[Zhongyingmei] Does this hero spread fire?

The conversation between Tina and Primordial Fire went very smoothly. After she just showed it a promotional video of a certain water element resort world in the administration, Chuhuo, who was about to make trouble, automatically and consciously chose to go to the void space. Come out of it when you need to repair the gap.

After getting rid of the first fire that always popped up from time to time and gave her a headache, Tina lay on the bed clutching her stomach that ached again after relaxing.It is said that long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. She felt that the feeling of being burned to death by the first fire was much better than this continuous labor pain.

Because of her race, Tina, who hadn't even experienced the bloodshed that women must have once a month, didn't know how to describe this feeling. She took a small breath of air-conditioning to empty her brain, and gathered her magic power to immerse her consciousness in a meditative state.

Only a rare race like her with huge blue stripes would use the state of meditation that increases magic power as a painkiller.

It was already the next morning when Tina was awakened from her meditation by the knock on the door, and she realized that she had missed dinner. She walked across the floor barefoot and opened the door.

Alfred stood outside the door and smiled at her, and handed her the medicine and a more ordinary long skirt: "Today's temperature is 37 degrees Celsius, you may need these, Miss Crescent .”

"……thanks."

Tina, who couldn't tell that the clothes came with a warm winter and cool summer magic circle, reached out to take the things, and showed a puzzled expression to the old butler who didn't leave: "Is there anything else?"

"I don't know if you want to have breakfast in the bedroom or go to the dining room?" Alfred asked gently in German. As a witness to the whole conversation between Tina and Bruce in the Batcave last night, his kindness to Tina Sensitivity is constantly rising——of course, there is no shortage of vigilance.

Ah, finally able to eat normally?

Tina swallowed the FLAG that almost blurted out, raised her hand that was not holding the medicine, stroked the hair hanging in front of her, and responded in a low voice, "Will Mr. Bruce go to the restaurant?"

Tina thought it was normal for her to ask such a question based on the most important character of the fire spreader she was creating now, but for some reason, the smile on the face of the old housekeeper in front of her became much more sincere, and her eyes also seemed to be more sincere. As if looking at some younger generation.

"I think my lord will be glad to see you in the dining room," he said.

"..."

Tina pursed her lips and smiled at Alfred before closing the door.

The dark black long gauze skirt was neither revealing nor airtight like the ones she usually wears. She also carefully chose the long-sleeved style in consideration of the style of fireproof women's uniforms.

Putting on her new clothes, Tina sincerely thanked Alfred for his kindness, and then began to think about why the size fit so well, as if it was custom-made, without even a millimeter error-it just refreshed her understanding of this The cognition of the gentle old housekeeper.

Didn't expect him to be so knowledgeable about women's sizes.

Alfred, who didn't know that his reputation was murdered, knocked on the door of the master bedroom, and after getting a response, he pushed the door open and opened the curtains beside the floor-to-ceiling windows, letting the sunlight into the dark room: "Good morning, sir. "

In fact, Bruce, who had just slept for two hours, buried his face in the soft pillow, and said vaguely: "Five more minutes, Alfred."

"I'm sorry that your plan to sleep for another 5 minutes is about to fail." Alfred looked at Bruce who was bound to stay in bed every morning: "The two young masters, Miss Cassandra, and Miss Crescent Looking forward to having breakfast with you."

It’s useless at all. Alfred woke up and ran to the restaurant early to wait for dinner. Tim and Damian, who followed Bruce’s night watch and hadn’t slept for long but had to go to school: ... No, no Such.

Although Damian and Tim do wish they could have breakfast with Bruce.

"…All right."

Bruce struggled to turn over and stared at the ceiling for a while. Fully awake, he resigned himself to his fate and changed into home clothes that fit his playboy personality. His slightly sunken collarbone could be seen from the slightly open front. and the skin of the chest.

Alfred looked disapprovingly.

"Please allow me to remind you, Master Bruce." He said slowly: "Are you sure you want to wear this in front of Miss Crescent? Also, after breakfast you have an interview from the Daily Planet, according to the previous According to the habit, the reporter sent by the other party should be Mr. Clark Kent, I think at his speed, you should have no time to change a suit."

Bruce, who was arranging his clothes in front of the full-length mirror, looked at Alfred helplessly.He was sure that his amiable and respectable old housekeeper definitely reminded him of these two things after he changed into his home clothes on purpose.

But... an interview?

Bruce raised his eyebrows and buttoned his shirt: "I remember the Daily Planet interviewed me last week?"

"The stock price of the Wayne Group was a bit volatile in the news about the illegitimate daughter before, so we arranged this interview." Alfred said, "When Lucius passed the news yesterday, you were busy solving the clown."

Because he agreed casually, so he was arranged.

Bruce obviously also remembered the situation at that time. He put on his cuff buttons and walked out the door without changing his expression. It was a little careless.

After all, it's playboy Bruce Wayne standing in the sun, not Batman.

