[Comprehensive British and American] Plague Meow

Batman issued the summoning order.

Tim, who had just slipped to New York to officially take over Titan, saw the news and flew back with flapping wings.He showed off his new gear to his brothers.

"From now on, I've decided to call myself 'Red Robin'."

Jason picked up the "bird wing" directly.

"That's right, it's time to stew."

Tim: ...I'm afraid it's not my brother.

Under the traction of the muscles behind the shoulders, the metal wings flicked, and Jason's claws were thrown away.

"Do you know? Titan has your memorial projection." Like a statue for condolences, Tim thought for a while that Jason was actually dead, and running away from home was nothing but Batman's self-deception.

Jason: "...Don't worry, it won't survive tomorrow."

"Come on, Jay. I made that myself." Dick hummed beside him. "You have never joined the Titans, what a pity. Wouldn't it be nice to leave a projection scene~~"

"Not good." Jason made sure that his elder brother just needed a beating, and clenched his fists.

That's what Batman saw when he returned, along with a Robin bird squatting in his high-backed chair.

"Damian, come down." Blue veins.

Dick looked cheerfully at the brat, leaned against the console, and asked, "So, why did you call us all here?"

Batman looked down at the cat in his arms with a delicate expression.

"Standard work and rest time."

Maomao nodded: "Meow." Batman's schedule is too bad and needs to be adjusted.

"Ours," Batman added.

Damian, who had a cat language level of Max, watched his father open his eyes and talk nonsense.

Xiaomi said that his work and rest time is very good, and he is not afraid.

Until he was pressed on the bed.

"I want to get up." Damian gritted his teeth.

It's only 5 in the morning, and the sun outside has not risen yet.

Damian has already woken up twitteringly, ready for today's tree-cutting activity.

The little black cat squatted right above his head, pressed down one of its paws, and pressed the robin's head with its soft meat pad, and made a long series of "meowing" sounds.

After this series of meowing, even with Damian's cat language level, it is inevitable that there will be some deviations in understanding.

Damian has always done things simply and simply, he took out his mobile phone directly from under the pillow:

"It's too long to understand, try using this."

Naqi tilted his head and looked at his phone,

Watching Damian unlock the screen, he looked at his sharp claws and meat pads, and finally flicked his tail, poking the tip of his tail on the screen.

The size of the mobile phone is too small. For Maowei, the virtual keyboard is a bit too narrow. It clicks slowly, glances at the spelling of words from time to time, and inputs very slowly.Damian just waited patiently.

[You should sleep more, if the continuous sleep time is less than 6 hours a day, it is not friendly to the human brain.Migraines, bad temper, poor memory are all problems. 】

When he was in the League of Assassins before, Damian's sleep was maintained between 6 and 8 hours, about 2 hours of piecemeal sleep time, 5 to 7 hours of continuous sleep time, and only one or two days of continuous sleep in a week The time is less than 6 hours, and most of the time it stays at 7 hours.

Thalia still pays close attention to her son's brain development.

Look at Batman again?

Since Damian became a Robin bird, it is normal to fly in the middle of the night until 3:5 in the morning, get up on time at [-]:[-] in the morning to cut trees, take a nap for an hour at noon, and maintain high-intensity training, physical fitness and written knowledge when he comes back None of them can be missing.

"I'm fine." Damian said emphatically.

[This 'good' is just an illusion.Your body is very strong and can convert and store energy to the most efficient state to cope with any extreme environment. 】

code word code word.

Naqi doesn't seem to like turning pages. After the screen is covered, it chooses to delete and enter the next paragraph.

[However, the human body does not have the talent to be in an extreme environment for a long time.You are human, Damian.The overdraft on your body now will be fully returned when you grow up.Because of the long-term fatigue of the brain, you will become irritable and irritable, your empathy will decline, and you will become an impulsive and violent guy. 】

Damian snorted softly: "Why don't you talk about heart disease and blood pressure problems?"

[I can treat any physical disease for you. 】It is like treating its own cubs, pampering and gentle, 【But your brain.Damian, you know there's nothing I can do with it. 】

For Nach, protecting the brain and spirit is the most important thing.

The rest can be put aside.

But the Bat family didn't care about this aspect, it broke Meow's heart.

After finally coaxing Damian to fall asleep again, Natch carefully opened the door, and then the door of Tim's room.

Take a look.

...It suspects that this guy just fell asleep.

Tim obviously went to bed at 2 o'clock in the morning when he was on patrol last night, but his mental value was extremely poor, obviously he just finished the night.

Naqi backed out angrily and continued to patrol.Very good, the mental value of others is at least at a barely tolerable level.

Ok?

Batman?

Natch didn't even want to see it.

After two hours of restful sleep, Naqi stretched his waist and yawned and got up again, ready to make breakfast for everyone.

The housekeeper, who started work early, just watched the cat get into the kitchen.

"..." The butler tried to chase the cat away.

Naqi dodged flexibly, and jumped onto the butler's shoulder: "Meow~" Acting like a baby.

"The kitchen is dangerous. There are knives here..." After seeing Naqi shatter the knife with one paw, the old housekeeper fell silent, "Okay, but I want to watch you."

Natch agreed.

Then, Ah Fu rubbed his eyes.He suspects he needs a pair of glasses.

How else to explain why a cat is making breakfast?

He just watched.

Using the pads of his front paws, Natch scooped up eggs from the fridge, fried a reduced-salt version for each member, and started making sandwiches out of lettuce and sliced ​​ham and the butler's freshly baked bread that morning.

After finishing, the little black cat turned around in a circle, seeming to dislike the lack of ingredients.

It sniffed the coffee, squinted its eyes, suddenly opened its mouth and grabbed the handle, and poured the coffee away.

everyone's.

