"So, you're going to make him a new suit?" After sending Spider-Man off, Tohka saw Tony running to his room, busy at work. This guy was serious about his words and immediately started making Spider-Man a helmet suit, looking like he wasn't just going to do it halfway. Tohka was curious about what kind of suit he would make, knowing that in the comics there was an Iron Spider suit.
"Yeah, the guy's senses are very sharp. But too much sensory input can cause unnecessary distractions during a fight, so this suit will block out his excessive senses. I've already figured out his abilities." Glancing at Tohka, Tony continued working on his 3D screen, and soon a suit design appeared in front of the two. However, Tohka had to admit that Spider-Man was still a bit young for giving all of his abilities away so openly. Luckily, this guy wasn't the type to casually spill secrets, so there wasn't much to worry about. If it had been someone with bad character, well, that would be a different story. But in reality, it wasn't a big deal—Spider-Man wasn't the type to win purely with his strength anyway.
"I'll leave now, just let me know when you're done and inform him." Since she couldn't understand the work, staying here was pointless. However, at that moment, Tohka noticed a bottle of white liquid on the desk. "What are you doing with this? It looks disgusting." Okay, she might have thought too much about it.
"Yeah, this is his webbing. I didn't expect your friend to be a genius, making this with what little he had. But it's still a bit lacking; this can only shoot a little webbing, which is pretty low-tech. I'll give him a more advanced, multifunctional version." Looking at the bottle Tohka mentioned, Tony didn't realize what she was thinking. Instead, he seriously explained, "But this works out. He seems like a good guy. You know, New York hasn't been very peaceful lately, and I can't just step in and handle those thugs directly. It'll be good to have him around to intimidate the small-time criminals."
Tony wasn't wrong about this. You couldn't expect a top billionaire like him to roam the streets of New York managing all sorts of chaos. It didn't fit his identity, and he didn't have the time for it. After all, since becoming Iron Man, Tony had become much more reserved. While he still handed most of the company's affairs over to Pepper, he spent most of his time improving his Iron Man suit.
"By the way, before you go, could you charge those batteries for me? After the fight with Ivan Vanko, I have to say the energy cannon made with your power worked really well. I modified them so they don't lose energy anymore, but they still don't hold much—just enough for an emergency." Just as Tohka was about to leave the door, Tony called her back and pointed to a shelf not far away. There was a box of batteries that was larger than the previous one.
"...."
Looking at the pile of batteries, Tohka couldn't help but wonder what was going on in this guy's head. The efficiency was a bit exaggerated, and did he think of her as some "Tohka version of a power bank"? But even though she thought that, Tohka still helped him charge the batteries since it wouldn't take much energy. Even a single strike from the Last Sword wouldn't drain that much energy; she could restore it in no time.
"So boring... What was I supposed to be doing? Ah, right, I was going to be a superhero... Is it already noon? Never mind, I'll go eat first." Originally planning to fight crime, Tohka quickly realized she was hungry, so she decided to put that thought aside and flew out from the top floor toward a restaurant in New York.
"Yeah, if I'm not mistaken, there's still some time before the Avengers assemble." After lunch, Tohka laid on the table, looking at the busy traffic below. Since she was in a high-end hotel, all the diners were wealthy people, so no one came over to bother her. Right now, she had no idea what to do. After all, Iron Man, Hulk, Thor—all that had already been dealt with. She seemed to have no big issues at the moment. As for other matters, Tohka really wasn't sure, considering that many Marvel movies weren't included in the Marvel Universe. For example, Blade, the Fantastic Four, Ghost Rider—she wasn't sure when these events occurred, or whether they even happened at all.
In the end, feeling bored, Tohka flew back to her room. The poor guy had installed cameras outside her door just to keep track of her movements. So far, they had only captured Nick Fury, and Tohka hadn't even walked through the front door. However, she had Jarvis scan the place, and it turned out there were fewer cameras. It seemed that this guy had come earlier in the morning and dealt with the cameras, leaving only the ones that were his and the normal ones in the hallway.
"Forget it, I'll go to school. Maybe I'll run into some interesting things there. I just hope I don't get surrounded like a panda." Finally, feeling helpless, Tohka decided to go to school, since there was nothing else to do here.
The next day, as soon as Tohka entered school, she quickly became the center of attention in the class. But luckily, the aura she unconsciously emitted was still quite intimidating. Plus, she didn't display any signs of low intelligence and rarely interacted with others. So, apart from Harry and a few others, no one knew her true personality, and they all assumed she was a cool and aloof rich girl. Given her recent behavior, no one dared to mess with her. Tohka had to admit she was lucky; at least her life could go on as normal. After all, so far, she hadn't made too many enemies. As for the people Tony had pissed off, they wouldn't be coming after her.
"Tohka, can you tell us about your experiences over the past few days? Oh my god, I feel like you're a living legend now." While others didn't know, Mary Jane and Gwen were well aware of Tohka's nature. So, whenever they got the chance, they'd go to her seat and ask her to share her recent experiences with a few people. After all, those nights were still fresh in their memories, and even though they weren't directly affected in New York, they couldn't have missed all the commotion.