The unnamed woman who had a wild night with Tony yesterday gave me a look that said she wanted to have more fun when I arrived. But Tony, perhaps because his pride was hurt, contacted his driver Happy and told him to take the woman he spent yesterday with home.
"Aww... I want to play more..."
"We guys have some business to talk about. Right, Jin?"
Tony got up, loosely wearing a robe, looked at me, smiled and winked. It seemed like he wanted me to play along.
"Y, yes. Unfortunately, next time..."
After chatting and waiting for a bit, the sound of a car was heard outside and Happy and Pepper came in. As soon as Happy entered, he guided the unnamed woman out with him, and Pepper was about to go out holding laundry and a trash can.
"Excuse me, you must be the famously capable secretary Miss Pepper Potts."
"Ah, hello. Jin, you flatter me."
My name and face were so well-known that almost everyone knew me. Tony, who was watching, said.
"Whoa~ Jin! Pepper is off limits! Don't be greedy. I can't manage without Pepper."
"If she's such a capable secretary that you don't want to give her to others, how about having someone else do the laundry and trash, or do it yourself?"
When I said that, Tony was flustered.
"Jin, oh hey! That's not something I told her to do."
"That's right. He doesn't clean at all and it gets so dirty that I couldn't stand it and ended up doing it..."
"Ahem... Pepper, it wasn't that bad, was it?"
"No, it is. You have no idea how dirty it gets if I don't lift a finger."
Listening to Tony and Pepper talk, it was just like a third-rate drama couple's fight.
"Haha~ I see. I misunderstood. Still, if anything happens, please contact me here."
I took out a business card and gave it to Pepper.
"I understand."
"Really, I said Pepper is off limits."
After seeing Pepper off, I toured the house under Tony's guidance and looked at the devices he had made. In the process, I quickly fixed a few software that caught my eye. Having received knowledge from Nano and using it for years, I could do this much easily.
"Whoa~ So this is what it takes to be the prince of the IT industry? How about we make some interesting toys together later?"
"Sure."
Having fun at Tony's house, as the day gradually darkened, I said goodbye to Tony to leave and went outside. Then Tony also came out to see me off, but he couldn't take his eyes off my car.
"Wow! This is a '69 Ford Mustang Mach 1! Jin, sell this to me!"
Tony must also be very interested in old cars.
"Haha, then how about you hand over Miss Pepper to me? I always welcome such a capable secretary."
"Hmm..."
Tony thought for a moment, but shook his head and said.
"No matter what, Pepper is a no."
"Hahaha, I was joking too. I can't sell it, but I can lend it to you. Want to take it for a spin now?"
I offered the keys to Tony.
"Great!"
Tony took the wheel and I got in the passenger seat, and we drove around Malibu. The roaring engine sound resonated in my chest.
"Wow~ I really want this. Jin, really no thoughts of selling?"
"Selling is out of the question, but since you like it so much, I'll lend it to you for a month."
"Sniff... I guess I have no choice. Then I'll use it carefully, wash it, and fill the gas tank to the brim. And since it's gotten dark, stay over. I'll send you back on my private jet tomorrow."
I had fun drinking Dalmore with Tony, and the next day, thanks to Tony's consideration, I returned to New York on his private jet. It was a fresh shock to see the stewardesses doing a pole dance inside Tony's private jet.
Meeting Tony once every few weeks like that, making toys like robot arms and going to casinos, having fun, a year passed quickly. There was a strange media report that 'Tony Stark is ruining Jin', but I didn't pay much attention to it.
I also regularly visited Kamar-Taj, not forgetting to support poor wizards with new smartphones and a modest amount of money.
"Minerva, now gradually liquidate the 'Stark Industries' shares slowly so as not to burden the company."
"Understood."
'Stark Industries' was now at the time when the Jericho missile would come out, so the stock was soaring, and even if I pulled out, there wouldn't be much impact. A few days passed like that, and I got a call from Tony.
"Jin, I'm going to Afghanistan in a few days for the Jericho missile demonstration, want to come along? It'll be fun."
"Tony! When are you going to return the Mustang you borrowed last month?"
"That... I'll call you back later!"
