Allen hadn't allowed the three girls to get involved because there was some strange force mixed into these incidents. Besides...
"There's no need... there are no casualties..." Allen narrowed his eyes, gazing into the distance. No matter how many times he asked the system, the answer was always the same: no victims. Only material damage—damage that Tony and SHIELD covered.
In that case, Allen—who still wasn't officially a superhero—had no reason to step in. Not unless it started to affect him directly.
Felicia slid her hands down Allen's torso until her caresses reached their destination. MJ, her cheeks red, didn't want to be left behind and kissed Allen's neck.
Allen had another reason not to get involved. The Invincible world had burned him out on multiversal drama, and since this wasn't an apocalyptic threat, he preferred to stay out of it—as long as things stayed the same.
Artoria – I think you should stay out of it. Not every problem is yours to fix. Actually, you're not obligated to fix anything.
Makima – Looks like your friend Tony already recruited more superheroes to help him...
Esdeath – People need to learn not to rely on you for everything...
Harley – Daddy, the funniest part is that some TV networks are airing it like a reality show!
Nokotan – Nun, it's actually pretty fun to watch~
Allen held his forehead, but he couldn't complain—he was the one who first broadcasted superpowered fights. He wrapped his arms around both girls' waists, headed to his room, and decided to ignore everything else.
"As long as the world doesn't get destroyed..." Allen thought, right before kissing MJ and caressing Felicia.
"Ah~"
"Hm... wait~"