Chapter 3676: The Mercury Era (Part 7)

In a luxury mansion in the Upper East Side of Manhattan, New York, Pepper was picking out clothes for Seeing Natasha in her own fitting room, helping her style her look for the date tonight.

It might be somewhat unexpected that Seeing Natasha's personal lifestyle is very simple. Her wardrobe basically only contains casual clothes, and she doesn't have any gowns for attending major occasions.

As a beautiful female agent, she does need to wear beautiful clothes to infiltrate certain formal occasions. But the gowns she wears at those times are work supplies from S. H. I. E. L. D., not her personal property.

Before carrying out similar infiltration missions, professional agents will investigate the target object to fully understand their life and preferences. Based on this information, an image most likely to attract their attention is formulated. Then professional stylists will style Seeing Natasha. The hairstyle used, the clothes worn, and the jewelry worn are not Seeing Natasha's personal aesthetics, but formulated by a professional team.

And under normal circumstances, when Seeing Natasha attends friends' parties, she rarely dresses up. Most of the time she goes wearing a T-shirt and jeans, and no one minds this point. Everyone is already used to it.

So, now that she suddenly has to dress up grandly to fully display her charm, she really doesn't have any trendy clothes and jewelry for the time being, and can only ask Wanda and Pepper in the group where they buy dresses.

And obviously, this kind of relatively high-end gown needs to be customized. The ready-to-wear clothes that can be bought in stores, even if the tailoring is not bad, might reveal flaws in the fabric, not to mention the matching jewelry. Without customizing a year or a half in advance, it's impossible to match the clothes.

In the mom group Seeing Natasha pulled, of course, Pepper has the most gowns, because she has too many grand occasions to attend. And the gowns are mostly inclined toward luxury and solemnity, which is very suitable for Seeing Natasha's temperament.

The only problem is that their figures are quite different. Actually, they are about the same height, but there is a significant difference in their measurements. And Seeing Natasha cannot wear the dresses customized according to Pepper's figure.

So the two of them called Wanda over to act as the fairy godmother. Using magical Scarlet Witch magic to adjust the size of the clothes couldn't be more appropriate.

Seeing Natasha threw the previous black dress out of the changing room and reached out to take the silver sequined dress from Wanda's hand. The moment she changed and walked out, Pepper and Wanda both let out an exclamation.

"Wow!" Wanda widened her eyes and said, "Pepper is right, this one is too suitable for you. Why on earth do you prefer dark clothes? Obviously, light colors are better."

"Maybe it's because I'm called Black Widow." Seeing Natasha shrugged and said. She walked to the mirror and looked, feeling a bit surprised herself. What she was wearing was a very simple silver camisole sequined long dress. The dress reached about her calves, without any other extra complicated decorations, just tailored very slim.

"What is undoubtedly true is that you are suitable for this kind of light-colored, shiny, slim-fitting dress." Pepper said. She stood behind Seeing Natasha and looked at her in the mirror, then said, "This figure is simply amazing."

Wanda also circled around her and said: "With your waist being so thin, how can you fit so many organs in your abdominal cavity? What is the principle? And the muscle lines on the side. Why do I do more than 100 crunches every day, and the lines aren't this smooth?"

"Alright, girls, have you forgotten?" Seeing Natasha spread her hands helplessly and said, "I am a genetically modified human, just like Steve. Lie on the operating table, and when you wake up, you're like this. This isn't something you can train for."

Seeing Natasha turned again and again in front of the mirror, turning her head and twisting her shoulders to pose, seeming to feel a bit novel. In the vast majority of her life, she had never worn such shiny clothes.

When she was young, she basically carried out combat missions, and what she wore were combat uniforms. Later, the image creation for her was basically confined to mystery and sexiness, mostly dark dresses with high skin exposure, plus heavy makeup that highlighted the contours of her facial features.

"God, this makes me look like a little girl in her 20s." Seeing Natasha sighed, "Just the kind who would argue with her parents, run out to a bar to mess around in the middle of the night, meet an unreliable boyfriend, break up with him after two months, and then drag her girlfriends to the bar counter to cry."

Wanda was full of question marks: "What kind of description is this?"

But Seeing Natasha was obviously very satisfied with this new style. After all, she wasn't very old when she accepted the modification, and could even be considered a young girl. It was just because her facial features were three-dimensional and her face was beautiful that she appeared more mature. But no one doesn't want to look a little younger.

"I know where the problem lies," Pepper said, "Hairstyle."

Seeing Natasha turned her head to look at her, gathering her red hair. She has natural wavy hair, possibly due to the genetic modification issue, the color of the red hair is very deep, even leaning toward purple, matching the slightly pale skin tone of the Slavic race, which has a peculiar sense of mystery.

"Have you tried straight hair?" Pepper crossed her arms and said, "Just straighten the hair and let it hang down. It's better if it's longer."

