The Rest of the Day

Despite the fact that Natasha revealed her breasts to him voluntarily, Zeta didn't do anything beyond simply looking. He knew exactly what she was doing, and he also knew that there wasn't a need for him to rush this.

He knew that Natasha had most likely received orders from S.H.I.E.L.D. to seduce him. She was being too straightforward with her flirts, despite not showing an overflowing amount of affection for him.

Usually, this wouldn't be an issue for Natasha. Why would any successful man question a beautiful woman trying to seduce him after all? If someone is smart enough to build a company that leaves them a millionaire, they're also smart enough to know that no woman would be approaching them for anything but the money.

This is the type of person that Natasha is usually seducing. The type that is smart enough to know that beautiful women want them. Zeta, on the other hand, doesn't 'deserve' a woman like Natasha. He has built nothing on Earth other than suspicion.

As someone who knows that suspicion has been placed on him, Zeta knows that S.H.I.E.L.D. want all the information on him possible, he knows that Natasha would likely receive an order to get that information. Natasha, and by extension, S.H.I.E.L.D. failed to realize that the training she received only work for normal humans, not whatever Zeta is.

Thankfully, even if Zeta didn't realize that Natasha was approaching him for the sole reason of information gathering, there really wasn't any downside. The only information gained from him is that he goes to Mars ever so often which could be assumed regardless and Saint Celestine's existence. Everything else is completely speculative until Zeta decides to erase a country or two off the map.

After thinking of all this, Zeta rejoined Felicia, Nezuko, Celestine and M'Shen in the living room. As always, Felicia and Nezuko were inseparable when Zeta wasn't present. Celestine was sitting by herself on a different chair. She wasn't very interested in the primitive T.V. screen and instead prayed as she monitored the house using her Psyker abilities. Finally, M'Shen joined Felicia and Nezuko as they watched various shows. Although, she'd vanish every so often to survey the surrounding couple of kilometers of the house to make sure that there were no perceivable threats.

M'Shen was much more at ease with her recons after learning that the snipers in this world could hardly be considered so with a pitiful maximum range of 1km or so. Not to mention, the highest form of weaponry in this world in an atomic nuke that currently could not be used on Zeta. A Callidus Assassin was currently acting as the president of the country they lived in. Not only does that mean that nukes from this country could not be used on Zeta, it also meant that all aerial activity was being monitored.

The only real threat to Zeta were the Avengers and even then, half of them could be taken out fairly easily. Although, the other half were extremely dangerous.

Nevertheless, with Saint Celestine, M'Shen was sure they would be able to defeat all the Avengers. She would just have to drug Natasha before the fight. Her intentions and alliances were obvious, her existence was only prolonged to serve Zeta.

Although M'Shen was watching the T.V. with Felicia and Nezuko, her mind was hyperactive with thoughts of threats. All of which she had already made plans for.

Regardless, the following night was uneventful.

After another couple of hours or so, everybody retreated to their bedrooms. Even Celestine did, as she was able to survey the area without moving thanks to her overwhelming Psyker Energy. This afforded M'Shen the opportunity to rest for once.

Of course, even while sleeping, she didn't lower her guard in the slightest. However, sleep was usually few and far between for her. She used this opportunity to get a full 8-hour sleep.

Zeta wasn't tired in the slightest, so he simply planned for the following days as Felicia happily used his chest as a pillow.

'HYDRA has one of two options.' He thought to himself. 'They will either hide away and regroup, using S.H.I.E.L.D's resources to hasten that process, or, they'll do a random and forceful assault on either S.H.I.E.L.D. or I.'

The second option sounds like the least intelligent option imaginable, which it was. However, Zeta and M'Shen had gotten rid of most of the high-ranking HYDRA members. When the head is killed, the body follows. When a massive criminal organization brainwashes every member to be mindless slaves, there's a good possibility everything will crumble the second the leaders are killed.

Nevertheless, Zeta would have to wait to know what option HYDRA would pick. If they act out and try to destroy S.H.I.E.L.D. or kill him? Zeta's utmost priority is the safety of himself, Felicia and Nezuko. And he'd honestly prefer if canon was maintained for a bit longer, so he wanted S.H.I.E.L.D. to be destroyed by HYDRA. On the other hand, if HYDRA laid low for a while to regain their numbers? Zeta would simply weed them out of existence.

The next day came swiftly as Zeta enjoyed having a beautiful woman hugging him as she slept. He couldn't remember the last time he had a genuine relationship with legitimate feeling involved. As far as he could remember, all the relationships he'd been in were ones where he could get something out of it, or simply just for sex.

Of course, this didn't mean that he was head over heels for Felicia, but he couldn't deny that she was growing on him, and fast.

[Balance: 2042]

(A.N. 670 points per day with 13 fully upgraded miner plus the Keep Nezuko safe mission.)

A couple hours of Zeta planning later, Felicia had woken up.

Her platinum hair covered most of Zeta's chest, along with her head. One arm was around his stomach and the rest of her body was almost perpendicular to him. Her body was veiled with a thin cover and she wore black lingerie.

With squinted eyes, Felicia pried her head from Zeta's chest and looked around with a questioning look. After a second or two, her eyes landed back on Zeta. With no hesitation, she plopped her head on the pillow besides him and pulled his head into her breasts before heading back to sleep.

As his train of thought had been disrupted, Zeta instead opted to occupy his mind by using Felicia. He gentle pulled a lock of her hair over her shoulder and comfortably in his grasp. He simply played with it until she woke up.

A couple of hours later, Zeta could be seen sitting at the dining table with Nezuko, Felicia, M'Shen and Celestine. Zeta, M'Shen and Celestine could easily live off of 20% of the food that Nezuko and Felicia ate, however, there was no real need to be conservative with their food consumption. Their organs were far to advanced and their metabolism made them physically unable to be fat.

The Sisters of Battle and Astra Millitarum soldiers on the other hand, not only required far less food than even Zeta because of their low brain function.

Nevertheless, it was finally time... to take Nezuko to school.