After a brief conversation with Aunt May and confirming that Ben Parker was safe, Kagura Hitomi returned ho.
Since she had already healed all of Ben's physical injuries, all he needed now was so rest. When he woke up, he'd be good as new—no lingering effects at all.
'Hmm~ Hmmm♫~ Hmm♪!'
Running into Ben Parker's attack was completely unexpected.
It was perfect timing, in the perfect place—leading to a perfect encounter.
"Mmm ~♪ This must be fate!"
The girl let her imagination run wild...
But while so things could only happen by chance, others were within her power to control.
As she had suspected earlier, New York didn't seem all that safe.
Unlike Gotham's brooding caped crusader, who had nothing better to do than prowl the city at night and beat criminals to a pulp, no such superhero existed in present-day New York.
And as for their friendly neighborhood Spider-Man? He was still just an adorable little kid.
What made things even more suspicious was that, despite Rhodes Island Industries' efforts to improve public safety, cri rates weren't dropping as expected.
In fact, they seed to be climbing again.
That was a major red flag.
'Could HYDRA be up to sothing again?'
'This needed to be investigated.'
'No—this definitely needed to be investigated.'
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Manhattan, New York – Kagura Hitomi's Basent
Kagura Hitomi sat in her chair, two holographic screens floating before her.
One displayed a prototype plan for a global defense system.
The other showed cri statistics for New York City and other major tropolitan areas across the country.
Reducing cri wasn't a new goal for Rhodes Island Industries.
Kagura had already provided law enforcent with advanced weapons, next-gen surveillance tools, and state-of-the-art forensic and security equipnt.
In fact, cri rates had steadily declined ever since Rhodes Island Industries was founded.
But now, for so reason, it looked like they were climbing back up again.
"Going up and down like this... What are you, the stock market?"
Had she not done enough?
"Cortana, pull up a data map of recent cris in New York. Let see what's going on."
"Command confird."
As Cortana processed the request, red dots began appearing all over the holographic map of New York City.
"Cri Activity data from the past month has been fully loaded."
"Have there been any unusual trends? Because this map looks way too crowded for my liking."
Kagura twirled a strand of her silver hair between her fingers.
"Extract the data and analyze cri rate changes from the Stark Expo incident until now."
"Your instincts are sharp, Master."
A graph appeared before her, projected in midair.
"Ever since Hamr Industries was acquired, cri in New York has skyrocketed. Violent cris, gang wars—everything is escalating. It's reached a level that even the NYPD can't handle."
"Oh?" Kagura frowned. Sothing was definitely off.
"Can you use cloud-based data mining to determine the cause of this trend?"
"I'm on it, Master."
After a mont, Cortana responded.
"Preliminary analysis suggests that, for unknown reasons, a large quantity of advanced weapons—originally belonging to Hamr Industries—has flooded the black market.
"This has fueled the surge in violent cri. Notably, there are even reports of Palladium Arc Reactors being traded illegally."
"Wait, what?!"
Hearing this, Kagura imdiately straightened up.
"Didn't we conduct a full inventory and audit when we took over Hamr Industries?"
"Yes, Master."
"We thoroughly accounted for all weapons and equipnt. However, Hamr Industries' records were a complete disaster—riddled with loopholes and inconsistencies."
"It's highly likely that a hidden faction managed to stash away and smuggle out so of their gear."
"A hidden faction? HYDRA again...?" Kagura's expression darkened.
"So, they're trying to squeeze one last payday out of Hamr Industries' corpse, huh? An Arc Reactor alone is worth a fortune."
She bit her lip.
"Whatever their plan is, these heavily ard criminals and black market operations need to be shut down. Imdiately."
"Cortana, can we track the location of the stolen Arc Reactors?"
"Master, Rhodes Island Industries' spectroter satellites are already repositioning to scan for Palladium signatures across New York."
"In approximately 13 minutes and 57 seconds, we'll have a full map of all anomalous readings."
"Cross-referencing this with previous Hamr-HYDRA interactions, we should be able to pinpoint the major black market hubs."
"Perfect. Once we have the locations, inform Bucky Barnes. He'll lead the strike teams."
Kagura stood up.
"It's ti for Griffin Security to step in. These black market hideouts are like tumors—if we don't cut them out, we'll never have real peace."
"Shall I notify Natasha Romanoff and Tony Stark?" Cortana asked.
"No. S.H.I.E.L.D. is still riddled with HYDRA moles—I don't want to tip them off."
"As for Mr. Stark... he's been through enough lately. Let's let him rest. I don't need to rely on him for everything—I'm not his daughter."
"Understood, Master." Cortana promptly executed the command.
"Coordinates for the black market hubs are being compiled. Preparing an action plan."
Kagura casually pulled on a hoodie.
Her White Moon combat suit could generate directly over her skin, eliminating the need to change outfits before battle.
But after the Ben Parker incident, she had realized another small problem.
Sure, she didn't need to change clothes anymore—but every ti she got into a fight, she ended up ruining an outfit.
She wasn't a clothing retailer! Clothes cost money!
It was painful seeing them get destroyed every ti she fought.
On the other hand, walking around in White Moon all the ti wasn't ideal—it was too eye-catching, and it negated the suit's stealth advantage.
After thinking it over, Kagura programd White Moon to partially activate, generating things like shoes, undergarnts, and a holographic disguise for her hair.
That was enough.
For the rest, she could just throw on a hoodie.
Wait.
Why did that sound kinda weird?
"Master, the analysis is complete."
Soon, Cortana reported back.
"We've identified a central hub for illegal arms distribution."
"Advanced weapons and Arc Reactors are being funneled from this location. Additionally, four other black market hideouts have been marked."
"Got it. Tell Bucky Barnes his mission is to take out those secondary hideouts."
Kagura's gold eyes narrowed.
"As for the central hub—I'll handle it myself."
Selling advanced weaponry on my turf?
Who the hell thought that was a good idea?
After getting ready, Kagura stepped out the door.
Her upgraded earpiece now projected a small HUD in front of her eyes, providing real-ti data.
"Cortana, mark the target location. Prepare to activate the North Arican Near-Earth Orbit Arsenal."
"Command confird, Master."
Kagura didn't expect she'd need the heavy weapons from orbit for a re black market bust—but better to be prepared.
What if they pulled out sothing like Iron Man's drone army?
...
Wait.
Was that a jinx?
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