Black Widow: A Contract of Indenture? I Signed It! Kamen Rider Hanae!

"I don't think this is a joke."

Li Ang rested his chin on his hand, twirling a pen in his other hand. "Two million US dollars. According to our exchange rate, you can draw two hundred beginner gashapon capsules or twenty intermediate gashapon capsules."

"That sounds like a lot, doesn't it?"

Li Ang's lips curled up slightly, revealing a set of white teeth.

"But as you saw, Fury spent ten million dollars and in the end only got a Devil Fruit and a Green Lantern ring."

"As for Tony Stark, nobody knows how much money he's spent here."

Natasha remained silent.

She remembered the director's expense report, which seemed to indicate that Captain America spent $500 million to extract the anti-aging serum.

Judging from what the store manager is saying, Fury is actually sharing his money with Captain America.

This black braised egg!

"Why!"

Natasha's gaze fell on the bank card on the table, then she looked at the flyer next to it that looked like it was hiring waiters.

As a top agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., she has interrogated countless tough guys and stolen countless top-secret intelligence.

There are few things in this world that can make her feel powerless.

But luck is something that isn't taught in the spy manual.

"So you mean I signed this contract of servitude..."

Natasha pointed to the job posting, her red lips parted slightly, and her tone carried a hint of unbelievable absurdity, "Oh no, a labor contract, and you can become stronger?"

"To clarify, this is not a contract of servitude, but a mutual letter of intent for cooperation."

Li Ang casually pushed the paper towards Natasha.

"Our first-time employee benefits include five free gashapon (capture the gashapon machine) experiences, plus free meals and accommodation, and you won't have to deal with the mess that S.H.I.E.L.D. is causing you."

"The only price is that you need to put in a tiny bit of work."

"Insignificant?" Natasha glanced at the contract terms. "Responsible for shop cleaning, preparing three meals a day, greeting customers, and acting as security when necessary..."

"So what do they do?"

Banner and Darcy Louis were taken aback and silently turned their heads away.

Li Ang: "They are working voluntarily for free, so I will not force them."

Natasha looked up, her eyes slightly narrowed. "Manager, can I work for free?"

"Of course you can, but you'll lose your chance to use five gashapon capsules."

Li Ang's voice was deep and seductive, "In today's battlefield, you can't just stand your ground with two Glocks anymore."

"You don't want to be stuck behind your teammates cheering '666' on the next mission, do you?"

These words struck Natasha squarely at the heart.

I recall the helplessness I felt when I could only escape by car from the sanatorium.

Give me the pen.

Natasha snatched the pen from Li Ang's hand.

On that rather simple A4 sheet of paper, she signed her name in a flamboyant manner.

If Nick Fury knew that the top agent he painstakingly recruited had become a cleaner at a gashapon shop for just five chances to win a lottery, he'd probably be furious.

But Natasha didn't care.

If you can get something for free, who would want to spend money?

Moreover, as an agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., it makes perfect sense for her to infiltrate the vicinity of a suspected alien powerhouse, right?

"Welcome to the Gashapon Shop family."

Li Ang smiled and put away the contract, then casually tossed over five tokens.

"Go ahead and try out your employee benefits."

Natasha held the five heavy tokens, her palms slightly sweaty.

This is even more nerve-wracking than dismantling a nuclear bomb with only a ten-second countdown.

She walked up to the most fancy-looking gashapon machine, took a deep breath, and inserted a coin.

Snap, gurgle.

The first red gashapon capsule rolled out.

Natasha opened it with trembling hands.

【Item: Pepper Spray (Extra Strength)】

[Description: Contains potent capsaicin; even the perverted Hulk would tear up for three seconds if sprayed in his eyes.]

"..."

Natasha looked at the pink spray bottle in her hand, and a vein throbbed on her forehead.

She's a secret agent!

She's the only one who's ever molested anyone else; who would dare to molest her?

Do I still need pepper spray?

"Don't be discouraged, it's just a stepping stone, it's standard procedure," Li Ang said leisurely, munching on sunflower seeds.

Natasha gritted her teeth and threw in the second one.

Click.

[Item: Special Agent Disguise Suit]

[Description: While it can't change your body shape, it can help you quickly apply a full face of makeup, saving you the trouble of waking up an hour earlier.]

"I want to kill someone," Natasha said, her voice sounding like it was being squeezed out between her teeth.

"Calm down, this is for better work," Li Ang comforted her. "As the face of this store, maintaining your appearance is very important."

The third one.

[Item: Truth Lollipop]

[Description: Within a minute of eating it, you'll find yourself blurting out your innermost thoughts.]

The fourth one.

【Item: Portable Folding Frying Pan】

[Description: Just like the style worn by Red Wolf (a popular Chinese cartoon character), an essential item for home, travel, and even murder and robbery.]

When the fourth gashapon capsule yielded a frying pan, Natasha completely broke down.

She slammed the frying pan heavily onto the counter, making a loud bang, and stared intently at Li Ang with her beautiful eyes.

