Chapter 56: The Hardest Worker

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"Milk delivery? Begging? Uncle?"

Who raised these kids? Their words are even more biting than mine!

Staring at the door that had just slammed in his face, Tony Stark took a deep breath, trying to calm himself: I'm not angry, I'm not angry. They're just two kids. I won't stoop to their level...

"F**k!"

In the end, he couldn't hold it in.

Usually, it was him who had the sharp tongue, not the other way around. He was going to find out whose kids these were and who raised them!

"Hey? Who are you?"

A puzzled voice broke his thoughts. Tony turned to see a man walking toward him, carrying a few things from his car.

"I…"

Mike looked at him, confused. "Are you the newspaper delivery guy? We haven't ordered anything yet, try asking at another house."

Why did this guy look familiar?

"Newspaper delivery guy?"

Tony Stark's lip twitched in irritation.

Damn it, now he knew where those two troublesome kids got their attitude from.

He took a deep breath and said, "I'm Tony Stark. I know the previous owner of this house, and I came to check on him."

"Him? I don't know him. I just bought this house," Mike responded indifferently, walking toward the door. "If I'm not mistaken, we didn't invite you in."

Mike wasn't interested in getting involved with him—not now, at least.

"Wow, well, you really should send me an invitation. You should thank me, considering I've made this place look a lot better."

Mike's eyes twitched. "The front door's over there. Next time, be sure to knock."

Tony Stark hummed in irritation, turned around, and walked toward the gate.

Mike watched his retreating figure and shook his head.

Why did it have to be this troublesome guy? With that arrogant attitude, he looked even more annoying than he would in twenty years.

"He doesn't even have a beard, no wonder I didn't recognize him," Mike muttered to himself as he rang the doorbell.

Charles opened the door.

"Dad!"

He called out, peeking his head out, looking around. When he didn't see the arrogant, annoying person, he asked Mike, "Did that guy leave?"

"He left," Mike replied as he walked inside, looking around at the room that had undergone a complete transformation. He ruffled Charles's hair. "You did a great job!"

Charles grinned. "I worked the hardest!"

Clark and Eric exchanged puzzled glances.

Mike handed one of the bags to Clark, who had walked over. "There's juice inside. We'll eat soon."

The house was fully equipped with furniture and appliances, which Mike was quite happy about.

After putting the groceries in the fridge and washing his hands, Mike entered the kitchen.

The kitchen had everything he needed, which Mike had already confirmed before heading out to buy the ingredients. He'd even brought some spices with him this morning.

After washing the pots and pans, Mike began preparing the delayed lunch. Soon, a delicious aroma filled the air, making the three kids drool.

After lunch, the four of them cleaned up the house. Charles and Eric were exhausted and fell asleep, but Clark was still full of energy. He took it upon himself to tidy up the weeds in the yard.

"Having a kid like that really makes things easier," Mike thought, watching Clark's back. He began preparing for dinner.

They ate, washed up, and went to bed. The first day of their time away from home flew by so quickly.

The next day, Mike left home with Clark, and the now-rested Charles and Eric.

Their first stop: the Metropolitan Museum of Art.

It was one of the five largest museums in the world, with an impressive collection, making it the perfect place to expand the kids' horizons.

The museum's strange exhibits, incredible artworks, and fossils filled with historical significance left the three kids in awe, marveling at humanity's history and the past of the planet.

There were so many exhibits, even though many areas were closed off. Even though they only scratched the surface, it was already late by the time they were done.

After leaving the museum, they grabbed a bite to eat before heading to other locations: the Aquarium, Central Park, the amusement park…

They had a blast in the past few days.

Tonight, they were going to see the circus.

The circus performance was in Brooklyn, so they had to hurry, eating quickly and leaving early.

This particular circus was famous for touring the world, and they were lucky enough to catch it while it was in town.

Speaking of the circus, Mike suddenly recalled that when Clark was a child, they had also gone to a circus once.

That was still in Las Vegas.

Raven...

Suddenly, Mike thought of her—Raven, the "Blue Elf," who had been traveling the world, saving mutants.

He wondered how she was doing lately.

"Dad, Dad!"

Charles shook Mike's hand. "We should go in now."

Mike snapped back to reality and ruffled Charles's head, then nodded at Clark and Eric. "Let's go."

This time, they used Eric's abilities to get a few tickets closer to the front.

As they sat in the front row, the VIP feeling hit them instantly.

So comfortable!

Mike couldn't help but praise it.

"Dad, popcorn!"

Eric handed Mike a bucket of popcorn and stuffed it into his lap. Mike glanced at the others and saw the three brothers each holding a bucket. He grabbed a couple of kernels.

Crunch crunch—the four of them synchronized as they ate popcorn.

Buzz!

The lights dimmed, and a host in a tuxedo appeared on stage. After an amusing introduction and a small magic trick, the show began.

With music designed to build excitement, dazzling lights began flashing.

Passionate dancers filled the circus arena, and the atmosphere started to heat up.

Clark cautiously glanced at Mike, who was fixated on the dancing performers. Clark tugged on Mike's sleeve and whispered in his ear, "Dad, do you like her?"

"Hmm?"

Mike tensed up. "What are you up to?"

Clark scratched his head and said seriously, "If you like her, you can take her home, or even marry her if you want."

Mike, expressionless, pressed Clark's head down, redirecting his gaze toward the stage. "Watch the show."

"Oh!" Clark replied obediently.

This kid...

Mike suddenly felt the familiar pressure of being urged to marry, but this time, it came from Clark.

Shaking his head, Mike pushed that thought aside and focused on the performance.

This circus show was indeed impressive.

In addition to aerial silks, trampolines, acrobatics, and tightrope walking, there were breathtaking magic acts and animal performances. The thrilling aerialists and globe riders brought waves of excitement, pushing the fun atmosphere to its peak.

Finally, it was time for the grand finale of the show.

As the last performer appeared, Mike's eyes narrowed.

A mutant?

(End of Chapter)