[Comprehensive British and American] Bat's Grammy Girlfriend

"It doesn't shoot lasers from its eyes, and it doesn't run as fast as the speed of light. It's just an ordinary goat." Alfred said after inspecting it, "A goat can't destroy the world .”

The black goat got off the restraint platform, flicked its four hooves, and bleated non-stop around Keshira.

"I'm more concerned about why the Kraken raises sheep," Tim said, "or are sheep amphibious?"

"Baa~" The goat came over to sniff him, and gave him a light headbutt.

Its wool is longer and fluffier than that of ordinary goats, and the whole sheep looks like a fluffy black cloud.If it weren't for the horns on the head that are obviously only found in goats, I would have thought it was a soft and cute little sheep.

Tim touched its back, and the soft and comfortable touch made him decisively join the camp that kept the goat.

"Let's call it Black."

"I think Sutter is a better name," Bruce said, sort of agreeing to keep it.

Alfred thoughtfully prepared the rope for the black goat and took it outside to eat - it seemed to be very hungry and kept trying to bite Tim's clothes into its mouth.

Sartre's arrival dispelled Kexila's fear of the land, and she no longer insisted on nestling in Bruce's arms, which made Bruce heave a sigh of relief.

Alfred bans Bruce from his night watch, even though the checkup shows nothing wrong with his health, which is still the responsibility of Dick and Jason, who are arguing over whose turn it is to play Batman tonight, Finally, Jason put on the Robin suit angrily.

Others sat at the table, and Tompkins mentioned an incident among doctors: an honest doctor who worked in the General Hospital suddenly stole all the tranquilizers in the hospital, and the police were searching his When he was in the residence, he found more, and his arms and thighs were densely packed with pinholes.

"Is he still alive after all the tranquilizers?" Tim asked.

"This is the strange thing. Not only is he alive, but he is also surprisingly strong." Tompkins said, "But his mental state is very bad, and he can't ask why he did this. I heard that the police station Prepare to send him to Arkham."

Bruce made a note of this and planned to visit the doctor in a few days.

Today's dinner is baked lobster with cream cheese. For health reasons, everyone is served with a small vegetable salad.Kexila showed full interest in these two foods that he had never seen before, imitating Bruce's appearance, picked up the knife and fork, cut a piece and put it in his mouth.

No one can reject Ah Fu's craftsmanship, not even the Kraken.She was quickly overwhelmed by the strong smell of cheese, finished her share like a storm, and then stared straight at Tim who was directly opposite and hadn't started.

Because the appetite in her eyes is so strong, Tim doesn't know for a moment whether she wants to eat the lobster or wants to eat himself.

Alfred quickly gave her a new order, and by the way taught Bruce not to just eat lobster, and proper vegetables are more beneficial to the body.

Bruce reluctantly forked up the cabbage, and Keshila, who had been watching her all the time, followed suit and swallowed a mouthful of lettuce full of trust in Ah Fu's cooking skills.

After a while, she puffed her cheeks and looked at Alfred pitifully and tearfully. Her expression made Alfred feel that forcing her to eat vegetables was a heinous sin.

So he moved Keshira's plate of salad to Bruce's.

Tompkins said goodbye after dinner, and Bruce sent the doctor to the door and asked her for the doctor's address and some other information.When he returned to the living room, Keshira, who was full of food and drink, brought the little goat. He lay on its body, put his mouth next to its ear, and whispered some vague words.

It seems that it's not that he can't speak, but that he doesn't understand the language.Bruce's brows frowned again, it was so strange that people around Gotham couldn't speak English, no less than Luthor had a head of thick hair.

On one side was the little goat who had been with him for many years, and on the other was Bruce. Keshira's eyes lingered between the two for a while, and then happily rushed towards Bruce who was standing at the door.

"Brucie!" Bruce's name popped out of her mouth, but the pronunciation was not standard.

For some unknown reason, Kexila looked very happy, hanging half of her body on him, calling "Brucie" over and over again.

"It's Bruce," Bruce corrected, "Bruce Wayne."

"Wayne." Keshira learned quickly, but refused to change Bruce's pronunciation.Bruce corrected it a few more times, and she acted like "I can't hear what you're talking about" and continued to do her own thing.

The all-powerful Batman is always helpless with her.Seeing that it was still early, he found a notebook and tried to teach her to write.

The first thing to teach is of course her name, CTHYLLA, Cthylla.

Keshila had a strong interest in imitating all of Bruce's actions, so without Bruce's reminder, he obediently held the "mysterious masterpiece" and carefully scratched the letters on the paper.

