73 Black Cat

Allen's thoughts about his new identity as Spider-Man were blurry, and he didn't know how to feel. If he wants a public identity, he already has one that's globally famous as a doomsday content creator. If he desires a discreet identity, he already has it by being the luckiest bastard in New York, surrounded by three beautiful women.

So, his identity as Spider-Man takes a backseat, but unexpectedly, Allen realizes that this identity could give him a breather. By using the Spider-Man mask, he doesn't need to watch his back or act discreetly at school, and he doesn't have the pressure of millions of people watching him all the time.

So unexpectedly, the mask helped him relax.

The previous day ended without complications, disregarding the fact that the entire school thinks he has a harem, which he does, but Felicia isn't included... yet.

The next day after school, Allen swung through the buildings of New York in a relaxed manner. He was alone as Mary Jane had to sort out some identification papers, a consequence of being independent, and Gwen was going to spend time with her parents, something Allen understood.

Allen's current family is Natasha and Mary Jane, who practically have no parents, so if they don't have commitments, they can be together all day. But Gwen is different; she has loving parents. Sure, if in the future, Allen puts a ring on Gwen, he could monopolize more of her time. But these are irrelevant things at the moment.

"Let's go faster!" Rebecca shouted, holding onto Allen's shoulder in her doll form.

Allen found it amusing that Rebecca seemed to be the only one of the three girls who enjoyed being a doll. Wednesday was on Allen's head, but she remained silent as they traveled. Allen sighed, thinking about Artoria; she was hard to approach and didn't like to talk for some reason, so she used the cheap excuse of feeling tired in that body to sleep all day.

But Allen knows she's aware of what's happening and silently observes. Allen believes she still doesn't know what kind of relationship she wants to have with him or perhaps she's testing it.

One thing is certain: Artoria Pendragon Goddess is not an enemy. She risked herself to defend Allen from Loki, not out of self-preservation. Remember, they need Allen's life force to live, but the Goddess Rhongomyniad is not the kind of woman who fears death.

Inside Allen's inventory, the emerald eyes kept an eye on him; no one knew what she was thinking.

...

Allen received a mission.

[Host, there is a missing child, and his mother is desperate. It's a subsystem mission; you can ignore it if you wish.]

Allen would have left this kind of mission to MJ, but she wasn't available. Also, since he didn't have anything better to do, he could look for the child.

"It would mess with me if this mission ends in an apocalypse hahaha... ha... I'd better shut up," Allen shook those thoughts from his mind. He's had a couple of days without an apocalypse and wants to keep it that way for the rest of the week. Seriously, what a crazy world it is, worrying about whether there'll be an apocalypse every day as if it were a question of whether it'll rain today or not.

...

Allen landed discreetly in an alley and walked toward the shopping center. Some immediately took pictures of him of how he was dressed, but they most likely thought it was a costume since he wasn't famous yet.

"Please find Kevin!"

A woman was at the lost person's booth, where the speakers were alert about what was happening. Allen frowned; a missing child in a shopping center is quite noticeable because they cry, or people find it odd to see them unsupervised, so they're usually found quickly. But if none of that had happened, someone might have taken him.

Allen approached the woman, but she ignored him, which was normal; Allen didn't look trustworthy in that white Spider-Man detective suit. Allen persisted and lied, saying he had walked around the place and just wanted to see a photo to know if he had seen the child.

"Thank you, and sorry for my attitude," the woman took Allen's hand while regretting her behavior.

"Don't worry, you lost your son, understandably, you're upset," Allen didn't dwell on it much and focused on the photograph: it was a small boy under three years old, blond, with amber-colored eyes.

"Darn... younger children can confuse their parents and go with strangers."

It's not always like that, but many times kidnappings happen because children follow the kidnappers without realizing they shouldn't or that they're not their parents.

Allen hurried through the area while using his enhanced vision to look everywhere. Also, he deployed a dozen cameras in all directions. Allen found the child within seconds, close to an exit. Upon seeing him, the child was holding hands with a man wearing a cap and a face mask. Allen saw through the system cameras that the man was buying ice cream for the child, and then heading towards the exit with him.

"... " Allen's face darkened.

Allen appeared in front of the man, thanks to Bullet Time. He improved that ability with five fragments of Destiny to a purple grade, allowing him to use it once every hour for a minute.

Allen took a picture of the lost child holding the man's hand. The man got furious upon seeing this, but before he could yell, Allen grabbed his face and disappeared with him. He asked Rebecca to take the child back to his mother while Allen took the kidnapper to an empty bathroom and threw him to the ground heavily.

"Ah! My hand! Who are you?! I'll call the police!" the man threatened as he complained.