Beep~ beep~ beep~
Tony flustered and hung up quickly.
"Now the original story begins."
After about a week, news of Tony Stark's disappearance was reported daily. I knew Tony was safe, but still contacted Rhodey to ask about Tony. I also became close with Lieutenant Colonel Rhodey from hanging out with Tony.
"Right after the incident, we checked the site and there was no Tony's body. He was probably kidnapped. We're searching hard."
"I see, understood. If the other side demands a ransom, let me know and I'll help."
"Okay."
I decided not to intervene this time. Because it was an important event for Tony to awaken as Iron Man, I left it alone. Instead, I had to make money.
As the stock price of 'Stark Industries' fell due to Tony's disappearance, I bought stocks.
A few days later, when an article came out that Tony Stark was found in the Afghan desert, the stock price began to rise like crazy.
"This much rise is enough, Minerva!"
"Yes, Master."
"Sell off all the Stark Industries stocks."
"Understood."
According to Rhodey's contact, Tony Stark was coming to the US, so Pepper and I arrived at the airport in a car driven by Happy and were waiting. Pepper saw me holding something and asked curiously.
"Jin, what is that?"
"Ah, this is. It's a welcome back gift and a token of gratitude."
"Gratitude? For what are you thankful?"
"Ahaha, I mean I'm thankful for his safe return..."
"I see. Tony made a good friend."
If Pepper knew how much money I made from the stock short-term trade, she would faint. So it's something I prepared to thank Tony.
Thus, the military plane Tony was on arrived, and with Rhodey's support, Tony safely set foot on American soil. The returning Tony, after getting an earful from Pepper, shook hands with me and gave a light hug.
"Tony, glad you're back safely. This is a gift."
"Wow~ how did you know to bring this? I wanted to eat this so much there."
Tony said emotionally, looking at the inventory-brand cheeseburger and can of cola inside the paper bag.
"I thought you'd want to eat this the most after such an ordeal, so I prepared it."
"As expected, Jin."
"For now, let's go."
"Yeah."
We got in the car like that. Tony, injured and with one arm uncomfortable, was eating the burger with Pepper's help.
"Haa... Yes! This is the taste! Jin, how about working as my house chef?"
It was the first time I saw someone eating a burger with such emotion. Pepper, hearing Tony's nonsense, said as if it was absurd.
"No! Are you telling the world's richest man to get a job as a chef?"
"Haha, just leave it. He must be joking."
"I'm not joking. Anyway, I felt a lot from that experience. Pepper, prepare a press conference for me."
Thus, we moved to the hastily arranged press conference venue at Tony's request.
Obadiah must have heard the news and was at the press conference, and SHIELD agent Phil Coulson was also seen. There, Tony made a bombshell announcement.
"What I realized there is that I saw the weapons I made to protect our soldiers and citizens instead killing them. Our weapons are falling into the wrong hands. So as of today, I declare that I will halt weapons manufacturing at Stark Industries."
Obadiah, who was listening, hurriedly tried to dissuade Tony. The press conference went into an uproar.
"From now on, I will focus on work that benefits the national interest—"
Thus, the stock price of 'Stark Industries' began to fall terrifyingly. Once it entered a period of stability, since now it would only rise greatly, I started buying shares again in enormous amounts.
[Viewers, the weapons company says it won't make weapons. Can you believe it? As a result, the stock price is falling into the abyss, but it seems to be barely maintained as Jin, the world's richest man, is buying Stark Industries shares in large quantities. Thanks to having a good friend, the company can barely be maintained. Tony should be thankful to Jin.]
The media had a strange misunderstanding, but it wasn't bad. That way, they wouldn't think I made money by playing with stocks.
Then, I got a call from Tony.
"Jin, thanks for the company stuff. And I'm making something now, help me with the software side."
"Got it. I'll come now."
Since Tony used the Mustang as his own car, I had no choice but to drive my newly purchased Porsche 911 to Tony's house. I arrived at Tony's house only in the evening. I took out pizza and cola from my inventory and went down to the basement where Tony's workshop was. Tony was making the leg part of Mark 2.
"You're here, Jin?"
