Stand User in Marvel Universe Chapter 840

Simultaneously, Peter, having safely escorted MJ home, remained oblivious to the significant problem Dio had just resolved for him. He was also unaware of the severe thrashing he had endured during his training session. A 9-point evaluation… the percentage system, that is.

MJ, who arrived home without incident, felt a slight tremor from the day's thrilling events, replaying them in her mind during the journey back.

"Would you like to come in for a glass of water?" she inquired, turning to face Peter.

"No need. I believe Aunt May might be worried about me right now," Peter replied, waving his hands dismissively.

"Well, my parents are away on a business trip today, so I'm all alone," MJ confessed shyly. Peter, however, seemed to miss her subtle hint, only gazing at MJ with a hint of melancholy.

"I'm to blame for everything that happened to you today. I had no idea revealing my identity would lead to so much trouble," Peter apologized.

"So, you're sorry?" MJ shot him a sour look. "Sorry about what?" she pressed, her voice tinged with bitterness. "Do you regret knowing me?" she bombarded Peter with pointed questions.

"Never! I would never regret knowing you, it's just..." Peter stammered, at a loss for words. If Dio were present, he would have deducted the final 9 points from his earlier evaluation of Peter!

MJ, frowning, realized waiting for Peter to initiate was futile. With a decisive move, she grasped Peter's hand, saying, "Come with me, I have something to tell you."

Peter inwardly braced himself, expecting MJ to be furious. Yet, he knew there was little he could do, as the day's events were bound to have frightened her.

He was quickly disoriented when MJ led him to her room, locked the door, and then pushed him onto the bed. Peter sat there, stunned, unsure of how to react.

MJ, conversely, appeared remarkably composed, seemingly aware of her intentions. She knew what she desired, having reflected upon many past regrets. Yet, one thing she never regretted was meeting Peter.

"MJ, what are you doing?" Peter asked innocently as MJ began to disrobe.

"Stop talking and start stripping, you bad boy!" MJ commanded with an air of dominance.

The commanding words from MJ left Peter in a state of distress.

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The following day, Peter, who had seemingly transitioned from boyhood to manhood, appeared to have regained his equilibrium. Sunlight streamed brightly through the window, and the air was refreshingly crisp.

What about school?

Peter decided to take it easy today. Given everything that had transpired yesterday, he wasn't ready to return to academics just yet.

After all, he had just shared an intimate night with MJ and needed some time to process it all. Nevertheless, Peter felt a surge of motivation. He resolved to himself that he would never give up without a fight!

"Do you want something to eat? I'm feeling hungry," Peter asked as he observed MJ opening her eyes.

MJ immediately covered her face with a pillow, feeling embarrassed to face Peter after their encounter the previous night.

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"Have things been resolved?"

"Well, while it still feels rather raw, it's severely lacking in all aspects. But… take your time, it's a fine piece of jade."

Dio, clad in an apron while frying a poached egg, displayed a clear impatience to proceed.

"He's only sixteen! You're being unfair!" Wanda protested hastily after a moment of hesitation.

Dio sighed, understanding Wanda's concerns. "Wanda, the situation is developing too rapidly! You know how difficult it was for us to defeat Thanos! The multiverse cannot afford to wait, and it won't wait for us either! There's simply no time for Peter to grow at a leisurely pace."

"It all comes down to whether we can protect ourselves!" Peter interjected, flipping the eggs in the pan. "Tony also urgently requested that I develop Peter into an excellent leader for the future Avengers, so they can confront impending threats!" Dio conveyed his anxieties to Wanda.

He recognized that merely existing within the Marvel universe posed dangers, but if the universe were to truly evolve into a multiverse, these perils would escalate exponentially – by tens, hundreds, or even millions of times!

Wanda, her belly visibly showing her pregnancy, embraced Dio from behind, sensing the grim outlook he held for the world.

"Remember when you told me not to overthink things? That we could address future problems later? Perhaps things aren't as dire as you perceive," Wanda said, attempting to soothe Dio.

Dio erupted in laughter, utterly surprised by Wanda employing his own words against him. “You are absolutely correct! It truly isn’t a significant matter! If this world is ruined, we can always relocate to a safer one! Now, come and sample my fried egg; it's exceptionally delicious!” Dio declared with a grin, placing the dish he had prepared onto a plate.

“Don’t you intend to name your child first? Or is it perhaps too early for that?” Wanda inquired good-humoredly.

“It’s still a few months before the baby arrives, isn’t it? Why should we be naming them now?” Dio asked, a touch of curiosity in his voice. “But allow me to contemplate. Have we considered merging our two names?” Dio proposed.

“Dida? That doesn't exactly sound like a great name, does it?” Wanda remarked, her laughter soft.

“Wio? That doesn't sound good either!” Dio exclaimed, a frown creasing his face. “Perhaps we both need to undergo name changes just so the child can have a splendid name!” Dio jested lightly.

“Have you perhaps bumped your head one too many times? Absolutely not! Why on earth would I change my name for such a reason?” Wanda retorted, giving Dio’s shoulder a playful smack.

“Hmmm, what about Dao? I recall it signifying something meaningful in my culture,” Dio suggested, shrugging his shoulders.

“It doesn’t sound unpleasant, but what exactly does it mean?” Wanda inquired.

“Who is concerned with the meaning? The singular truth we must hold dear is that this child is the beautiful fruit of our love,” Dio stated, his gaze fixed lovingly upon Wanda.

Wanda offered a smile and nodded, recognizing the profound sense in Dio's words.

“Dao, our precious little Dao. In the future, he shall be known as Dao Brando, but to whom will he bear the greater resemblance? Will it be me, or you?” Wanda asked, her curiosity piqued.

“He will undoubtedly bear resemblance to both of us. I am handsome, and you are beautiful, so it hardly matters. He shall inherit the entirety of our genetic legacy,” Dio proclaimed with evident pride.

Dio eagerly anticipated the day he would cradle his child in his arms, yet he harbored a degree of uncertainty regarding whether the offspring would inherit either of their extraordinary powers. Would they manifest the Scarlet Witch’s Power? Or would they inherit Dio’s Stand Ability?

While acknowledging that both of their powers possessed their own inherent drawbacks, Dio fervently hoped that his children would possess the capacity to shatter the shackles of predetermined fates and ascend to the heavens on their own volition.

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