In Tony Stark’s luxurious villa, a cozy family dinner had been arranged. Pepper Potts played hostess, and though Tony Stark technically owned the place, she clearly ran the show. The evening’s special guests were Su Xiuyu and his group—at Pepper’s invitation. On one hand, Tony was genuinely curious about the mysterious second-largest shareholder of Stark Industries. On the other, he was intrigued by the rumors surrounding Su Xiuyu’s abilities.
"You’re here, Chisato!" Pepper greeted with a warm hug as soon as she saw her. Her eyes then landed on the two standing beside her—Su Xiuyu and Uzumaki Mito.
"This is Uchiha Xiuyu —the one I told you about," Chisato introduced. "And this is Uzumaki Mito, as you already know."
Pepper blinked. She’d expected one guest—maybe two—but three? She wasn’t sure whether to admire Mito’s composure, be shocked by Chisato openness, or quietly judge Su Xiuyu for being a complete playboy.
Then again, she conveniently forgot that her soon to be husband had once slept with seven models in a single week—and that she, as his secretary at the ti, often had to deal with the ss afterward.
Pepper had spent plenty of nights heartbroken, watching Tony bring ho different won like it was a sport.
anwhile, Tony shot Su Xiuyu a discreet thumbs-up. In classic Tony Stark fashion, he was silently applauding the guy’s bold lifestyle.
"Nice to et you," Su Xiuyu said with a subtle smile. "Tony Stark—the man cursed by knowledge."
Tony paused, then smirked. He instantly recalled a certain purple villain’s comnt about him. "I’ll take that as a complint," he replied, rolling his eyes. The words weren’t exactly friendly, but Tony was egotistical enough to interpret them favorably.
The five of them sat down to enjoy dinner. Wine flowed freely, and while the others ate steak, Tony finished his al with a hamburger—because why not? It was a family-style dinner, after all. Nothing too formal.
After a few glasses of red wine, Tony leaned back in his chair and casually asked, "So, uh... what exactly is the relationship between you three?"
Su Xiuyu didn’t hesitate. "As you can see—they’re both with . No point in hiding it."
Pepper almost choked on her drink. That level of confidence? Brazen. Then again, he said it so naturally that even she didn’t know how to react.
"Well, if a won’s rights group heard that, you’d be toast," Tony quipped.
"Our holand doesn’t have monogamy," Su Xiuyu replied calmly. "There’s no rule saying a man can only marry one woman."
"Damn. Your ’holand’ must be really out there," Tony scoffed. The implication was clear—he thought Su Xiuyu ca from so backwards, out-of-touch place.
"Tony!" Pepper snapped, elbowing him gently. She knew how he got when he was tipsy—mouth first, brain later.
"It’s fine," Su Xiuyu said with a shrug. "He’s not entirely wrong. My holand is very far away. Not even on this Earth."
Tony raised an eyebrow. "Sure, sure... not on Earth. Right." He clearly thought Su Xiuyu was full of it.
"Look," Tony continued, waving his wine glass, "you don’t need to flex. You’re not richer than , and tech-wise? Humanity’s nowhere near interstellar travel. Nobody’s buying what you’re selling."
Su Xiuyu chuckled. "You think you need a shuttle to fly through space? Just because you can’t do it doesn’t an no one can."
He leaned forward, eyes sharp. "Tony Stark, the universe is massive. Don’t let your arrogance make you small."
Tony snorted, but Su Xiuyu kept going. "Also, ten years ago, mutants went into space to rescue Arican astronauts. You forgot that already? Xavier’s Academy had their own space shuttle. Don’t be a frog in a well."
Tony’s face turned bright red. "A what in a what?"
"You heard ."
"Oh, hell no. You’re not gonna stand there and call that—especially not so kid!"
"What? Can’t handle being corrected by soone younger?" Su Xiuyu fired back. "Just like your armor—it’s a flashy toy at best."
That did it.
"If you’ve got the guts, let’s throw down!" Tony shouted.