"Is this the toy you're making this time?"
"Yeah, but it's not a toy anymore. The first version saved my life in Afghanistan."
Tony said, tapping Mark 2 with his finger. I slowly looked around Mark 2.
"Hmm... It would be good to change the material. It will freeze in the air."
"Yeah? Didn't think of that."
"How about gold titanium used in satellites?"
"Oh~ good! I'm glad I called you."
"Let's eat first. I brought pizza."
"Great. I haven't eaten anything since morning making this anyway."
After eating pizza, I organized the software, and Tony started soldering and making the leg connection parts for Mark 2. Staying at Tony's house for several days like that, I helped change the external metal of the existing Mark 2 to create Mark 3. Thanks to me checking the software, the energy efficiency improved, and the existing movement performance increased by 10%.
"Now let's test it."
"Yeah, I haven't been able to go home for days, I don't know what kind of hardship this is."
"Haha, I'll buy you a drink later."
Tony went to the center of the workshop and stood, and robot arms helped him put on Mark 3. I watched, moved by seeing this cool scene in real life. Since I also helped make it, the emotion was doubled.
"Jin, Jarvis, you hear me?"
"Yes"
[At your service.]
"Display data screen"
[Check]
"Connect to home network"
[Understood.]
"How is it, Jin?"
I looked at Mark 3's status on the monitor and gave a thumbs up since there was no problem.
"Good, no problem."
"Check flight system."
[Understood.]
Mark 3's flight panels attached to the body came out and moved up and down to check the status.
[Test complete. Self-diagnosis system activated.]
"Check weather conditions and air traffic."
Tony was planning to test fly Mark 3 right away.
[It is dangerous. Before actual flight, accurate figures…]
"Jarvis, sometimes you have to run before you can walk. Jin! It's okay, right?"
"Sigh, do as you please."
"Great! Ready?"
"3."
"2."
"1."
Mark 3 slowly rose, and as Tony leaned forward, it flew up quickly along the driveway underground.
"Whoa~~~oh~~ha~~yeah~ Jin, you see?"
"Yes."
Tony, flying in the Iron Man suit for the first time, whether from nervousness or excitement, was making strange sounds while flying.
Tony flew around Malibu city without any problem. I was watching the scene on the monitor.
"It flies well."
"We made it, so of course it should fly well. Great! Let's see its performance."
Tony, perhaps elated because it flew so well, tried to test the limits of its flight performance.
"Jarvis, what's the SR71 spy plane record?"
[The highest flight altitude is 85,000 feet.]
"Records are meant to be broken! Let's go!"
Mark 3 began to rise quickly into the air.
[60,000 feet]
[70,000 feet]
[80,000 feet]
[85,000 feet]
Certainly, unlike the movie, with my advice to change the metal, it flew well without freezing.
[87,000 feet. Oxygen is thin. It is dangerous.]
"Tony! It's dangerous, come back!"
"Just a little more!"
Tony ignored my and Jarvis's warnings and stubbornly began to go higher.
[88,000 feet]
[89,000 feet]
[90,000 feet]
"Tony!!!"
[91,000 feet]
[90,000 feet]
[85,000 feet]
"Tony! Can you hear me? Tony!!"
Tony fell silently, as if he had lost consciousness. So I was about to go out and catch him using teleportation, but then Tony's voice was heard again through the speaker.
"Whew... I lost consciousness for a moment. Haha!"
"Is that something to laugh about?"
"Sorry, so how high did I go?"
Tony was more curious about the record than the fact that he had almost died from fainting. I shook my head and answered.
"You're impossible. 91,000 feet."
"Ooh~ I broke the SR71 spy plane record."
"Sigh... yeah. Congratulations."
Thus, Tony flew back above the house. I had forgotten due to the earlier incident, but suddenly remembering the movie scene, I tried to stop Tony, but it was already too late.
"Tony, wait..."
"Power off."
Thud! Crash! Smash!
Due to its heavy weight, Mark 3 made a loud noise, piercing through the house ceiling and then the underground parking lot ceiling, and accurately fell onto my newly purchased Porsche 911.
"Ah... my car..."