Harem Streamer System: Every Crime I Broadcast Wins Me a Superheroine Chapter 30 Jealousy is Quite a Color!

After dinner, the three adults leaned back in their chairs, feeling pleasantly full and satisfied.

The kids, on the other hand, still had plenty of energy and were bouncing around the dining room.

Grace sighed and took a quick look at the clock.

"Well, that was wonderful."

She said, smiling warmly at Scott and Gwen.

"Would you two mind helping clear the table? I've got to get Felix and Felicity ready for school tomorrow and then put them to bed—I'm so tired."

Gwen shrugged, already stacking a few plates.

"Sure, Aunt Grace."

Scott leaned forward with a reassuring smile.

"Don't worry about a thing, Grace. Go rest up; we've got everything covered."

He flashed her a thumbs up right after.

Grace bead at him as her eyes crinkled.

"Aww~ you're such a darling, Scott."

She turned her attention to the kids and raised her voice just enough.

"Felix! Felicity! You'd better be washing your hands and ready for bed!"

With a playful groan, the kids scampered off, and Grace slipped out of the room, leaving Scott and Gwen to tackle the table.

Scott picked up the oddly large bowl of food that remained.

He looked at Gwen.

"So… was this for Grace's husband?"

"Oh, Uncle Mark? No, he's on duty. He's a cop around here. Won't be back for a few days."

"Interesting…"

Scott nodded thoughtfully.

"I an, it makes sense that it's not really his place now. If he's a cop in a city this packed with cri, I bet he's always out on the job. I've seen a few of the villains in teor City, and honestly, they're not exactly impressive, but still."

He paused then glanced back at the hefty bowl.

"So… who's this for?"

Gwen just sighed as she hoisted the hefty bowl with one hand while balancing plates in the other.

"It's probably for Uncle Jeff…"

She muttered, nodding toward the living room.

"He's the one who always eats the biggest portion—and still has the audacity to do nothing around the house."

Scott followed her to the living room, where they found a man sprawled on the couch, half-buried in blankets. His large belly rose and fell rhythmically as he watched TV with a glazed, almost oblivious expression. Food crumbs littered the couch around him, as though he'd been rooted there for hours.

At the sight of them, he managed a lazy wave but quickly gave up, nodding instead.

"Yo… *burp* I'm Jeff."

"Uh… nice to et you."

Scott forced a polite nod, taking in the man's slouched form, his unshaven face, and the way he seed almost fused to the couch.

Jeff's eyes settled on the bowl in Gwen's hands, and he perked up—well, as much as he could without actually moving.

"That my food?"

Gwen looked at him for a mont, her lips pressed tightly together.

Then, without saying anything, she threw the bowl at him.

Sohow, Jeff's reflexes kicked in, and he managed to catch it surprisingly fast, though a little still spilled onto his lap.

Scott raised an eyebrow at Gwen.

"Wasn't that a bit harsh?"

She didn't even look back and just kept walking toward the kitchen.

"That's how you treat cheeto pigs. I'll show him a little respect when he starts actually doing sothing around here."

Choosing to drop it, Scott sighed. "Fair enough."

In the kitchen, Gwen placed the last plate in the sink and wiped her hands as a pleased smile spread across her face.

Then she turned to Scott with a blank expression.

"Co on. Let's go check out your car."

Scott looked at her, brows furrowing in confusion.

"My car? Now? It's already pretty late."

Gwen was already halfway to the door when she turned to him, a playful smile on her face and that familiar tongue-in-cheek look in her eyes.

"What's the matter? Scared?"

She even let out a little giggle as her eyes dared him.

Scott scoffed with heavy pride. "As if."

Before she could say another word, he dashed toward the stairs, calling over his shoulder.

"I'll go grab my keys!"

"Alright, dude…"

Gwen chuckled as she waited by the door with arms coolly folded.

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The soft hum of the air conditioning filled the quiet inside Scott's Porsche. He and Gwen sat side by side, not really sure what to say or do now that they were finally alone together.

Gwen shifted a little, her fingers lightly touching the leather seats. She looked over at Scott, ready to say sothing, but the words slipped away. Instead, she ended up with a quick, awkward, "Sooo…" Her voice faded off, and she turned to stare out the window, a bit embarrassed.

Scott stayed quiet, just watching the lights outside flicker over them in a steady rhythm. He sighed softly, then started tapping his finger on the window button, pressing it down halfway before letting it back up, playing with it without really thinking.

Gwen noticed him fidgeting out of the corner of her eye and gave him a quick side-eye, trying to guess what was on his mind. But the second he glanced back at her, she quickly looked away, sitting up straighter and stretching her arms a bit, like she was just trying to get comfortable.

Another beat passed, then she cleared her throat, breaking the silence with a hint of impatience.

"Hey… S-, Scott?"

"Yeah?"

"I'm hot. And hungry…"

"Huh?"

"You're the driver, Scott. Do sothing about it."

