Chapter 1588: Fishing Day (17)

When Sif arrived, Thor was standing in front of the ice fishing hole, intently watching the fish take the bait, and chatting with Nick about motorcycles. When he saw Sif coming, he hurriedly stretched out an arm to bring his wife to his side.

Sif's attire was a bit like Thor's. Inside was a thick sweater that almost covered her knees, jeans, and a leather jacket with a thick fur collar. She wasn't wearing gloves, but she was wearing a pair of long boots that could wade through water.

Her height was only a little shorter than Thor's, taller than both Steve and Nick, and her bones were very thick, making her look very strong. Her thick black hair was tied into a high ponytail behind her head, and she wore a Yankees baseball cap.

"You look great, Sif. I still remember when you first appeared on Earth wearing Asgardian armor, it scared quite a few people."

Sif rolled her eyes slightly and said: "But that definitely didn't include you, Captain America. If you ask me, humans can accept you heroes in tights, but they can't accept Asgard's traditional attire?"

"It's precisely because they can accept your Asgardian traditional attire too well that S. H. I. E. L. D. requires you not to wear your own clothes." Nick sighed pretentiously and said: "Didn't a child think you were actors in a parade float last time and wanted to run up to play with you, but ended up almost getting a fracture from an elbow?"

"Because you always stuff Vikings into the parade float team, we didn't even ask you for copyright fees."

"Don't say silly things, Thor. You aren't the only Vikings, and you aren't even the only pirates." Steve shrugged and said.

Luo Ji looked down at her watch and said: "If we return to New York to shop now, we should be able to buy what we want before the supermarket closes. Tell me what else is missing, and I'll make a list."

Nick and Steve exchanged glances quickly. Nick cleared his throat and said: "We originally planned to hold a barbecue party right in front of the lakeside cabin, but we didn't bring any barbecue equipment because we weren't sure if other non-Americans could accept this way of partying. Can you help us ask?"

"If they agree, will you help us buy some barbecue equipment, okay?"

Luo Ji nodded and was about to walk towards the others. Thor turned his head to look at Sif, his expression strange as he said: "Luo Ji, go by yourself; I need to talk to Sif about Asgard's internal affairs."

Luo Ji turned her head to look at him strangely, then gave him a warning look and left.

Once Luo Ji was gone, Thor grabbed Nick with his left hand and Steve with his right, and the three heads huddled together. Only then did Thor speak: "Dr. Schiller drew a picture for Luo Ji, a portrait that was drawn exceptionally well!"

Nick and Steve gasped in unison.

On the other side, Luo Ji first came to the fishing spot where Charles, Erik, and Yin Fan were. After explaining her intention to them, Yin Fan curled his lips and said: "Americans just like barbecue parties; let them be. I can eat anything."

"I have no opinion." Charles said very gently, but he beckoned to Luo Ji. It wasn't until Luo Ji walked to his wheelchair that Charles looked at her with those blue eyes and said: "Are you going to Dr. Schiller's later?"

Luo Ji nodded. Charles smiled and said: "If they have any reactions you didn't expect, I hope you won't mind. Young people are always full of vitality, love freshness, and their ideas change so fast it gives people a headache. If you can't stay there, come back to us. I happen to be researching Norse mythology recently."

Luo Ji felt somewhat inexplicable. She could tell that Charles was showing goodwill to her, but she didn't know why he wanted to do this. Surely Schiller hadn't caused some trouble there again, right?

Carrying such doubts, Luo Ji came to the fishing spot where Schiller and Natasha were. As soon as Natasha saw her, she slapped her forehead.

Natasha's reaction made Luo Ji suspicious. She indeed didn't have female intuition, but she had wisdom and the ability to fathom people's hearts. She could clearly feel that Natasha didn't welcome her.

And what puzzled her was that the female agent didn't say it explicitly. Luo Ji knew Natasha wasn't someone who liked to beat around the bush, so what was she doing with her winking and gesturing?

"Nick asked me to ask you if you want to hold a barbecue party tonight. He is worried that you might find it too noisy. If you agree, I will go back to New York City to purchase ingredients."

After listening, Schiller nodded and said: "Americans' barbecue parties are usually very crazy, but I think the few people here should have a sense of proportion. When people get older, they always know how to restrain themselves."

Luo Ji frowned slightly. She felt that the Schiller in front of her was also a bit wrong, so her gaze began to scan back and forth between Schiller and Natasha's faces.

"Speaking of which, Miss, did you find anything in my bedroom?"

Luo Ji felt suffocated for a moment as if her neck had been tightened, but seeing Schiller's calm reaction, she couldn't be sure what Schiller was asking. If she took it upon herself to translate this sentence into "Did you see that painting," wouldn't it really make her seem very self-indulgent?

Luo Ji was a person who cared very much about face. She built higher walls and dignity to cover up certain things, or perhaps she felt that as long as she didn't have expectations, she wouldn't be disappointed, so she spread her hands very normally and said.

