章節 16: Chapter 15
Jonathan is a fair person, just like Martha, who helped raise Superman during his childhood. Thanks to their influence, Superman became one of the greatest superheroes.
Having great power doesn't make people heroes; in fact, it's likely that many will lose their way in the face of power and become supercriminals. After all, it's much harder to restrain oneself than to give in to temptation.
Kara, under the influence of Jonathan and Martha, had always dreamed of being a superhero. Since she was little, she had said that one day she would become a hero. However, this time, even Jonathan felt uneasy and filled with doubt. After all, Kara had killed someone. He was torn about whether what she had done was right or wrong, and even he didn't know what to do.
Killing is undoubtedly a serious mistake and one of the most unforgivable crimes. But Kara had been attacked. First, the man abused her, and then he shot her. If she hadn't had Superman's powers, she would likely be dead. This could be considered an act of self-defense.
You can't think that just because Superman has great powers, anyone can attack or harm him at will without consequences. Can someone take property from a person just because they are rich? Can you hit someone just because they are healthy? What kind of gangster logic is that?
What worried Jonathan the most wasn't the act of self-defense but the terrifying comments and thoughts that Kara had shared. He could already foresee that in the future, Kara might become a ruthless killer with a heart of stone and cold eyes. The only thing she had promised was not to kill anyone who didn't deserve to die. That meant she would decide who should live or die.
Jonathan was deeply concerned about what Kara might become in the future.
On the other hand, Martha had a much simpler worry: whether Kara had been hurt. Kara tried to reassure her adoptive mother, insisting she was fine. But Martha, always attentive, spent the whole day checking on her, even lifting her eyelids from time to time to make sure there were no hidden injuries or debris. She checked both eyes repeatedly, even though Kara kept saying that any debris would have been pulverized by her body in an instant.
Still, Kara appreciated her adoptive mother's care.
That afternoon, Jonathan asked Martha to stay with Kara while he went to pick up Clark from school. When Clark returned, the family regained some peace.
When Clark arrived, he ran to hug Kara. Apparently, he had heard that his sister had been involved in a murder case.
"It's okay, Clark, your sister is fine," said Kara, smiling as she comforted her younger brother, who was ten years younger than her.
Still worried, Clark looked at her closely, making sure there was nothing wrong with her. After letting go, he said:
"Someone at school keeps saying bad things about you. They say you're trouble and that it's all your fault."
Kara raised her eyebrows, thinking about how, in this world and many others, there are always people ready to criticize. She figured that those who spoke ill of her probably did so because they found her attractive and therefore blamed her for being attacked.
She wondered: shouldn't the real culprits be punished? Or is it that because someone has money, they have the right to steal? Because someone is strong, they deserve to be hit?
"Don't worry about what they say," Kara said, trying to comfort Clark. "If it bothers you too much, just ignore them. And if someone bullies you, tell me, and I'll deal with them."
From a distance, Jonathan rolled his eyes and quickly pulled Clark aside, telling him not to let Kara influence him. He knew that if he allowed his children to use their powers without restraint, something bad could happen.
Because of what happened that day, Martha had asked Jonathan to buy some steaks and fish on his way back home. At the local store, the fish was sold in chunks or fillets. This was something Kara still wasn't used to since, in her previous culture, she was used to eating fish head soup or braised cod.
That day, Martha prepared three steaks and five pieces of fried fish for Kara and Clark, accompanied by rice, potato and pumpkin soup, and a large salad of fresh vegetables. Fortunately, the family had their own farm; otherwise, the vegetables would have been more expensive than the meat due to the high labor costs in the region.
Kara and Clark had considerable appetites, even greater than Jonathan's. It seemed their stomachs were also at Superman's level.
After dinner, before going to bed, Kara received a call from Dani and Jennifer.
Dani asked her several questions about what had happened since she had gone home early and didn't know all the details.
When it was Jennifer's turn, silence filled the conversation. It was clear that both were uncomfortable. Finally, Jennifer said:
"Kara, I believe you. I know you're not a bad person."
Kara smiled:
"What are you talking about? We were the ones who were almost shot by that guy. If the bullet had hit you, you would be dead."
Jennifer, momentarily scared, remembered the scene.
"But... didn't the bullet hit you?" she asked with confusion.
Kara replied without hesitation:
"Of course not. Do you really think I got shot?"
Unexpectedly, Jennifer added:
"I thought I saw sparks around you, like..."
"You must have misunderstood. Well, we have two days off now. Why don't we go out and have some fun tomorrow?" Kara said, steering the conversation away from the incident.
Jennifer, realizing Kara didn't want to talk about the bullet, followed her lead:
"Aren't you going to stay home to help? The obedient girl?"
Kara, surprised and a little annoyed, replied:
"Hey! Don't call me that. I don't even know who gave me that nickname, but when I find out, they'll regret it. As for helping at home... no thanks. My parents are driving me crazy, and I'm sure you'll go crazy too if you see me, so I'd rather hide."
Kara knew that, between Martha's constant worrying and Jonathan's watchful eye, she wouldn't find peace at home.
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