"Go ahead... I'd like to see what you'll tell them for taking a little kid..." Allen was angry; there are things that are simply disgusting. He wasn't interested in knowing this guy's plans, but he'd ensure he'd regret it for the rest of his life.

The man got nervous, but a confident smile appeared on his face. "I was looking for his parents; I'm not a kidnapper!"

Allen breathed deeply, controlling his emotions. He didn't need to see him to know what kind of person he was. With Sukuna, he learned to see a person's soul, and that man's was repugnant.

"With the police and in front of a judge, that might work... but you know," Allen grabbed him by the hair as he screamed and lifted him, "I'm not a cop..."

Allen smashed the man against the mirror, making him bleed from the head and scream for help, but it seemed like no one could hear him.

Allen used the reverse cursed technique to heal him, but it wasn't out of pity. He grabbed the man by the neck and threw him toward a toilet where the man broke his arm upon impact. Allen healed him again and slammed him against the wall.

"AHHHHHGGG!!! WAIT, I'M SORRY!!"

After so much mistreatment, the man managed to react and started pleading for forgiveness.

"I told you, I'm not a judge or a jury, I don't decide what's right or wrong, I don't judge the value of evidence, I just want to beat you up... because you disgust me."

The man turned pale as he wet himself, trying to run but having a broken leg.

"GYAAAAAAAHHHHH!!"

Allen began torturing the man while healing him repeatedly.

...

The man lay on the ground drooling, his eyes dancing, and he stuttered.

There's a reason Allen went to this extreme: the Spider-Man subsystem has a database function. When a criminal is scanned, all their information becomes available.

The man's name is Roland Weber, but it's just one of the names he's used. He has charges of sexual harassment in other states. He's on probation after recording in a public dressing room. That's the public information. The system also found hidden information for Allen, and frankly, this man deserves to fall into the deepest depths of hell. Roland Weber is a predator... Knowing what he had done, Allen simply couldn't contain his anger.

"Master, you should have killed him!" Rebecca changed to her human form while pointing her shotgun at what was left of Roland.

Allen shook his head, "It's too late; his mind is broken. Killing him now wouldn't make sense."

Wednesday also appeared. "You were effective but too kind. With the right torture, you can cause ten times more pain without breaking his mind."

"As I said, I'm not a judge or a jury, I'm not the law or a vigilante; I just wanted to destroy him because his actions disgusted me."

"Okay, okay," Rebecca shrugged but smiled gently at Allen. "Being a superhero seems like a tough job."

Wednesday remained silent and then changed into her doll form, sitting on Allen's head. He didn't know if this was her way of comforting him, although he didn't need it; Allen was mentally strong, he had endured Sukuna's mental torture and Beerus's physical torture.

Artoria observed all this from afar in her chibi plush form, which was very adorable. "Two opposite poles... while humanity keeps giving birth to people as disgusting as that man, there are also humans like Allen..." Artoria stared at Allen and blinked. "Well, maybe not like him... but there are people who deserve to live."

A small, almost nonexistent smile formed on Artoria's lips as she returned to Allen's inventory.

The child returned safely to his mother, and the man was taken to a hospital. Allen left evidence of who he was and what he had done. The police arrested him, but due to the mental damage, he'd go to a psychiatric hospital for the rest of his life.

...

After that, Allen walked through the city and stopped two robberies. One was simple; a man snatched a woman's purse.

The second involved firearms in an alley. Allen arrived, surprising the perpetrator, and the victim kicked the thief in the stomach, leaving him hanging upside down with webbing. Although Clown Crown can mimic Spider-Man's webbing, it isn't real, so he ended up using the gift's web shooter.

Allen entered a dive bar and saw a group of traffickers exchanging weapons and drugs.

Everyone immediately shot at Allen, but the bullets did nothing. Allen cracked his neck.

"Gentlemen, this isn't how you greet someone; manners make the man."

Allen teleported with Bullet Time, took a gun from one, punched him in the abdomen, then grabbed him by the neck and tossed him toward his allies. He vanished once more, kicked a guy in the face with a machine gun, then took the gun and snapped it in half.

The screams of everyone echoed for a few minutes as Allen shattered bones and broke the jaws of a dozen traffickers.

Exiting the place, Allen felt satisfied; he had relieved a lot of stress that day.

It was already night, and Allen was about to leave when he saw a figure on the rooftop of a building. Due to her curvaceous silhouette, she was a woman, which caught Allen's attention; she had white hair.

Allen watched her actions and indeed, she intended to break into the building; she was a thief. Allen set out to meet the beautiful thief.

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Sorry I made a mistake, the chapter I mentioned before is the next one, I can tell you how it is titled and you can draw conclusions hehe "This will not end up like Herogasm.... probably"

If any of you have seen "The Boys" series, you will know that it is "Herogasm" ;3

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