October 29, 1942

Sitting under a big tree in the park near his house, the 24-year-old Steve Rogers was holding his sketchbook and doing his daily sketching.

He had been weak since he was a child and was plagued by many diseases. He was short and thin.

Now, it was late autumn and the chill was getting stronger.

A cold wind blew, and Steve, who was not wearing thick clothes, shivered.

He stopped drawing and tightened the scarf around his neck. He sniffed, and his nose was still blocked by snot.

Steve took out a paper handkerchief and cleared it.

Just as he was about to continue drawing, the air about three meters in front of him suddenly changed.

Steve widened his eyes and looked at the distorted space in front of him. Then, a black and red fog spread out from the center of the distortion.

Subconsciously, he thought that he was seeing things. He rubbed his eyes hard.

So Steve missed the second when the black and red fog gradually expanded into a human shape.

When he looked forward again, what he saw was a girl in strange clothes hovering in the air.

Her skin was a little too pale, and her long milk-blonde hair was draped over her back. Her facial features were so delicate that they could be described as "flirtatious". Coupled with her beautiful figure, Steve, who had lived for 24 years but had almost no contact with the opposite sex, instantly blushed.

He subconsciously looked away, but in the corner of his eye, the girl's body began to tilt forward.

She was obviously going to fall to the ground.

Steve rushed forward without thinking and caught the falling girl. The weight in his hand … was surprisingly light, really light.

Even though he had always been weak in terms of strength, he could still hold her without much effort.

Her warm breath sprayed on his sensitive neck.

And …

Were all girls so soft?!

Steve felt his face get hotter.

He cleared his throat awkwardly and forced himself to be serious. He lowered his head and looked at the girl in his arms.

That similarly fragile heart suddenly became excited and began to accelerate.

However, what made Steve feel a little strange was that the girl had a pair of horns on her head that looked like an argali's.

"Haha, really?

Let's go watch that movie together when we're free. "

The chatter of the passersby interrupted Steve's curiosity. At the same time, they noticed that it was not suitable for him to continue sketching.

Steve picked up the girl, who was about the same height as him, and patiently put her sketchbook under his arm. He then turned around and walked back to his apartment.

As he went upstairs, he met a strong black man who lived next door.

The other party whistled and said to him, "Yo!

He actually carried a little girl home?

You didn't drug her, did you? "

Steve ignored his mockery and felt that covering the girl's face with the scarf was the right choice.

In short, he quickly walked into the apartment that he did not lock, locked the door from the inside, and then put the person in his arms on the single bed that was not very wide.

Next, he waited for her to wake up from her coma.

…

Time passed as the ancient clock hung on the wall ticked away.

When the sun had completely sunk below the western mountains, Sleeping Beauty finally made a move.

Her whole body felt like it was being squeezed. It was very painful, and there was a heavy feeling in her head.

Elaine Yeon, who had no strength in her limbs, tried to open her eyes.

But there seemed to be something heavy hanging on her eyelids, and it was very difficult to lift them.

Subconsciously, he frowned and began to mutter in a low voice.

"Hey, are you okay?"

A familiar voice sounded in her ears, and it made Elaine Yeon feel wronged.

Whether it was because she could not open her eyes or because she was not feeling well, Elaine Yeon tried very hard to move her hands.

Then, she grabbed a hand!

It was a very thin hand with many calluses on the palm.

Elaine Yeon was very confused and used all her strength to open her eyes.

What came into view was a skinny young man with a red face.

She did not know him?

No!

She knew him!

That pair of eyes as blue as the sea …

Only the Large Chicken Drumstick and that person had blue eyes!

Even if the person in front of her was very different from the person in her memory, Elaine Yeon was very sure that this person was that person.

"Steve …" She choked out his name and habitually snuggled into his arms.

…

Steve Rogers was completely dumbfounded.

He carried the young girl who suddenly appeared because she was unconscious, and he had no choice but to carry her back to his apartment from the park.

And now, after opening her eyes, she had accurately called out his name, and even made a move to throw herself into his arms. Steve's body immediately stiffened to the extreme. Whether it was his hand that was caught, or his other hand, he did not know where to place it.

He felt that pair of slender and soft arms around his waist, and her head leaned on his stomach and rubbed against it.

This kind of child-like behavior!!!

"Steve, it's uncomfortable."

A pair of light purple eyes looked at him.

At that moment, Steve had to admit that he was a little absent-minded.

What should he say?

She looked really flirtatious with her eyes closed, but when she opened her eyes, the overall feeling was different.

This pair of eyes that were almost the complete opposite of her face made her look a little childish.

There was a small dimple on the right side of her mouth because she was pouting.

"Steve."

The young girl softly called his name again.

"Bang bang!"