Scott looked at her with a subtle, unreadable expression.

He glanced over at the AC display, saw it was working just fine, then rested a hand on his stomach. They'd just eaten, and he felt pretty full and content—so what was she actually getting at?

He turned to Gwen without a word, his gaze steady and thoughtful.

She t his eyes but felt her confidence slip under his silent stare. Shifting uncomfortably, a faint blush started to show on her cheeks.

"What?" she mumbled, sounding a bit defensive.

"Nothing."

Scott's lips quirked up in the faintest hint of a smirk.

Then, without a word, he opened the door and stepped out of the car, leaving Gwen blinking in surprise. She watched as he leaned against the side, pulled out his phone, and opened Chirper. His thumbs flew over the screen as he started typing furiously──as though his life depended on it!

Gwen huffed, still inside the car, crossing her arms.

『Did I not say it well…? I an I didn't say anything offensive for the most part… did I? Sigh~ I honestly can't understand that nerd even when I try.』

After a mont, curiosity got the best of her, and she leaned over, craning her neck to try and see what he was writing.

"Are you seriously Chirping right now?"

Scott didn't even look up. "Just a quick update!"

His eyes remained glued to his screen.

[@NightwatchOfficial:

Just going for a night drive with my childhood friend. Used to have a crush on her. But why is she saying she's hot and hungry even with the AC on, and we just ate dinner?? Is she trying to tell sothing, or am I just overthinking it? #NightDriveConfusion]

Scott waited a while and soon his fans got active.

To his surprise, he already had 8.7K followers on Chirper.

『To think a Nightwatch Chirper handle would be useful…』

He refreshed hoping ssages would roll into.

After half an hour, they did.

『I can't believe I waited half an hour for this shit. This better be worth it for real…』

He looked back at the screen.

[ @PhantomMuse89:

Just dump her, she's not worth it (ﾐ〒﹏〒ﾐ)

✢ 4.1K Likes | 530 Rechirps ]

└ [Of course @PhantomMuse89 is pissed LMAO]

└ [She's down bad for @NightwatchOfficial ◑.◑ freaky]

└ [Can y'all just let a girl love?? Like fr tho…]

[ @LetBeClear:

Not even subtle. My guy, you're being denser than a neutron star. LMAO you're driving her mad.

✢ 2.7K Likes | 87 Rechirps ]

[ @GeniusByChance:

Maybe she's just hungry. Or maybe you'll drive her ho and she'll tweet, "n can't take a hint these days."

✢ 3.7K Likes | 230 Rechirps ]

[ @GrandpaHero:

Back in my day, we just pulled over, put on so nice tunes, and let nature do the work. You kids complicate everything now. #MillennialSupremacy!!

✢ 2.3K Likes | 120 Rechirps ]

└ [Yeah, sure thing unc (¬_¬)]

└ [Bro hit unc status and is here telling us how he used to do it back in the day, no thanks unc ( ⚆ _ ⚆ )…]

└ ["Back in my day" ahh comnt fr (ㆆ _ ㆆ)]

[ @MrCluelessInLove:

You think you're confused? I once got "I'm kinda hungry" and thought she wanted actual food. Guess who's still single?

✢ 3.0K Likes | 240 Rechirps ]

[ @TheUltimateMole:

Plot twist: She's just genuinely cold. Imagine the embarrassnt if she wanted to grab a burger after all this advice. 😂 #NightwatchFails

✢ 4.3K Likes | 180 Rechirps ]

[@RealDealSpideyFan:

Dude, you're a superhero, but missing this clue like a civilian. She wants dessert…and I don't an ice cream.

✢ 840 Likes | 20 Rechirps ]

[ @Ghosted_Garrett:

Wow, dude. When my girl said she was hot and hungry, I ignored it…and now she's dating soone who knew what that ant.

✢ 3.3K Likes | 180 Rechirps ]

└ [Damn, villain origin right there (´-ι_-｀)]

└ [This app is way too depressing, I'm going back to Instaflick where I can actually laugh…]

└ [Click on #PeakOfIt if you really wanna see sothing depressing ( ಠ╭╮ಠ ) and I ain't joking fr]

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gaCorp…

The gentle hum of caras and the soft clatter of production equipnt could be heard as Miss rcury paced quickly through gaCorp's studio.

Her feet clicked sharply on the polished floor as she bit her fingers nervously.

『Fuck, fuck… FUCK IT ALL!』

She gripped her smartphone tightly with one hand, while the other was now clenched at her side.

Her desperate eyes moved quickly over the screen, scanning the countless responses to Nightwatch's latest Chirper post.

It was bad enough that he had hinted at having a new girlfriend last week. But now he was posting about a childhood friend he once had a crush on? The constant stream of chirps under his post felt like a deliberate jab:

[Is she cute?]

[Obviously. Imagine if she knows he's actually Nightwatch, that'll be so romantic （>﹏