Ron hesitated, unsure if he wanted to get involved with Natasha's proposal. He had always wanted to keep a low profile, and this seemed like a recipe for disaster.
"I'm sorry, Natasha," Ron said, trying to sound firm. "I don't think I'm interested in getting involved in whatever it is you're doing."
Natasha's smile faltered, and her eyes narrowed. "Ron, I thought you understood the situation. You're not safe on your own."
Ron shrugged. "I'll take my chances. I just want to live a quiet life."
Natasha's expression turned cold, and she took a step closer to Ron. "Fine. If you won't listen to reason, then maybe you need a demonstration of what's at stake."
Ron sensed a threat in Natasha's words and instinctively activated his Ope Ope no Mi abilities. A faint, pulsating glow enveloped his body, and he felt a surge of energy.
Natasha's eyes widened, and she lunged at Ron. But he was ready. With his enhanced agility and reflexes, Ron dodged Natasha's attacks with ease.
The two clashed in a flurry of movements, but Ron's powers gave him the upper hand. He disarmed Natasha and pinned her to the wall.
"I mean it, Natasha," Ron said, his voice firm. "I just want to be left alone."
Natasha's eyes flashed with anger, but she seemed to realize that she was outmatched. She nodded curtly, and Ron released her.
"This isn't over, Ron," Natasha warned, before turning and disappearing into the night.
Ron watched her go, feeling a mix of relief and unease. He had asserted his independence, but he knew that this wouldn't be the last he saw of Natasha Romanoff.