She strongly suspects that she has been set up by capital!

"Is this what they call guaranteed to produce a masterpiece?" Natasha laughed angrily.

"Usually, the main character only appears at the last moment."

Li Ang shook his head helplessly, put down the sunflower seeds in his hand, pointed to the last token in Natasha's hand, and said, "If you get something good in the first four tries, what's the point of this dramatic plot?"

"You'd better pray you're right."

Natasha gave a soft snort and stuffed the last token into the coin slot.

Click.

Glug glug...

This time the sound seemed a little different.

When the gashapon capsule was opened, the lights in the entire store dimmed for a moment.

Instead of dropping any physical items as before, a clear and high-pitched cry rang out.

Boo!

A beam of pure white light shot into the sky from the gashapon capsule.

To Natasha's astonishment, the light swirled and coalesced in the air, vaguely transforming into the phantom of an elegant and noble white swan.

Countless pure white feathers drifted down inside the small shop, each feather carrying a heart-pounding energy fluctuation.

"This is..." Natasha instinctively reached out her hand.

The swan's phantom swooped down and solidified the instant it touched her palm.

A silver-white metal belt and an exquisite white card case.

【Kamen Rider Femme Transformation Set】

[Description: The first female Kamen Rider in the Heisei era, she has a contract with the Mirror World's contracted beast, "Shining Wings," and possesses the abilities to manipulate feathers, teleport, and enter the Mirror World. Elegant and timeless.]

"It seems this is the one that suits you best."

Li Ang had already picked up a cup of black tea, gently blew on it to cool it, and looked at it with admiration. "Black Widow is too dark a code name. Trying White Swan once in a while is not bad."

Natasha looked at the transformation device in her hand.

That feeling of being connected by blood traveled from my fingertips throughout my body.

She didn't need the instructions; the method of use naturally came to mind.

She fastened the belt around her slender waist, and the already somewhat loose trench coat was lifted up by an invisible force.

Natasha held the case high in her left hand, facing the full-length mirror in front of her.

"Henshin!"

Zizizi!

A crisp mechanical sound rang out as the cartridge slid into the belt slot.

Three gray-white afterimages separated from her body and then merged back into one in an instant.

The light dissipated.

Natasha disappeared.

Instead, there was a warrior dressed in silver-white body armor and carrying a white cloak.

Her face was covered by a mask shaped like a swan's outstretched wings, and she held a long, feathered sword. She exuded a cold and sacred beauty.

"This is... power?"

Natasha's voice came from beneath the mask.

She clenched her fist gently, and the air popped in her palm.

The feeling of energy filling her entire body made her feel like she could even split a tank in two with a single sword strike.

More importantly, her gaze changed.

She can see the dust particles floating in the air, and she can see the energy flows in the corners of the shop that were previously invisible.

"How are you feeling?" Li Ang asked with a smile.

Swish!

Natasha casually swung her winged sword, the tip drawing a graceful arc in the air. Several energy feathers shot out like flying knives, precisely severing the teacup in Li Ang's hand... and a wisp of steam rising above.

This level of control is terrifying.

"good."

Natasha deactivated her transformation, and her armor dissipated into specks of light.

She tossed her slightly messy red hair aside, a confident smile spreading across her face. "Although I still feel like you tricked me, I accept this outcome..."

"Since you've accepted it, let's get to work."

Li Ang pointed to the broom in the corner, "First sweep up the feathers on the ground, those were your special effects."

Natasha's smile froze on her face.

Just as this newly minted Kamen Rider was about to pick up a broom in order to keep his job.

jingle.

The wind chimes on the door rang again.

This time, there was no storm, no hurried footsteps.

The door was slowly pushed open.

A strange chill crept in through the crack in the door, causing Natasha, who had just gained her powers, to shiver involuntarily.

She turned around alertly, her hand already on the buckle of her belt.

A man was standing at the door.

He was wearing a well-tailored black suit with a dark green trench coat over it, and a scarf around his neck.

His black hair was slightly curly, and his skin was so pale it looked sickly, but his green eyes revealed an arrogance and mockery that looked down on all living beings.

Most strikingly, he held a scepter in his hand, making him appear both a retro gentleman and a dangerous madman.

The man didn't look at Natasha. He walked into the store with elegant steps, glanced around at the colorful gashapon machines, and finally fixed his gaze on Li Ang, who was drinking tea behind the counter.

Excuse me.

The man's voice was as smooth as silk being rubbed together, with a distinctive British accent.

He tapped the floor lightly with his scepter, producing a crisp sound.

"Excuse me, is this the Midgard armory?"

Natasha's hair stood on end.

Even from several meters away, she could feel the pressure emanating from this man.

That's not the kind of aura a human should have.

Li Ang put down his teacup and looked at the unexpected guest. His smile not only didn't disappear, but became even brighter.

Welcome!

Li Ang stood up, bowed slightly, and still wore that cunning businessman's smile.

"However, sir, although our shop is a small business, if you don't buy anything..."

"Even if you're a prince from Asgard, I'll still kick you out."