Marvel Disassembler

Bucky's remark, "The King of Decapitation," thrilled Arthur for three whole days. However, after three days, Bucky had nearly forgotten what he had said that day.

Some things are often flashes of brilliance, but once that spark fades, it's completely gone, leaving not even a trace behind.

It's almost worse than someone flipping their attitude the moment their pants are up— there's no warning, no trace of it!

Arthur, who had been excited for three days, suddenly felt a bit down. After his mood dropped, he started to research the list.

And this list, of course, was the brainwashing list.

The list contained hundreds of names, ranging from up-and-coming business figures to influential figures whose names could not even be spoken aloud.

Arthur marked a few people as high priority targets, planning to take some time in the next couple of days to visit them.

After that, he looked at the list and felt troubled.

How should he deal with these people?

It was a difficult dilemma! 

Logically, this list was already a glaring piece of evidence, as many people hiding within SHIELD were included in it. 

But it still wasn't enough.

Hydra's organization was too vast. Arthur had to strike hard and fast, completely severing its ties to SHIELD.

If he only took small steps, it could actually cause the organization to hide even deeper… and when the time came to find an unguarded opportunity, it would be nearly impossible.

Since he couldn't directly use the list as proof to destroy Hydra, these individuals on the list would have to be utilized somehow.

The resources they controlled had to be seized!

But dealing with this alone would be very difficult for Arthur.

After thinking it over for a long time, he realized he needed Natasha's help. She was an experienced agent and far more professional in this area than Arthur himself.

He contacted Natasha, but the soonest they could meet was a week later because she was on a mission outside New York.

That night, when she returned to New York, Arthur was invited to her place.

He already knew the address, but this was his first time visiting her so he adopted the identity of a delivery man.

Riding his small motorcycle, Arthur disguised himself as the delivery guy, parked downstairs, and took the pizza into the elevator.

When he rang the doorbell, someone quickly came to open the door.

Arthur, taking a close look at Natasha, who was wearing a thin, sheer nightgown, blinked.

"Come in." Natasha's gaze showed no cracks, and she invited Arthur into the house.

Once inside, the door was shut.

"Your taste in nightgowns... hmm, is very high," Arthur said while glancing back at Natasha.

"You don't look very good." Natasha looked at Arthur and said, "Now, it's just the two of us here. I think you should make me feel more comfortable."

"…Sister, can we not say things that create misunderstandings?" 

Arthur felt a little speechless. In just a few words, she had completely taken the conversation off track— which is truly an amazing skill.

He placed the pizza on the table and returned to his original form.

"How did you do that?" Natasha asked, staring at Arthur in surprise. "This kind of thing makes me… curious. Yes, curious."

"Curious about what?"

Arthur looked at her.

"If you become me, well, not talking about psychological structure— because that would still be you… but physically, wouldn't you look completely like me?" Natasha asked with a curious expression.

Arthur scratched his head, feeling like he had no answer to this question.

He was an honest man, and even if he had turned into a woman, he hadn't exactly looked at his own body in the mirror.

Seeing Natasha gaze at him expectantly, Arthur fell silent for a moment before speaking up: "I guess... it's a complete transformation? Except for the psychological part…"

"That makes it even more intriguing!" Natasha replied eagerly.

She then asked, "How do you know every inch of me? How can you achieve such a complete transformation?"

Arthur felt his nose itch, and the topic made his heart race. He shook his head, unsure of what to say next. But before he could gather his thoughts, Natasha pressed on, "Be honest, when you became me, did you feel the slightest curiosity about your own body?"

She was seriously probing now, and as Arthur sat on the sofa, Natasha nearly climbed on top of him. The thin, sheer nightgown she wore accentuated her amazing figure, making it hard for him to ignore the surge of hormones.

"…You're crazy!!" Arthur couldn't take it anymore. "I'm not a hentai!"

"What's that?" Natasha immediately inquired, one hand casually resting on Arthur's shoulder. She suddenly added, "Oh right, you've undressed me more than once. Clearly, you don't need to look at your own body."

"Can we talk about something serious?" Arthur raised his hands, admitting defeat.

The problem was that Natasha had the face of a temptress and a body that made it impossible to look away. Right now, her relentless approach, like chasing the wind and the moon, was pushing Arthur closer and closer to a breaking point. As a normal man, Arthur realized with a start that he was… shrinking back!

Upon hearing this, Natasha immediately burst into laughter before curling up on the other side of the sofa. Her laughter was like that of a fox who had just stolen a hen.

Stealing a glance at Arthur, her flirtatious expression made his heart skip a beat, and he froze in place.

The next second, Arthur started mumbling to himself: "A heart as pure as ice, no matter how the sky falls, I'll remain unshaken."

"What are you saying?" Natasha leaned closer again.

Arthur nearly shouted, feeling as though he had fallen into a spider's den. He quickly switched tactics, thinking that his calming mantra wasn't working, and switched to: "Roujiamo, liangpi, lamb soup bun, Li Xiaomi..."

That seemed to calm him down a bit.

When he looked up and saw Natasha's teasing grin, Arthur groaned in frustration, "You're doing this on purpose, aren't you?"

"Looks like you're still pretty normal," Natasha replied with satisfaction, standing up. She spun around and said, "How do you think my nightgown looks?"

Arthur, thinking the conversation was over, took a sip of water. But when he suddenly heard her comment, he spit the water out all over Natasha.

The water drenched her, and given how thin her nightgown was, the effect was… striking.

Both of them froze in place, and Natasha's face turned bright red. She quickly turned and said, "I… I'm going to change."

Before Arthur could respond, she rushed into the room.

Arthur wiped the sweat from his forehead, feeling as though he had just walked out of the gates of hell.

His first visit was certainly… quite a thrilling experience!

(End of chapter)

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