Seeing Natasha looked at Wanda. Wanda snapped her fingers lightly, and with a swish, a head of straight, long red hair radiating healthy luster fell down. Seeing Natasha turned back to look at the mirror.

"Wow." She couldn't help but sigh herself.

"You look like a character from 'Ghost in the Shell'." Wanda walked to her side and said, "Just the kind of very beautiful female robot, but one that will fire lasers from her chest at any time."

Seeing Natasha couldn't help but laugh. Straight, meticulous long hair will reduce the sense of daily life, looking a bit more inhuman. Combined with her overly three-dimensional facial features, it really looks more like a beautiful doll made by humans.

But it must be admitted that this hairstyle matches this dress quite well. Even without makeup, it was already beautiful with extreme impact.

"Then another pair of shoes. Don't wear those terrifyingly high heels of yours; they don't suit this style at all. I think this pair is good." Pepper directed the butler to take out a pair of silver pointed-toe strappy shoes from a shoe cabinet on the wall, basically with no heels, just two or three centimeters.

After Seeing Natasha changed, Pepper handed her a bag. Seeing Natasha took it in her hand, looked at it, and said: "Is this Hermès?"

"No, no, no, this is Chanel. Hermès would be a bit too heavy, not suitable for your outfit today. The new Chanel model is not bad, the silver hardware just matches the dress you're wearing today."

Pepper is obviously quite knowledgeable in clothing matching. They have an image butler in charge of the cloakroom, two stylist assistants, and two specialized makeup artists at home, five or six people being directed by her to spin around.

Seeing Natasha tidied up her hair in front of the mirror, looked at herself in the mirror, and sighed: "I look like a 19-year-old youngster. I really find it hard to imagine the expressions of Nick and Coulson when they see me now."

"Then you should take a picture and show them!" Wanda immediately raised her voice and said, "Even if you are a S. H. I. E. L. D. employee, you should have some private life, instead of wearing that black combat uniform all day long. You should spend more time enjoying life."

Seeing Natasha opened her mouth as if to refute, but in the end, didn't say anything. She fell into memories, stood in place, was silent for a while, and then said: "This is a very novel thing for me. Most of the first half of my life was spent learning how to obey orders. Sometimes I feel that I don't exist, just something piled up by one instruction after another."

"Oh! God! Of course not!" Wanda walked in front of her and said, "At least the story of you that I heard is completely not like this."

"What is the story you heard like, girl?"

"I heard Dr. Schiller say it, he said that when you were young, you were an idealist, and then relying on your own efforts, you became an excellent warrior. Of course, I know, to become strong and excellent, of course, you need to go through a lot of boring training, but this doesn't mean that you lost yourself in these trainings. It is the knowledge and skills you learned in this process that became a part of you, not that you turned into them."

"Maybe." Seeing Natasha smiled and said.

"Actually, I have some doubts." Pepper walked over to help her tidy up the camisole on her shoulder, and then said, "Your attitude toward Bucky is very strange. If you were forced to separate during your passionate love period, then now that you are rekindling the old flame, you should feel happy. Why are you..."

"What's wrong with me?"

"Of course, I absolutely don't mean you shouldn't remain single. It's just that if you want to refuse, then you can completely refuse firmly, or even beat him down, so that no one dares to persuade you again; this is more like your way of solving things. But you didn't, you want to see him, and even dressed up carefully for this. I really can't understand it."

"That's a long story." Seeing Natasha pursed her lips and said, "Do you think we were truly in love back then?"

"Aren't you?"

"Perhaps there was a moment when we were. But perhaps we weren't forced to separate, we just both chose to accept it."

"Why?" Wanda couldn't help but ask, "Actually, I wanted to ask before, you two actually had the ability to disobey orders back then, right? Even if it wasn't violent resistance, there was always a chance to run away, right?"

"That's why I said it's a long story." Seeing Natasha moved a stool for herself, sat down next to the mirror, and said, "I received the most orthodox communist education since I was a child. We called everyone around us comrades; except for different divisions of labor, we were equal in personality. We fully respected everyone's opinions, but everyone was willing to contribute enthusiastically to the collective."

"I wasn't just willing to accept the modification, I was full of enthusiasm for it, desperately hoping that I could be selected, because in this way, I could also contribute to this great collective. I could serve my motherland and make it better."

"For a long time before and after accepting the modification, I thought this way. I thought I would become a better person and meet many more excellent comrades. I would meet a partner whose soul resonated with mine, and we would work together to build the motherland."

Although Seeing Natasha's tone imitated the lightness, liveliness, and hopefulness of her youth, Wanda felt uneasy, because as latecomers, they had long known that the motherland Seeing Natasha loved so deeply had completely disappeared in the torrent of history, so I'm afraid all the beauty she described now was just a bubble.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 3677 =====