After buying the earth [Comprehensive British and American]

Batman never imagined that he would one day be Bruce Wayne's double.

Although he has always known how... unreasonable Hilda is, his thoughts were still confused for a few seconds because of Hilda.

Immediately, with a sullen face, he said in a calm tone as much as possible: "...your attitude towards the substitute is to cover up the most similar parts between him and the deity?"

—…if only Hilda would help him take off his helmet.

"You're right." Hilda touched her chin, seeming to agree with him, but seeing her like this, Batman once again had a bad feeling.

She snapped her fingers, and the black cloak slipped off his body.

He froze: "You—"

"Me?" She pretended to be silly, "What's the matter with me? I'm very satisfied now, after all, the most similar part of you and Bruce has been perfectly displayed in front of me, isn't it?"

"You know that's not what I'm talking about."

"But I think this is it." Hilda didn't care, "Now you can only submit to me unconditionally."

His chest heaved violently, obviously very unhappy.The temperature in the room is not low, but at this moment Batman has become no longer nervous due to the various stimuli that happened just now, feeling powerless and shame intertwined back and forth, looking at Hilda's body from top to bottom. reached its peak.

However, when this tortured feeling reached its peak, Batman calmed down almost numbly.

He regained his composure, his voice still hoarse: "Have you seen enough?"

"No." Hilda paced towards him, her fingertips resting on his throat, "Shut up, your voice doesn't sound like his."

——It’s really a classic scumbag quotation.

Batman: "..." He was in a mixed mood, angry and funny.

"I remember you said you were thirsty?" She tilted her head and stared at him, "Do you want a drink?"

He nodded slightly.

"I don't want to talk, so I really don't talk?" Hilda smiled and stretched out her hand to pat his chest. "It's so good."

Batman glared at her, and he swore he really wanted to...!

She took a glass of water, stood beside him and beckoned him to drink it together.

Batman frowned, and finally bowed his head to drink the water in the glass patiently. She raised her hand while staring at him—obviously, Hilda had never taken care of others, and the water suddenly entered the esophagus. Choked.Water spilled from the corner of his lips, down his chin, and some flowed down his neck to his chest.

He coughed a few times, and just about to say something, he found that Hilda didn't look at him, but stared at the water on his body and licked the corners of his lips.

Batman: "...what are you looking at."

"Water." She stretched out her fingertips, followed the farthest drop of water unexplainably, and wiped away its traces from bottom to top, "It's so beautiful | color | oh."

Batman's muscles tensed, and he felt that where her fingertips touched, the electric current was looming, full of some kind of danger.

She withdrew her hand, stared at her fingertips thoughtfully for a while, and then deliberately and slowly licked off the drop of water remaining on her fingertips.

He exploded all over for no reason, thinking almost desperately: ...Why do things always go in this direction?

Hilda had no sense of being the culprit. She glanced at Batman, deliberately ignoring something that was clearly out of order, smiled, and picked up the water glass again: "...do you still drink?"

Batman: "...I want cold water with ice."

"It's not good for your throat."

"But it's good for my body."

At his insistence, Hilda added some ice to the water glass.

This time he drank very carefully, almost using all Batman's caution when facing the most dangerous enemy, and finally drank the whole glass of ice water without leaking a single drop.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, he was finally able to withdraw from this series of things and began to think about other serious practical issues.

"How long have I been away from the estate?" he asked first. "If I've been missing for too long, things will get worse."

"That's bad." She put down the water glass and replied casually, "What's the matter with me?"

Batman: "..."

"And you don't think you're just here for a visit, you can go back soon?" Hilda asked back, "I hope you have an accurate positioning of your situation at the moment, as long as I'm not tired of playing with you , you will stay here forever."

"You can't lock me up like this forever," he said. "I'm a normal human being. I need water, food, and physical problems. You're going to get bored."

"How do you know I'm bored?"

"However, you did remind me - it took so much energy just now." She stretched out her hand and pressed his stomach, thoughtfully, "Are you hungry?"

Batman's Adam's apple rolled slightly.

Her hands were hot, rubbing against his skin.

He picks up another topic: "... Even if you can fix the most basic issues, my body won't be able to hold this position all the time - so it doesn't make any sense at all, I don't understand why you should insist on it .”

