard to be wasted.

"I hope Bau can catch all the Baudelaire's accomplices in one place soon." After putting on the headphones, Dorothy planned to get familiar with the equipment himself before the coach came.

The system comforts its host who has been forced to change many living habits recently,

"Bang, bang, bang", the sound of the bullet coming out of the fire range sounded.

When Barnes changed his clothes and came to the shooting range, he saw this scene.

The girl in a tight black short shorts was tall and stood straight, with a golden head combed high into a ponytail on top of her head. A slender arm held a handful of Smith Wesson in a standard posture. From the side, the girl's green eyes were cold and fluctuating.

"Cool..." Barnes raised his eyebrows and looked at the girl standing in front of him. Putting aside the other party's movements, standard shooting accuracy, just his figure and face are worthy of his whistle.

It was not until after the bullet was finished, Dorothy realized that there was someone beside her.

"Hey, I'm James." The tall man in the club uniform, dark-eyed, immediately stretched out his hand with a smile after detecting her gaze, "I'm your shooting coach."

"Doros." Take off his headphones and goggles, Dorothy shook the other person's hand that came out, "I'm glad to know you." The shooting coach's ingenuity is much stronger than that of an ordinary coach.

However, it is also likely that it is because the other party has just retired.

"I've seen your information." James didn't mind the girl in front of him looking and judging him implicitly. "Have you practiced for four years?" The beautiful girl in front of him was only 21 years old, and she had been practicing shooting for four years?

"yeah                          Doroth knows that her age is the most confusing thing. "Shooting is my personal...a little hobby." The fact that she was a teenager was able to successfully sign up for the club's courses was the help of the agent who handled the kidnapping case at that time.

"Then let's start."

...

By the end of the one-on-one training course, Dorothy was basically sure that her new coach was definitely not just an ordinary retired soldier.

Her previous coach was also very good, and she was very serious and responsible when teaching her. However, her level of care was far from the level of coach James.

Or to put it another way, the previous coach only taught her how to aim, but the coach James inadvertently taught her how to shoot on the battlefield.

There is a huge difference between the two.

"Are there any arrangements later?" James asked himself a beautiful and smart new student. When Avengers had no tasks, he would work as a shooting coach here part-time.

"Uh... I haven't decided yet." Dorothy, who had already taken a shower and changed his clothes, carried his backpack on his backpack, smiling at the man opposite him, hiding suspicion in his eyes.

This coach James obviously has an unusual origin. Either the other party is an abnormal person who is hidden in the city for some reason. Or the other party is another person sent by the police organization to test her after Professor Baudelaire.

She always has to contact her to judge whether it is the latter.

The system is quite worried about the safety of its host. Isn’t it too dangerous for Doroth to contact the other party rashly?

"I just decided on this club last night." If Coach James in front of him was really from the police force, wouldn't that mean that her every move had never left the other party's sight? If that was the case, how could she avoid the other party just by trying to hide?

Instead of shrinking your head and feet, it is better to take the initiative.

"The best defense is offense."

She didn't want to admit defeat to a group of snake sperm diseases.

Barnes looked at the girl opposite who was wearing neat ladies' suit pants and even more slender legs, and suggested with interest, "Why... I'll treat you to a drink?" He blinked at Dorothy.

"sure          ” After only thinking for a second, Dorothy agreed to the other party's proposal. "Do you mind if I choose a place?" She would not give the initiative completely to the other party.

"I don't mind at all." James replied immediately, "You choose the position and I pay for it." The former little prince of Brooklyn still remained charming even after almost a century.

"That's better..." Dorothy was thinking about where to go.

"James, your friend is looking for you!" The guy at the bar looked at his part-time coach chatting with the female student again, and rolled his eyes helplessly - just because of his face! He didn't see a female student who had dated every time and shouted to change the coach the next day! He deserved to be unable to keep the customers and make money!

"Baji." A man who only wore a windbreaker in the season above 1 degrees Celsius came in, "We... Huh?"

"Steve?"

"Doros?!"

*

Well, it was her who was killed.

Sitting at the bar counter, Dorothy drank the coke that Captain America gave her. Only then did she realize that James, who had an extraordinary origin, was one of the members of the Avengers, Captain America's good friend during World War II, was also injected with human serum, and James Barnes, who had been frozen for 70 years with Captain America.

Therefore, blind spots in thinking are not allowed.

"So, Dorothy is Steve's new neighbor?" Barnes didn't expect that he wanted to pick up a girl, but he actually met the neighbor of a good friend.

"Well, I moved there a month ago." But Captain America next door has been away from home.

Barnes and Steve exchanged glances—they were busy last month, and they all lived directly in the Avengers Building.

"Then we are really destined to be together." Raising the wine glass, Barnes touched the girl's cup - the neighbors were not afraid, and being able to agree to Steve's invitation on the premise of knowing him, which shows that the girl in front of him is indeed very insightful!

#My despicable gay friend always uses Captain America's halo to attract, ah, it's seducing girls#

#Girls ignore me wherever there are gay friends#

#Who can understand the sadness of being a friend with Captain America#

Finally met a girl who knew the goods, and Barnes was no less than meeting a man.

"Baji..." Steve really wanted to hold his old friend who was obviously inappropriate intent - he lived alone with this girl! Rabbits can't eat grass beside his gay friend's nest! Gay friend will be in danger of life!!!

Dorothy looked at the undercurrent interaction between Captain America and his old friend, and was a little curious about what the two heroes were doing.

Steve used his eyes to forbid Bark from attacking the girl around him, while Barnes went back to the contempt of a full man who didn't know how hungry man was.

At this moment, the girl sitting among the two men suddenly turned her face and turned her head to the other side of the bar.

Steve and Barnes looked at each other and then looked at each other strangely - they saw a dark-headed woman sitting there, with a glass of strong wine in her hand, and seemed to be in a bad mood.

Um?

Uh-huh?

Yes, yes, yes?

Steve and Barnes noticed at the same time that the Golden Girl, who was sitting among them, asked the bartender for two sweet glasses of juice, then stood up and walked towards the woman.

"Huh?" Barnes looked at Steve-they knew each other?

"I don't know..." He had known his neighbor for only two days.

Then, the golden girl holding the juice slowly sat down in front of the dark-headed woman and pushed a glass of juice with a smile. Then, the two began to talk.

And then...

Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey?!

Baji and Steve were shocked - why did they hug each other and I said (⊙﹏⊙) What did this give birth?! Could it be that they were in the ice for too long and could not keep up with the times?! What did this give birth? Is Captain America's big chest muscles obsolete?! Is the style of the little prince of Brooklyn no longer loved?! Do girls now think that homosexuality is true love?!
Chapter completed!