...
"But you're the only one I want."
"Leon, you..."
Leon's absolute sincerity made the self-abasing and self-reproaching Arcee feel flattered and too embarrassed to speak again, so she became mute once more.
At this moment.
Tony's voice came from the side at an inopportune moment, interrupting the somewhat ambiguous atmosphere developing between Leon and Arcee.
"Uh, I say..."
"You two, now is not the time for flirting. We're almost there."
In the extremely distant, invisible to the naked eye.
Gomera, occupied by Terrorists, was faintly visible. The haze of war enveloped the skies above Gomera, looking like a giant mushroom cloud with dense fungal growths underneath from afar.
"Tony, when's your next cover girl appointment?"
Leon asked with a "smile."
"Why do you ask?"
Tony was puzzled, and at the same time, became wary.
"Nothing."
Leon chuckled, revealing his true intention: "Just want to kick your ass right in front of her!"
With that said.
Leon, driving Arcee, accelerated a second time and went ahead, leaving Tony alone, disheveled in the Jet Glider's exhaust flames.
"Oh, and Arcee."
"Hmm?"
"Do you know why the anti-inertia field generator failed just now? Generally, it shouldn't be like that. Tony wouldn't leave such a low-level design flaw."
"..."
What Leon really wanted to ask was what organ the anti-inertia field generator was equivalent to for Arcee now, but he was afraid Arcee would be stimulated again, so he didn't dare to ask too directly.
However.
Even so.
After a slight hum of doubt, Arcee skillfully played mute again.
"Alright."
"Consider it unasked."
Leon shrugged helplessly.
In reality.
Arcee was unwilling to answer for no particular reason, but simply out of shyness.
Because the anti-inertia field, in a sense, was equivalent to her love for the driver.
The 'love' here doesn't necessarily mean romantic love; it could also be friendship, care, adoration, respect, passion, affection, concern, maternal love... and so on.
But ultimately, such a rapid development of feelings might still be a bit too fast for Leon and Arcee, who had only just started getting along.
But how can you expect a woman who has been lonely for an unknown number of years and suffers from post-war trauma to remain calm?
As for what kind of 'love' Arcee has for Leon, only she herself knows.
After all, the emotion of 'love' is the most illogical.
【Tip: Arcee's partner mode has been unlocked.】
"Woohoo!"
Leon cheered excitedly, unable to hide the smile on his face.
"Leon, what are you laughing at?"
Arcee asked, puzzled.
"I thought of something happy."
Leon's lips curved into a smile, then he continued:
"Arcee, partner mode."
"What?"
Before Arcee herself could react, her body instinctively obeyed Leon's command and began to transform, this time in the direction of body compression.
Soon.
The car-sized Jet Glider that Leon was riding on disappeared.
In its place.
Was the cyber succubus, embracing Leon in his arms, entirely silver-gray and black, with purple accents on her knees, waist, chest, shoulders, and sides of her face, a sexy, graceful, human-sized figure!
"Arcee, this mode of yours is quite good-looking."
Leon praised from the bottom of his heart.
"!!!"
However, Arcee didn't seem to appreciate it. She covered her chest with both hands, glared at Leon with shame and indignation, and immediately transformed back into motorcycle mode.
"Leon, if you ever make me transform into partner mode again without warning when we're out, I promise I'll never... I won't talk to you for a week!"
Arcee was truly so angry her chest hurt this time.
After all.
Her partner mode was also known as the "Emperor's New Clothes" mode, which was equivalent to a normal person wearing nothing.
As for why a robot would have such a concept, one can only say—Cybertronians, aren't they amazing?
"Ah, this..."
Leon didn't expect Arcee's reaction to be so strong just from asking her to transform into partner mode. It seemed he had inadvertently stepped on her landmine again.
This was an important knowledge point for teaching, and he had to write it down in a small notebook.
Jarvis, write it down for me... Oh, Jarvis isn't here anymore. It seems Leon will have to prepare a separate paper notebook for Arcee himself.
Lest she discover it if he writes it in an electronic notebook.
Cybertronian language is good, Leon wants to learn it, loves to learn it.
After a series of twists and turns.
Gomera was already close at hand.
"Woohoo~"
At an altitude of ten thousand meters, Leon took a leap of faith from Arcee's waist.
Having seen Leon use his flying superpowers before, Arcee wasn't worried about him.
It wasn't until Leon's descent speed became faster and faster, with no signs of slowing down, that Arcee truly panicked, diving down at extreme speed to chase after Leon.
But it seemed too late...
"Leon!!!"
Arcee cried out in alarm.
But under her astonished gaze, Leon landed like a superhero, like a steel needle, firmly embedding himself half a meter deep into the ground.
Aside from kicking up a large cloud of dust, he stood up from the pit as if nothing had happened, his handsome and mature figure standing tall on the earth.
—Heroic entrance!
Immediately after.
Tony, wearing the Mark 3, who had been forgotten by both Leon and Arcee, also made a cushioned superhero landing beside Leon.
Finally, the belated motorcycle mode Arcee arrived.
But as soon as she landed, she immediately transformed into a five-meter-tall humanoid combat mode amidst a series of clanking and banging sounds.
Duang! Duang!
Two sounds of metal clashing rang out as Arcee, enraged, slapped both brothers who were posing, knocking them to the ground.
"What the f—!"
"Why did you hit me too?"
Seeing Arcee in combat mode, Tony was shocked, then complained.
But when he saw Arcee fiercely grabbing Leon by his collar, easily tossing him into the air, and questioning him, Tony immediately fell silent. This woman seemed unapproachable, where did she even come from?
"Don't let it happen again, Leon!"
Arcee was almost short-circuited by Leon's terrifying antics.
She could guarantee that in the short time she had known Leon, her emotional fluctuations were definitely comparable to the sum of the past few hundred years. How could one describe it but as thrilling!
This scene.
To the Terrorists who were currently conscripting able-bodied men in Gomera's civilian homes, it was even more fantastical than a fairy tale—What the hell? In this day and age, motorcycles have become spirits, right?
After receiving Leon's repeated assurances, Arcee finally agreed to put him down.
Seeing this, Tony walked up to Leon, pointed to the combat mode Arcee, whose shoulders they could barely reach even when stacked on top of each other, and said:
"Leon, regarding Miss Arcee, I think I also need an explanation."
"There's nothing to explain. Didn't Jarvis already say it? She was picked up."
With that said.
The Tungsten-Vibranium shield was instantly retrieved from the system space and landed on Leon's left hand, while his other hand drew the 'Desert Eagle with infinite bullets' from the gun holster on the right side of his uniform thigh, entering full combat readiness.
Seeing Leon's perfunctory explanation, Tony didn't bother to press further. His palm cannons began to charge, aiming at the bewildered Terrorists.
"Hey, Brother, let's make a deal."
"What?"
"These guys are all for me and Arcee. You go destroy their cached weapons, how about it?"
"As you say."
Tony put away his palm cannons, looked up at Arcee, and instructed: "Although I don't know your origin, Leon is in your hands, Arcee."
"Mm."
Transforming her arms into two plasma beam cannons, Arcee nodded solemnly.
This time.
She would never let go of her partner again until her spark was completely extinguished.