After the painful lesson of his last gamble, Maguire decided to hold onto his remaining 530 Bully Points.
He opened his status screen:
[Host: Bully Maguire (Venom State)
Strength: S (Rooster Talisman bonus)
Speed: S (Rabbit Talisman bonus)
Stamina: B
Reflexes: A
Defense: B+
Special Ability: Tremor-Tremor Fruit (80% developed, S-rank)
Spider-Sense: A
Webbing: A (with Armament Haki coating)
Armament Haki: A
Rooster Talisman – Levitation (S-rank)
Special Items: Black Suit, Cuban Cigars
Overall Combat Power: S+]
Looking at his luxury-level stats, Maguire's heart surged.
His power now rivaled, even surpassed, the Hulk and full-powered Thor.
Satisfied, he headed toward Holland's home.
Half an hour later, he knocked at the door.
As expected, Aunt May answered.
(Holland's Aunt May, Maguire's Aunt May, Garfield's Aunt May.)
Today, May was dressed strikingly—her figure curvaceous, hair a wild wine-red falling loosely over her shoulders.
Even Maguire paused, caught off guard.
When May saw him, her smile lit up.
"You're here! Perfect. I still haven't mastered the knife skills you taught me. Am I really that hopeless?"
She looked at him pitifully, almost like a girlfriend pouting to her boyfriend.
Yet somehow, instead of awkward, it only made her more alluring.
Maguire smiled faintly.
"No, you're not hopeless. Don't doubt yourself—I'll teach you. You'll get it."
May's eyes softened, her smile genuine.
"I'll head upstairs. Need to talk to Garfield and Holland. Wait for me," Maguire added.
Her eyes sparkled as she nodded quickly.
Upstairs, Holland and Garfield were deep in debate about whether to join S.H.I.E.L.D.
When Maguire entered, both froze, legs going weak.
The memory of him last night—like a demon descended—still shook them to their cores.
Maguire frowned.
"What's wrong? You called me here, and now you're silent?"
To them, even his calm face looked like the mask of a hellfiend looming over them.
Both collapsed nervously into their seats.
Maguire asked again,
"Where were you last night? Didn't even call me. Young men need moderation. Look at you—soft as boiled shrimp."
They exchanged helpless glances.
Finally, Garfield spoke up.
"Hellblood D—no, Maguire. Natasha asked if we'd join S.H.I.E.L.D. We wanted your opinion."
Maguire sneered.
"Why ask me? Whether you join or not is your business."
But Garfield stood firm.
"Maguire, we've already formed the Spider Alliance. No matter what you think, you're one of us—our strongest comrade. So in big decisions, we follow you. Either we all join, or we all refuse. We're a team!"
His voice rose until he was shouting at Maguire.
Maguire blinked, thinking,
"Since when was Garfield this stubborn? Forcing me into this Spider Alliance nonsense?"
He furrowed his brow. Holland paled, tugging at Garfield.
"Are you crazy? Don't talk like that—what if Maguire kills you?!"
But Garfield didn't flinch. He stepped forward, right up to Maguire.
"If you want to kill me, do it now. I won't even blink. If I must die, I'd rather it be by a comrade's hand."
"…What is this, some soap opera?" Maguire thought dryly.
"Garfield, you been watching too many movies?"
Still, Holland held his breath as Maguire walked toward Garfield.
"Fine. If you want to die, I'll oblige. Don't worry, I hit hard—you won't feel a thing."
He raised his arm.
Garfield stared back without fear.
Wind whipped as Maguire's slap came down—
then stopped a centimeter from Garfield's face.
Instead, Maguire tapped his head lightly.
"You idiot. Keep your life."
Garfield's eyes lit up, relief flooding him.
"Alright then," Maguire continued.
"You two call me big brother. Garfield, you're second. Holland, you're third. I'll join your Spider Alliance—but if I don't feel like joining your crap missions, I won't. Simple as that."
"No problem," Garfield agreed quickly.
Holland muttered, "You always tell it straight…"
Garfield chuckled, then asked,
"So… should we join S.H.I.E.L.D.?"
Maguire snorted.
"S.H.I.E.L.D. thinks they can recruit us by sending Natasha? Who the hell does she think she is—God? Even God doesn't get face from me. Tell them this: if Nick Fury wants us, he can drag his ass here himself!"
He spat smoke, shaking his head.
"What a joke."
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