To Bruce's surprise, her handwriting wasn't ugly, at least it was better than Tim's.

It didn't take long for Kexila to write this word quickly and beautifully. From the appearance alone, it was no different from the one written by Bruce himself. She looked at Bruce proudly, with that look of begging for praise again.

Bruce taught her a few more words, Kexila still learned quickly, and when Alfred finished packing the kitchen, she could already name anyone in Wayne Manor.

Bruce had a subtle sense of accomplishment like an old father. Just when he was relieved, a black head stretched out and bit the paper full of names into his mouth.

Ignoring Batman's unkind eyes, Sartre chewed a few times and swallowed it thoroughly.

Wayne Manor is huge, and naturally there are many rooms.It's just that many of the rooms haven't been used since the old Waynes passed away.Alfred cleaned a guest room near the master bedroom and came out, seeing that Keshila didn't plan to let Sartre sleep in the garden, he took a small cushion and put it beside the bed.

The bedroom had its own bathroom, and in the hot tub there was a rubber yellow duck and a few colorful inflatable fish. Kexila really had fun with them, and didn't come out until Bruce knocked on the door.

There was a set of pajamas on the stool next to her. She picked it up and looked at it, and chose to put on Bruce's clothes.

Bruce, who was entrusted by Afu to deliver the milk, looked at her, and talked to her for a long time with a serious face, trying to persuade her to change into clean pajamas.The two tugged for a long time, and finally both fell on the newly made bed.

Alfred, who had bathed the little goat, came to the door and witnessed this scene by chance. He led the goat back out with empathy, and before leaving, he asked, "Master is going to sleep here tonight. ?"

"Meh." The black goat poked its head out at his feet, blinking, its rectangular pupils dilated slightly.

"I'll be right back." Bruce said as he pushed the person on him, but Kexila's weight miraculously became powerless even Batman, and even after a few pushes, he remained motionless.

Alferez closed the door and locked it with a click.Sartre next to him seemed to be worried about his master, he straightened his body and pawed at the door panel for a long time before he was coaxed and taken away by Ah Fu.

The battle on the bed was still going on, with Kexila's head buried in Bruce's neck, and his hands dishonestly pulling on the waistband of the opponent's nightgown.

Baby Bruce has always been the only one who teased others, so why did he turn the offensive when he encountered this siren?

Bruce thought about this question seriously, and then the belt was violently torn in two by Keshira.

Keshira on his body was stunned, as if he didn't expect the belt to be so weak, he lowered his head as if he had done something wrong, and tied the two pieces of fabric together in a knot as if to deceive his ears.

"Very well, in addition to a bat suit, you have an extra set of Bruce Wayne's favorite pajamas on your bill."

Kexila's eyes moved up slowly, looking at the railing at the head of the wrought-iron bed, thoughtful.

"Get off me—what are you doing!?" Bruce's wrists were tied together, bound to the railing.

Fortunately, Kexila is a novice in this field, and the knots tied are not difficult to untie.Bruce's hands were soon free, but his clothes were brutally damaged during this time, and a soft body stuck to him.Kexila wrapped her arms around his neck, her body temperature was not high, even lower than normal, but it made Bruce feel hot for no reason.

The two lay in this intimate position for a while, and Bruce suddenly felt the head of the person on him tilt, and then heard the sound of gentle breathing.

Keshira just fell asleep.

Don't get me wrong, he's not expecting something to happen.But a person of the opposite sex strips herself and you, and lies on the same bed tightly, but in the end just to sleep harmoniously with you, no matter how you think about it, it’s not right.

Bruce looked at the chandelier overhead, stretched out his hand with difficulty, and pressed the switch above.

Wayne Manor is peaceful and peaceful in the middle of the night, but Gotham is full of turmoil.

Dick chased the twisted, strange-looking figure for three blocks before losing track of his target in the Gotham River.

The man jumped into the bottomless river, looking as vigorous as a mermaid, but his face was far from the beautiful and elegant creature in the legend.Dick still remembered the head he had glimpsed under the dim streetlight, with the eyes of a dead fish, the gray-green complexion, and the most terrifying thing was the gills that opened and closed on both sides of the neck.

Jason came a step behind him, and said rather annoyedly: "I just said I should chase him instead of searching his room."

"Find anything?" Dick wasn't offended by his attitude.

"The only weird thing is this." Jason threw the thing in his hand to him. It was a weird gold accessory shaped like an octopus with wings.