Chapter 3- in touch with the supernatural

Today Shane could not listen to the class. As soon as school was over, he hurried back home. But just as he was about to open the door, he suddenly stopped.

'Will things that have remained unchanged for more than 10 years change because of that old photo?'

Such a thought flashed through his mind, and Shane heart suddenly tightened. He stood where he was, staring at the closed door.

About ten seconds later.

The chilly winter air kept pouring in, but his palm that was holding the key was sweating. Just when he made up his mind to open the door, the door suddenly opened from the inside to the outside with a click.

A flawless woman stood at the door. She is a noticeably tall and fair-skinned woman with straight waist-length black hair, blue eyes, and broad shoulders. The woman is wearing loose and fashionable clothes, showing her graceful and tall figure.

Shane subconsciously called out to the woman in front of her: "Auntie."

"Come in."

Diana Prince did not ask Shane why he was standing outside the door, but squatted down slightly, drawing a perfect arc from the back of her neck to her buttocks, took out house slippers from the shoe cabinet by the door and put them on the carpet in front of Shane.

"Auntie, I..."

Shane opened his mouth and felt that there should be no secrets with his aunt. This remained unchanged for 16 years, but he just didn't know how to tell her.

"Let's have dinner first." Diana seemed to have noticed something, interrupted his words, turned, and walked into the living room.

Shane suddenly felt more relaxed, put his schoolbag on the hook by the door, put on slippers and followed into the living room.

There were two servings of spaghetti with meat sauce on the dining table. Diana and Shane sat down, facing each other, and silently ate their dinner.

"It's spaghetti again." Shane muttered softly as he looked at the familiar meal, as if he had forgotten the previous heavy atmosphere.

Unexpectedly, his aunt Diana on the opposite side replied with a cold face: "The food is already good, so don't dare to talk too much."

"Yes."

With a bitter face, Shane quickly picked up his fork to finish his food.

My aunt is perfect from the outside to the inside, but she doesn't have much talent for cooking, so the taste is still as ordinary as ever. However, eating this now reminds me of my childhood. Remembering the time Diana couldn't cook at all.

"Cough cough."

He ate too fast and accidentally choked. Sitting in front of him, Diana, who was paying attention to him, immediately got up, approached him, and patted him on the back and said gently: "Eat slowly." She then handed over her glass that was filled with water.

Shane took a gulp of water, and immediately felt much better.

So, he said boldly, "Auntie. In the morning, someone handed me a photo."

With that said, Shane put the photo that was in his pocket on the table and talked about what happened in the morning.

Diana was not surprised either. She quietly listened to his story, but when she saw the black and white photo, a slight ripple flashed in her eyes.

After Shane finished talking, Diana put away the photo, returned to her seat, and said softly, "I know who the person who put the photo is, I'll take care of this matter, and you don't have to worry about it in the future. "

"OK."

Shane had no doubt that his Auntie could handle everything well, but asked with pure worry and curiosity: "Auntie, the one in that photo is wearing a strange armor..."

"Since you want to know, let me tell you."

Diana's cold face was dignified, she pondered for a while, and then said seriously: "Yes, she is actually——my grandmother. She passed away a long time ago, and I heard that she helped the army during World War I deal with some mysterious forces."

"Mysterious force? Could it be a legendary god!" Shane opened his eyes wide in surprise. There was a rumor that spread widely saying that WW1 happened because of the God of war!

Diana shook her head and said, "It's too long ago. I also heard my mother mention it when I was young."

She paused: "However, there are no gods in this world."

"That's right." Shane nodded, feeling completely relieved.

Diana was also secretly relieved.

"I have an appointment with a friend. I will go out later, and I may come back late." Diana whispered, picked up her glass and took a sip, only to find that Shane was staring at the water glass in her hand.

"What's wrong?" Diana put down her glass and asked curiously.

"It's okay, it's okay." Shane shook his head; he suddenly remembered something.

I used my aunt's glass just now, and now my aunt uses the water glass again.

Isn't this an indirect kiss?

It's okay to kiss my aunt indirectly.

Shane and his aunt often took showers together. This is also the reason it's difficult for girls to attract the attention of Shane.

But now, here comes the problem.

Will an indirect kiss trigger the [Lord of the Family]?

Shane couldn't help but think about it.

He hasn't tried his superpowers yet, and only knows the conditions for the [lord of the Family] to activate:

1. He needs the opposite sex.

2. intimate contact

3. fluid exchange.

My aunt is naturally the opposite sex.

As for intimate contact, I wonder if the pat in the back counts?

But the most important thing is the fluid exchange. Even if there was an exchange just now, it was probably neutralized by the water in the cup.

So, it should be fine, right?

Shane was absent-minded, thinking about this question until the end of the meal.

"Don't wait for me, go to bed early." Diana used a tone like coaxing a child, making Shane a little speechless for a while, and replied: "Understood, you should pay attention to safety outside, we don't have many superheroes."

"Don't worry, I've always been very lucky. It's you, that needs to be careful and don't run around." Diana blinked, leaving a reassuring smile, and put on winter high-heeled boots and walked out of the house.

The room fell into silence again.

Shane looked at the closed door, feeling inexplicably empty, and began to recall the conversation just now.

"The photo, is it really over just like this?" Shane murmured.

"This matter doesn't seem to be that simple." Shane tidied up his tableware in a daze, but then he heard something exploding. He was taken aback. When he came back to his senses, he looked down and his pupils shrank.

The water glass he held in his hand burst and shattered as if he had endured a force beyond what he could bear, and the glass shards jingled and scattered all over the ground.

"This cup? No, it's my body..."

Shane's palm didn't have the slightest damage. On the contrary, he felt that the power of his palm was extraordinarily strong, and he felt that he could crush everything and defeat everything.

Is it an illusion?

Shane was stunned and looked at the metal knife and fork held in the other hand. His fingers moved slightly, and the knife and fork quickly bent and deformed under the naked eye.

There is also a clearly visible fingerprint dent on the handle of the metal knife and fork.

he then suddenly stab his arm

"Huh?" Shane was completely dumbfounded.