"You know." Hilda said lightly, "You know exactly what I want, you are very smart, you have always been like this, I wouldn't naively think that you don't know how to make me put you down willingly, but You just don't want to follow my heart, do you?"

"..." Batman remained expressionless.

He couldn't suppress his irritated emotions: Yes, the problem is clear, she only wants that caring and gentle lover Brucey, and I hope Batman would better get out of the way, if he said that these two people are actually one, there is no If she couldn't return one of them, she would rather plug her ears and close her eyes and pretend she didn't know anything.Is he going to follow her wishes and live a double parallel life of Brucey during the day and Batman at night when both parties are clearly aware of this?

...Although this seems to be the same as before, his pride makes him unacceptable.

From the moment he was ready to propose to Hilda, fully ready to accept her as part of the Wayne family, he had no intention of continuing to keep this double identity a secret—he was just slow.He doesn't intend to continue to pretend in the future, he hopes that in Hilda's eyes, these two identities are one person, and she is in love with him, all of him, not just Bruce.

Hilda's words before did soften him a bit, and he even reflected for a few seconds on whether it would be too mean to completely deny the existence of Bruce Wayne - there might indeed be a little deliberate element in that, but he never felt that before Everything Hilda did in front of her was "begrudgingly".

...However, he just took a step back, not completely admitting defeat and obeying her thoughts unconditionally.

Batman looked gloomy: "I'm hungry."

"Okay." Hilda was not in a hurry to get his consent at this moment - if he agreed too quickly, she would feel ghostly, "I want to eat something."

"I don't want to eat magic products," he said lightly, "I want to eat things you made yourself."

Hilda: "..."

"Even if I were your shady lover," he said calmly, "I should have some minimum special treatment. Even the most vicious criminal knows how to tenderly agree to a little harmless little thing from a lover afterwards." ask."

It's unnerving to hear Batman say that in his criminally intimidating voice.

Hilda Teng stood up, and she stared at him, feeling a little tingly: "You said that, what about the image?"

"What image?"

"Superhero image!" she exclaimed.

Batman: "I'm just a vigilante, not a superhero."

Hilda stalked for a moment: "...Actually, you just want to drive me away."

He was noncommittal: "After so many things have happened, don't I even have the right to think quietly for a while?"

She stared at him for a while, then angrily turned around to prepare some food with magic in another place.

"Wait," he called to her, "I'm cold, I need to get dressed."

"Liar," Hilda accused, "you're not cold at all."

"Be considerate," Batman looked at her, still with a light tone, "...even as a bed partner."

Hilda: ...

She waved her hand, and those shattered battle robes were restored to their original shape before his eyes. At this moment, he was the ascetic and majestic dark knight again.

Batman paused, he didn't expect Hilda to be so "considerate" to such an extent, he thought she would just put the cape on him again.

Hilda seemed to be aware of his surprise, she explained unintentionally: "I just want to see your expression when the armor is destroyed again."

Batman didn't speak, just watched her turn and walk out.

He closed his eyes.

In fact, he wasn't too worried about Ah Fu and the others—after they found out that he was missing, they would definitely help him cover up the loopholes and start looking for him at the same time.

He is more worried about the current situation.

If he is now locked up in Gotham by Hilda, or is still anywhere on the earth, then Batman believes that Nightwing and the others will always find traces, but everything that has happened since he woke up until now points to Another possibility he didn't want—they weren't on Earth, at least, not above the surface.

Therefore, he can only rely on himself to break through the current situation.

The door was suddenly pushed open.

Batman opened his eyes and saw Damian's figure.

He walked in, looked around the laboratory with his arms around, and asked knowingly, "...Is mother not there?"

Batman looked at the child with mixed emotions, but didn't speak.

Damian didn't leave.

He walked towards Batman and looked at him: "...Not long after I walked out, I realized something was wrong. Mother said that you are my father's substitute, but I really don't see any similarity between you and my father."

Batman: "You never met your father."

"Hmph, although I haven't met him, I know he shouldn't be like you at least." Damian said unhappily, "Mother lied to me, there is no way you can be my father's substitute—"

Batman stared at him, waiting for the second half of his sentence.

The little boy expressed his guess with great certainty: "You are the lover that mother found behind her father's back! Tell me! Is it because of you that my parents separated?"

Batman: …………………