"Doctor, if you expect me to find something that resonates artistically between us in your bedroom, then you really think too much. I have no interest in those strange souvenirs, no matter what kind of outrageous places you picked them up from."

Schiller suddenly laughed. Neither Luo Ji nor Natasha had ever seen Schiller laugh continuously like this. The doctor usually smiled, rather than squeezing a series of notes expressing happiness out of his lungs like this.

"Come here, Miss." Schiller looked at Luo Ji and said.

Natasha shouted "No!" ten thousand times in her heart, but still watched Luo Ji walk over.

She felt a bit of a stomachache, and since she ate a piece of spoiled meat jelly at the age of sixteen, she had never felt such a violent churning in her stomach.

Natasha had already learned Schiller's secret. The things she was thinking about in her mind had no hint of romance, because the starting point of the whole matter had changed from "who wants to sleep with whom" to "who will be served on the table by whom." Given this, Natasha's stomachache became even more severe.

Luo Ji walked to the side of Schiller's fishing stool somewhat puzzled, also tucked her gloved hands into the opposite sleeves, and stood beside the fishing stool looking at Schiller.

The fishing stool was relatively low, so Schiller was looking up at Luo Ji. Only then did Luo Ji notice: "Oh, Doctor, why aren't you wearing your glasses?"

"That way it's easier to see the details of the fish taking the bait."

How Natasha wished Luo Ji wasn't an Asgardian but a German, so she would have heard "Little Red Riding Hood" when she was a child—"Big Bad Wolf, why is your mouth so long?" "Of course, it's to eat you!"

"Alright." Luo Ji said: "Is there anything special you need me to bring from the supermarket? Like a medical record book or something?"

Luo Ji smiled after saying it, but then felt it wasn't funny, and might even be a bit offensive, so she muttered in a low voice.

Natasha clearly heard herself curse a loud dirty word in her heart.

Just as Schiller said, Natasha had a very good grasp of the big picture, so she knew the severity of this matter. Yes, even if Luo Ji was an underdeveloped Frost Giant, her physical fitness was a hundred times stronger than a human's, and she could use magic. Schiller stabbing her with a knife shouldn't be able to kill her, and even if he cut her open like a fish, magic should be able to save her.

But the problem was, how could the King of Asgard allow a human to treat his sister like this? Even if Thor was reasonable in this regard, he wouldn't be completely unreasonable.

No matter how important this human was to the entire Earth, if he seriously harmed Luo Ji, whether physically or emotionally, or more likely both, then Thor would definitely go crazy. By then, Earth and Asgard would definitely have an irreconcilable conflict.

Thinking of this, Natasha felt her stomach ache even more.

"……Peter threw the entire bedroom into space last time. All my collections were turned upside down. After that, Peter tried to bribe me with a lemon tart, but in the end, he only bribed that mouse. The result was that he ate too happily and destroyed my kitchen with electricity."

Luo Ji giggled, covered her mouth with one hand and said: "I can imagine that chaotic scene. Peter Parker rarely has such moments of overstepping, because he knows you will tolerate him."

"Yes, he is completely relaxed here, and can even make mischief without considering the consequences. He can cast off the coat of being law-abiding in the past; they all can."

"You like this very much?"

"It is my honor."

Luo Ji looked down at those gray eyes and the eyelashes that cast sparse shadows on them. She discovered that Schiller's pupils were not completely gray, but had a bit of inconspicuous deep red, just like seeing a blood-colored beach on a vast limestone plain, full of vitality, but also with unspeakable weirdness.

There seemed to be a vortex there slowly sucking Luo Ji's consciousness in. Natasha, sitting on the side, watched Luo Ji's slightly dazed expression and widened her eyes. She began to cough violently while clutching her lungs.

The coughing finally woke Luo Ji up. She cast her gaze towards Natasha, and Schiller's gaze also turned over. Schiller looked into Natasha's eyes and said: "Are you alright, Madam?"

"Nothing, I should smoke fewer cigarettes." Natasha gritted her teeth and said: "I will quit smoking starting tomorrow."

"Admirable." Schiller turned around to re-bait the hook. Luo Ji stood dazed for a while, and then she heard Natasha's voice coming from far away.

"Your Highness Luo Ji, we don't have anything special to purchase. If you are going back to the city, it's best to leave as soon as possible. The supermarket is about to close."

"Oh, yes, I should leave." Luo Ji nodded and said.

When Luo Ji's back disappeared on the ice, Natasha stared fixedly at Schiller's eyes and said: "Doctor, you know you can't……"

"Do you see what I did to her?"

"But I know what you are going to do to her!"

"How do you know? Did you get the answer through rigorous reasoning based on evidence, or just a guess based on your rich imagination?"

"I……" Natasha rubbed her wrinkled cheeks and finally could only say: "I have a stomachache."