On this day, Natasha returned from shopping to Constantine's storage room in Brooklyn.
These days, in view of the situation in NY and the continuous gunshots everywhere, Natasha is living here in Constantine and is responsible for taking care of Constantine.
Because ever since Cacharus arrived, Constantine had held his book wrapped in black cloth and remained motionless, not even smoking.
For two days, in order to test whether Constantine was pretending to be like this, Natasha deliberately did not come back to cook for Constantine on time.
However, in the monitor that Natasha secretly put down, Constantine remained motionless for two days.
Out of a sense of responsibility for the mission and some unnecessary curiosity, Natasha stayed with Constantine.
Every day at meal time, at Natasha's urging, Constantine reluctantly changed from sitting on the bed to sitting on the dining table, and then changed back again after eating.
But today is different.
Today, after Natasha finished shopping in a place protected by NY police, she was blocked by a group of people in an alley with vehicles.
Just as he was about to draw his gun, Coulson's bald head was exposed from the slowly lowering car window.
"Long time no see, Natasha."
Picking up the shopping bag that was thrown on the ground in a panic, Natasha checked whether the items inside were damaged. Natasha turned around and left without raising her head.
"Hey~ wait a minute, Natasha, wait a minute."
After opening the car door and jumping out of the car, Colson stood in front of Natasha and blocked Natasha's way.
"What happened last time was not our intention. During that time, we really forgot about your existence."
Coulson was still explaining what happened before the dimensional invasion. Indeed, under Constantine's little trick, Natasha's existence was ignored.
But this argument is unconvincing. It is a shameful act to abandon a comrade at any time.
Natasha's behavior at this moment also gave Coulson a headache. After all, who made Coulson the team leader?
"Natasha, this time you really have to do something."
Before she finished speaking, Natasha punched Colson in the abdomen. The severe pain made Colson's legs unable to support him, and he knelt down in front of Natasha.
"Wait, stop."
He covered his abdomen with one hand, bent down and pressed his forehead against the ground, and stretched his other hand behind his body to prevent other team members who got off the car from doing anything violent to Natasha.
After a long time, Colson finally recovered. He struggled to stand up from the ground with his hands, and put on his harmless smile again.
The most important thing is to tell Natasha the mission files and related matters, try to get Natasha to get more information from Constantine, and let Constantine bring SHIELD into Dragon Academy.
"One point worth explaining is that SHIELD has now reached the most critical point. The turning point lies with Constantine. This mission can only succeed."
She found a carrot from the shopping bag she was carrying, shook off the dirt on it, poked Colson's suit, and made a circle of dirt from the tip of the carrot on the suit. Natasha said nonchalantly:
"So what if we fail!"
"If it fails, SHIELD may cease to exist, and we will all be erased."
Coulson's words are a bit alarmist, but for Natasha, this is tantamount to the end of the world.
After wandering for many years, she finally found an organization that could accept her, and she also had a place to stay.
If this shelter is disbanded, she will return to that lonely and helpless situation again.
Coulson seized on this and used Natasha's worst fears to force Natasha into submission.
Perhaps Natasha herself did not realize that as long as she revealed that she was the only bridge of communication with Constantine, the Security Council might instantly elevate her to a high position.
But the mindset of an agent made Natasha involuntarily want to hide herself and avoid being exposed to the public.
This also gave Coulson room to operate and use fear to break through Natasha's defense.
After talking to Colson, Natasha didn't know how she got back to the storage room. She walked in a hazy way, but luckily she didn't encounter any special night activities on the way.
After hesitating at the door for a long time, Natasha took a deep breath to calm down, and then she mustered up the courage to open the already familiar door.
In the storage room, as usual, if you ignore Constantine who still maintains a motionless posture, this storage room is no different from an empty house.
Putting down all the purchased ingredients in the kitchen and finishing the processing, Natasha prepared dinner as usual and then called Constantine.
After the meal, Natasha took the initiative to clear away the dishes, but this time for the first time, Constantine did not return to his bed, but sat and lit a cigarette.
"Your soul aura is disordered. What happened to you?"
Constantine's words caused Natasha's hands to collect the tableware to freeze in the air, and she didn't know what to say next.
Just when Natasha was still hesitating, she heard Constantine say: "Since you have taken my wolf ashes, even if you are under my protection, there are not many people in the world that I can worry about.
Not even Mephisto."
Listening to Constantine's arrogant and confident words, Natasha gained a little confidence.
"What if you were allowed to return to Dragon Academy?"
After tentatively speaking out her request, Natasha was prepared to bear Constantine's wrath.
However, Constantine just frowned and did not look at Natasha. He said nonchalantly: "I want to go back to Dragon Academy. Who told you?"
As long as they were willing to communicate, it meant that there was room for discussion on the matter. For the success of the mission, Natasha took out the mission document and handed it to Constantine.
Holding a cigarette in one hand, he flipped through the contents of the document with the other. After reading the last page, he closed it and threw it back to Natasha.
"I thought it was something, a deal with the devil. These people don't have any brains."
Constantine cursed the people and demons mentioned in the document unceremoniously. Of course, this kind of behavior of scolding oneself is not recommended. But in the eyes of uninformed people, this indignant tone is that of a person who maintains the security of the dimension.
The attitude a magician should have.
"Then can you help us?"
Natasha used the softest tone and spoke the gentlest words. But she no longer had the usual coquettishness to lure information from the enemy.
"Okay...but..."
This time, Constantine actually agreed directly. Although there was still a hesitant tone later, Natasha was already overjoyed by such a beginning.
"Wait a moment, I'll let the people who can make the decision talk."
Natasha quickly dialed Coulson's phone and conveyed the signal that Constantine was willing to negotiate.
Within a few minutes, there was a knock on the storage room door.