"Pick a place."
Things escalated fast. Pepper tried to intervene, but Chisato leaned over and whispered, "Don’t worry. Xiuyu knows what he’s doing. He won’t go too far."
That assurance was enough. Pepper sat back, curious to see how it would play out.
"Let’s take it to the basent," Tony said. "Plenty of space down there."
As they headed down, Tony activated his newest toy. "This is my improved Mark III armor—gold-titanium alloy. Practically indestructible!"
Right as he said the word indestructible, Su Xiuyu calmly reached out and pinched the armor’s shoulder.
With one hand, he left a deep dent.
Tony froze.
He touched the spot, eyes wide, almost completely sober. He pressed down again, just to make sure he wasn’t hallucinating.
"What the hell kind of grip is that? Stronger than my alloy? Are you even human?!"
"I am. Just not from around here."
"So, not from Earth... seriously?" Tony asked, now dead serious.
"Not this Earth, at least. It’s not even a secret. Agent Coulson knew."
Tony narrowed his eyes. "Alright, try this—my palm-mounted pulse cannon. If your strength is real, this won’t do much."
"Go ahead," Su Xiuyu said with a nod. "I’m curious too."
The pulse cannon charged, then fired. Su Xiuyu caught the blast with one hand like it was nothing. The force shattered a nearby glass wall.
Pepper scread from the sidelines. "Tony! Do you know how much of a pain it is to clean up shattered glass?!"
Tony ignored her, determined to land so kind of blow.
But no matter what he tried—repulsors, rockets, even brute punches—the Mark III couldn’t touch Su Xiuyu. The difference in power was obvious.
Tony’s pride took a hit. Big ti.
He’d poured everything into his tech. And here was this guy, shrugging off attacks like he was made of adamantium.
"Tony, stop. The Mark III’s not gonna cut it," Su Xiuyu finally said, brushing so dust off his sleeve. "If you want a real challenge, upgrade your armor."
The words weren’t cruel, but they stung.
Because they were true.
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"I don’t believe the armor I built can’t even do minimal damage!" Tony refused to back down. He cranked up the power output and unleashed a full-force pulse cannon blast from his chest. But just like before, Su Xiuyu effortlessly blocked it.
"Tony, I’m not trying to discourage you, but maybe you still don’t understand my strength," Su Xiuyu said calmly. "That kind of pulse cannon? It wouldn’t even leave a scratch on Chisato. But I’ll give credit where it’s due—your talent is exceptional. Do you rember what I said? You’re a man cursed by knowledge. There’s soone out there who knows your na."
He wasn’t joking. It was entirely possible Thanos had already taken note of Tony Stark. There was even a rumor—sowhere in the tangled tilines of the Marvel multiverse—that Tony had the Ego Gem lodged in his brain. In one version, an evil variant of Reed Richards cracked Tony’s skull open and yanked it out, killing him in the process.
Thinking about it, Su Xiuyu couldn’t help but cast a curious glance at Tony’s head. He wasn’t greedy for the Ego Gem—it was more of a scientific curiosity. True strength ca from within, after all. Even Odin didn’t care much about the Infinity Gems.
"Hey, Su Xiuyu—stop staring at like that, will you?" Tony snapped, slightly unnerved. "You’re giving major serial killer vibes. It’s like you’re planning sothing seriously ssed up."
Su Xiuyu chuckled.
Tony Stark might be a snarky bastard, but if you could tolerate his sharp tongue, he was surprisingly reliable. Since his kidnapping, he’d beco less of a privileged playboy and more grounded, actually trying to connect with the real world.
Of course, in Su Xiuyu’s case, it helped that he’d already seen Tony Stark’s story play out in the movies and comics of his previous life. That gave him a kind of built-in goodwill. Otherwise, most people would’ve written Tony off as a delusional narcissist.
As for the Mark III armor? To Su Xiuyu, it looked like a giant action figure. If he could collect sothing like that, what man wouldn’t want one?