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When Tina followed yesterday's memory all the way to the dining room, Tim, Damian, and Cassandra had already sat at the dining table and started eating. The traditional American breakfast was placed on the table, including bread, bacon and stir-fry. eggs, plus a cup of hot milk.Because of her age, a bowl of porridge was placed in front of Cassandra.

Tina, who grew up eating Chinese breakfast by the source of hope, felt that she might not be enough to eat just these.

Cassandra swallowed the oatmeal in her mouth, raised her head from the bowl and glanced at Tina, put down the spoon and made a sign language to Tina that she didn't know if she could understand: (This dress suits you very well, Bruce Wayne has a good eye.)

Tina, who really didn't understand sign language, could only smile.

Sitting across from him, Tim wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin, gave Tina a gentle look, and helped translate the first half of the sentence: "Cassandra is saying that this dress suits you very well, Miss Crescent. She's right, it really suits you."

"Thank you." Tina thanked softly.

Is everyone in the Wayne family so good at flirting with girls?Cassandra's gaze sharpened.

Damian, who can also understand sign language, sneered beside him.

Cassandra looked at this rebellious teenager who was obviously several years older than her, and her eyes softened again.

It seems that this is not the talent of the Wayne family.

Damian, who was feeling chills behind him, gave Cassandra a vigilant look, and the little girl ignored him again and buried her head in the porridge.

Cassandra simply didn't want to turn into a fight like last night.

—Yes, the two kids had another fight yesterday after Tina was resting in her room and Bruce and Tim were on night watch.

Tina keenly noticed that Bruce had also arrived outside the restaurant, she turned around and opened the door of the restaurant again, stood by the door and lowered her head, folded her hands in front of her belly, and whispered to the man who appeared in everyone's eyes : "Good morning, Master Bruce."

Just as he was about to push the door open, Bruce withdrew his hand that had stopped in mid-air without changing his expression.

Watching Tina carefully help Bruce set the tableware and even fold the napkin into a rose shape, Tim took a deep look at the inexplicably relieved Alfred.

Don't you worry about losing your job?The message was clearly written in Tim's eyes.

Do you really think my lord would make a lady do these things for him?Watching Bruce pull away the chair next to Cassandra and invite Tina to sit down, Alfred, who had seen through everything earlier, smiled and brought their breakfast to the table without saying a word.

Only two children, Damian and Cassandra, were still eating there calmly.

This dog food is not as delicious as the gossip about Fireproof Girl and Batman circulating in Gotham's underground world.Cassandra scooped up a spoonful of scrambled eggs and stuffed them into her mouth with a blank expression.

Damian snorted coldly and forked the fork into the slice of bread.

He still refused to recognize all the women who appeared around Bruce except Thalia.

"Milk?" Bruce looked at the milk in front of him, and looked at Alfred in pretended shock: "Shouldn't it be coffee?"

"Drinking coffee after staying up late is not good for your health, Mr. Bruce." Unexpectedly, it was the fireproof woman who spoke.She did not know where to take out a flagon that looked a little old: "If you don't feel refreshed, maybe you can try this."

Tina only found out yesterday when she had a "heart-to-heart talk" with Primordial Flame that it packed a lot of soul world specialties when it came to this world, and this is one of them.

Even the undead can taste the fine wine, and it can also heal the wounds on the body.

She felt that taking this out as a reward for staying at Wayne's house for the past few days was perfect, because Batman had many old hidden wounds in his magical perception.

But Tina, who was restricted by the relationship between the fire-proof girl and the fire-bearer, couldn't say this clearly.

Bruce narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the jug in her hand, and before he could speak, Cassandra, who had an intuition that there must be something good in it, drank up the milk in the glass and handed the glass to Tina .

"No, it's wine." Tina refused, and gave Cassandra her own milk.

Cassandra wanted to say that she had already drank with Ms. Shiva, but because of Batman's presence, in order to maintain her mother's image, she could only go back to eat porridge silently.

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Tina took out the onion wine and said it was a good thing.

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#About why Cassandra and Damian fought last night (actually void text)#

Inside Wayne Manor's study.

Cassandra sat on the sofa and gnawed expressionlessly on the cookies Alfred brought over. The crackling sound made Damian, who was doing homework there, burst out with blue veins on his forehead.

However, since he couldn't beat Cassandra, he could only endure it and gritted his teeth and gave her a hard look: "Why don't you eat somewhere else?"

Cassandra glanced at him, wiped the crumbs from her hands with a handkerchief, and lifted up the notebook next to her to reveal the words she had written long ago: (Mr. Pennyworth asked me to watch you do your homework. )

Damian choked for a moment, but he quickly discovered the key question: "Can you understand what I'm writing?" He questioned Cassandra's soul with a sarcasm on his face.

Cassandre's hand that stretched out the cookie stopped suddenly.

She never thought that she would lose to Damian in terms of knowledge - although she really couldn't understand.

Damian laughed.

#Then the two started fighting#

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