As if knowing that there is no way to quit coffee instantly, the little black cat rinsed the coffee cup, and then began to make some special milk tea with black tea, a small amount of coffee, and warm milk.

Looks like a very low coffee substitute.

One can imagine that Master Tim's expression must be very beautiful.

The old housekeeper thought.

Ok?

Bruce Wayne?

That guy hasn't been on the breakfast table for a long time, and everyone is used to it.

But the little black cat refused to get used to this.

Everyone was already seated at the table, except Batman.

Natch narrowed his eyes.

well.

"What's it for?" Dick had already eaten.

The old housekeeper was still immersed in the picture of the cat cooking, and replied in a trance: "Probably go to wake the master up."

Dick sighed: "...What a warrior cat."

Getting Bruce out of bed was a big job.

Carefully grabbing the curtain with his teeth and tearing it open, let the morning light flood into the room, and then jump on the bed to see a big bat sleeping like a pancake.

"Meow." Woke up.

A meow quietly hooked Bruce's eardrums.

Drilled into the soul.

He woke up suddenly during the fall, but was caught on the way.

The figure in the dark mist embraced his gradually icy body. If he raised his eyes, he could see the slightly yellowed spar lenses, and the golden pupils hidden deep in him could be faintly seen.

They look at each other.

The light in his pupils led his soul to wake up in the right direction.

No cold sweats and cramps, no fear and pain.

It seemed that the body had finally floated to the surface of the sea, swaying gently in the sparkling light.

Bruce opened his eyes and was bathed in the warmth of the morning light. For a moment, he even felt only illusory.In the depths of the subconscious, all good things should have nothing to do with him.

"Meow~" came again.

This time, it floated lightly in his ears, bringing his thoughts back to reality.

The little black cat squatted on his chest, but it didn't make him feel suffocated. Its beautiful golden eyes, which were always covered with light mist, were looking at him, as if saying to him: Good morning.

"morning……"

Bruce glanced sideways at the alarm clock.

It's really early.

Then he turned over, and the unsuspecting Naqi was directly rolled into the quilt by him.Bruce didn't care about the extra cat in his arms, and fell asleep again under the covers.

Natch: ...

Here the smell of nightmare and fear lingers.

It turns out that this two-legged beast is not ignorant of fear, but that no one has discovered his deep-seated fragility.

Natchy crawled hard, got up from Bruce's hands, and lay down against the human's chest, because Bruce buried his head in the bedding to avoid the sun, which happened to be convenient for it.

The cool little nose touched the tip of Bruce's nose.

"Meow." There was a very soft sound.

It's like a small pad of flesh gently touching the heart of a human being.

Bruce froze.

When he realized it, the little black cat was already nestled in his arms, clinging to his cheek, and fell asleep.

"Meow." Just 5 minutes.

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Ten five minutes passed.

No longer moved, Natch pulled Bruce up with a paw and rushed to the living room for dinner.

At this time, Damian and Tim had been sent to school respectively, Jason was probably out for a walk, and the eldest brother was left at home helping the old housekeeper water the flowers and plants.

"It's less than an hour. You've broken the record." Dick praised the kitty sincerely.

An exasperated Nucky gave him a sideways look.

Naqi, who was in a bad mood, decided to go out for a walk, and found Jason's safe house familiarly, and scratched the spare hood N+1

Then, he turned around and went to Damian's school again, lying under the shade of a tree, watching Damian in the classroom boringly playing with his chin while his classmate was also dozing off.

The little boy looked a little weird.

Naqi glanced at it hastily, the angle was not very good, it didn't see clearly.

Just as I was about to change direction, I heard the school bell ring.

Time to prepare lunch.

At noon, they ate roasted oxtail with traditional pasta bolognese. Naqi made two servings of vegetable juice and stuffed them with it. Dick ate it with relish, and happily ran to Jason to deliver one.

Jason was sweeping the foam off his helmet.

"He seems to hate this." Dick laughed.

Jason rolled his eyes back.

"Fault."

"We generally call this 'care'." As he said that, Dick threw his lunch to Jason and started to help clean it himself. "The bat got you a private room in the cave."

"The one with glass windows?"

"Please?"

"Humph"

A good lunch is always reassuring, and Jason rubbed his fingers over the mask Dick handed him, without throwing it back this time.

This thing is his red color, which is similar to the shape of Robin's mask. As long as he wears it, anyone who cares can think that the red hood that has recently risen in Gotham is actually a member of the Batman family.

At night, Jason managed to drive his elder brother away, and when he turned around, he found a little black cat squatting outside the window of his safe house.

"..." I was scared to death.

Jason asked, "What?"

"Meow." Go home.

Jason choked: "You even care about this???"

Natch nodded seriously.

"Reason?" and handed over the phone.

[Not all human beings say that a family should be tidy. 】In Naqi's eyes, the so-called "tidy and tidy" refers to several cats and sea cucumbers basking in the sun side by side, neat and tidy.

So naturally it decided to line up Batman and Batbird.

Neatly~~

Jason stared at the phrase, speechless for a long time.

"I said, give you a class."

"Meow?" He tilted his head.

"Correct translation of human language and situational application."

Naqi looked confused.

"Meow……?"

The author has something to say: [About lack of sleep]

Part of it is my own personal experience.Short-term sleep deprivation can lead to crankiness, memory loss, poor concentration, and some communication problems (suddenly the mind freezes).

The other part is to check the information.

[Insufficient sleep is really harmful, and many problems will be long-term and cannot be easily cured. 】

[Be sure to pay attention to the daily sleep time, plan your study and life reasonably, eat, drink and have fun! 】

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*Room with glass.

The one in Arkham, yes, the one that shut down the irritable version of the little red bird.