Marvel’s Ultimate Connector

Chapter 56: Being a Hooligan Is Risky, Being a Pervert Requires Caution

What do I do…?

Maybe I should borrow some money…

But who would lend me such a large amount?

On the way home, Felicia was still troubled by her father's situation.

Thoughts swirled in her mind.

She couldn't help but think of Ethan Lee—her teacher.

He seemed well-off… even Stark had come to purchase his paintings.

Among all the people she knew, he seemed like the only one who could—and possibly would—help her.

Felicia bit her lip.

Torn between pride and her father's potential sentence reduction, she chose the latter without hesitation.

But… would he help me?

Their relationship hadn't reached that level.

He had so many admirers already…

Felicia hesitated, lingering not far from home.

Eventually, she made up her mind.

Even if I have to use my body… if it's him, maybe… it wouldn't be so bad.

She pulled out her phone, ready to call Ethan.

Just then—

"Oh~ my dear Felicia, I finally caught you."

A sleazy voice rang out.

The speaker was a high school boy, dressed in expensive clothes—clearly from a well-off family.

"Ryan!"

Felicia's expression turned ice cold.

"It's illegal to harass someone outside their home," she snapped. "If you don't want me to call the police, get lost."

"Oh, look at that~" Ryan grinned arrogantly.

"The thief's daughter calling the police? Isn't that a case of the pot calling the kettle black?"

"You—!"

Felicia clenched her fists.

"How do you know?"

"I just happened to drop by and saw your dad getting arrested."

Ryan stepped closer, a disgusting smirk on his face.

"So why won't you just accept me already, Felicia?"

"Shut up! Don't say my name like that!"

Felicia's patience was gone. Her icy gaze matched the stark white of her hair.

Gone was the occasional playfulness she showed around people she liked.

In its place was the cold, impenetrable wall she reserved for creeps like Ryan.

"You're desperate for money now, aren't you?" Ryan pressed on, clearly feeling he had the upper hand.

"You don't want your dad getting bullied in prison, do you? I could lend you some money… if you're willing to accompany me, that is. Hehehe~"

"You—? Pfft."

Felicia suddenly chuckled, her delicate face softening into a look of utter disdain.

"Sorry, Master Ryan, but if I ever had to sell my body for money, I'd never pick you."

Her voice was dripping with mockery.

"I've already chosen my rich man.

Even if I slept with him every day, I wouldn't spare you a single glance—no matter what twisted games you're into."

"You!"

Ryan's face flushed red.

"You shameless woman! Don't blame me for getting rough!"

He lunged forward, clearly intent on dragging her into a nearby alley.

"Ryan, what are you doing!?"

Felicia's clear eyes widened. It was too late to run—he was too close.

How dare he…!

Just as Ryan reached out—

A series of moves Ethan had taught her flashed through her mind.

It was like a warm, steady pair of hands guided her.

She stepped sideways—just a small, swift move.

Ryan grabbed at thin air.

He lunged again—missed again.

Confused, he glanced at his hands.

Did I get weaker or something? I can't even grab a girl?

At that moment, Felicia had gathered enough momentum.

She kicked out with perfect form and fierce precision.

Ryan flew backward and crashed into a wall with a scream.

"Aaagh!"

He clutched his face—his nose was gushing blood.

Her kick… broke my nose!? When did Felicia get this strong!?

As he tried to get up—

WHAM!

Someone grabbed his head and smashed it forward with brutal force.

"AAAHH! AAHHH!!"

Ryan howled like a pig being butchered.

"With such weak moves, you want to play the pervert, kid?"

Ethan Lee tossed him aside like garbage.

Then, turning to Felicia, his tone softened, "What do you think? Pretty effective, right?"

"Teacher!"

Felicia gasped in surprise, then threw herself into his arms like a swallow flying home.

Ethan gently brushed her cold, beautiful face.

"Call me Ethan."

"…Ethan…"

Felicia bit her lip, a complex glint in her eyes.

Then suddenly—she stood on tiptoe and kissed him.

She had endured so much that day.

In that moment, it felt like the only way to release everything bottled inside.

Mmm…

Ethan could feel the storm of emotion behind it.

Time to use his well-honed techniques to soothe her turmoil.

On that quiet street, the handsome teacher and the snow-haired beauty embraced and kissed—

A scene that could have been torn from a romance film.

Except for the guy nearby, lying on the ground and howling non-stop, ruining the moment.

Ethan and Felicia casually stretched out a leg to kick him every now and then.