"I still don’t believe my suit can’t even handle a little girl," Tony said, clearly frustrated. "Co on—by age, Uchiha Chisato is just a kid. Let’s make a bet. If she wins, I’ll give you the suit. If I win, teach to fly."
"Teaching you how to fly isn’t that simple," Su Xiuyu replied. "But sure, I accept. I trust Chisato completely."
Tony smirked. "To be fair, can I use the spare armor over there? Sa setup—pulse cannon and all?"
"Go ahead. I’m ready. Just start whenever," Chisato said, completely unfazed.
"Earth Style: Earth Flow Wall!" As soon as Tony made his move, Chisato reacted. A solid wall of earth shot up, blocking his first pulse cannon blast. The attack cracked the wall but didn’t co close to hitting her.
"What the hell?" Tony muttered. "She just summoned a freakin’ wall out of nowhere—in the basent!"
"Since you’ve got defense covered, ti for offense!" he declared, activating the flight thrusters on his armor. The suit pushed him into rapid movent, though it couldn’t match the speeds he reached outdoors in open space.
"Don’t bla for bullying a kid. After all, my suit’s maneuverability is—"
He cut off mid-sentence. Chisato suddenly appeared in front of him, lightning-fast.
"What the—?"
Instinctively, Chisato slapped a few paper talismans onto his suit. The mont she did, his suit ejected backward—teleporting him out of danger just in ti.
Then ca the explosion.
A powerful blast rocked the armor, sending Tony crashing to the floor.
"Damage report!" he barked.
"Armor damage at 57%," Jarvis replied. "Chest reactor exposed. Elbow joints on both arms damaged. Power capacity down—"
"Okay, okay, Jarvis, keep it simple."
"Sir, you’re busted."
If Tony Stark had known Chinese profanity, now would’ve been a perfect ti to unleash it.
There was no denying it—he’d lost. Badly. To a girl he’d completely underestimated.
Even with his ego, Tony couldn’t lie to himself this ti.
"What were those things you slapped on ?" he asked, rubbing his head. "So kind of explosive? And how the hell did she move that fast? Actually—never mind. If it’s top secret, just pretend I didn’t ask."
"It’s called a detonating tag," Chisato explained, holding one up. It looked like a simple piece of paper covered in strange markings.
"This? This paper did all that damage?" Tony raised an eyebrow. "Is it even safe? How stable is this stuff?"
"Completely stable unless activated with chakra. Think of chakra as a special kind of energy—if there’s no chakra, it won’t explode. It’s actually more stable than a standard grenade. And the power is concentrated. I just placed it at your armor’s joint—it’s all about the placent."
Su Xiuyu gave Chisato a subtle nod, signaling it was okay to share.
Tony’s eyes sparkled with curiosity. He reached out, clearly itching to inspect the tag. "Mind if I... borrow a few? For research purposes, of course."
"Sure," Chisato said. "Here’s a stack. But be careful—even if you think it won’t go off, better safe than sorry. Don’t co crying to if you blow off your eyebrows."
Tony grinned. "Don’t worry—I’m not so amateur. And hey, I lost fair and square. A bet’s a bet. I’ll build you a custom suit—non-combat version, of course. Though I doubt you even need one for fighting."
Seeing the kind of power Chisato wielded, Tony wasn’t worried about the suit being misused. Maybe this was how Su Xiuyu got away with being around won like Uzumaki Mito.
Even a guy like Tony—who’d been around more won than most n could dream of—had to admit: both Uzumaki Mito and Uchiha Chisato were stunning, and they could kick serious ass. Mito hadn’t even fought tonight, but if she was with Xiuyu, she had to be just as terrifying.
Tony was no fool. He didn’t see Mito as so arm candy—especially not after being body-slamd by a "vase."
"Next ti, though..." Tony smirked. "You’re not getting off so easy. I’ll make sure my suit has sothing extra."
Sa old Tony Stark—brimming with confidence, even in defeat.
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