[Comprehensive British and American] Cthulhu Summons Master

After sending the message to Batman, Don Nana rolled around on the bed several times hugging the pillow, waiting for a reply with some trepidation.

She thought of storing Batman's phone number in the address book, and worried about what name to write to him.

Just call Batman? ...She always feels a little ordinary and a little weird.

Pick a pet name?This feels a little disrespectful to Batman...

After entering and deleting several times, she finally chose a title that seemed a little secondary at first glance, but was actually a straightforward title-Mr. Dark Knight.

As soon as the contact was saved, the other party's reply jumped out. Looking at the words "message from Mr. Dark Knight" on the screen, she couldn't help but bend the corners of her lips, and the corners of her eyes and brows were full of satisfaction.

Omg, she has Batman's phone!It's like a dream!

The content of the newsletter is in a consistent concise style. While expressing respect for her ideas, I did not forget to tell her to pay attention to safety and the road to superheroism is not easy.

She is very grateful for this, and of course she also understands that becoming Chaoying is not an easy task in various ways, let alone having superpowers means being able to become Chaoying.

It is very encouraging for Tang Nana to get such a reminder of her favorite Chaoying.

The tag strip Batman left in the ward was put into a photo frame by Don Nana and placed on the bedside table, and now she can see it every morning when she presses the alarm clock.

So even though she has been suffering from poor sleep and nightmares recently, she can still have a good day when she sees this note in the morning.

But the thing that she almost confessed to was dropped on the ground a few days later, and the glass in the photo frame was broken when it fell, and the culprit was still standing on the bedside table, looking straight at her called out.

"Meow~"

Soft and waxy, a pair of round yellow eyes full of innocence.

This is a gray British short-haired blue cat with a big face and cheeks in place, standing with its front feet together in front of him, sitting upright and looking at her, without any guilt of doing something bad.

Bewitched by the cute cat in front of her, Don Nana got angry for a second and forgave it for pushing the photo frame to the ground. She approached cautiously, slowly stretched out her hand to the blue cat, and touched it under its tacit gaze. off its head.

Soft, fluffy to the touch, with some warmth.

"Meow~~"

With a slightly prolonged cry, the blue cat's head rubbed against her palm, and Tang Nana's heart turned into a puddle of water.

For this furry and cute creature, she has no resistance at all. It is such a cat who is willing to be touched by her and even likes her.

"Little Mimi, where are you from?"

Don Nana started the behavior that countless people will have after encountering a cat - try to talk to the cat.

"Meow~!"

With a short sound, the blue cat turned his head to glance at her half-open window, and then looked at her in a daze.

Looks like it came in through a window...

So clever, as if he could understand human speech!

I couldn't help sucking on the cat for a while, rubbing my head again, stroking my body, and even pinching the pads. This cat was very cooperative with Tang Nana throughout the whole process. A good temper is not like a proud cat.

A thought intensified in Don Nana's mind. With a coaxing tone that she didn't realize, Don Nana said to the cat: "Do you want to be my cat? If you don't make a sound, I'll take it as if you agreed." !"

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

One cat and one person kept their eyes wide open for more than ten seconds in silence, and finally she couldn't help showing a big smile.

She has a cat!

Cat lovers have no martial arts virtues, so if the cat doesn't bark, it's a promise!

So Tang Nana, who claims to be a new shit-shoveling officer, began to purchase cats happily. She took the cat to a nearby pet store, had a simple physical examination and vaccination, and took advantage of the cat's bath time to raise the cat. The basic equipment is purchased complete.

As for some small toys, canned cat food, etc., she will shop online after she prepares. After all, the prices in pet stores are really not discounted.

Don Nana had never seen such a well-behaved cat. Until she took it home after washing it fluffy and fluffy, it never tried to escape once, or even struggled. It nestled peacefully in her arms for a long time. A lazy look, squinting her eyes and only slightly raising her eyelids when she looked down at it.

Putting the sleeping cat on her quilt, she took out her mobile phone and adjusted the angle to take a picture.

Open the ins that I haven't updated for a long time, and update a new status.

[Picture - sleeping blue cat on the quilt]

[I have a cat! ! !I decided to call it a little bat! 】

Donna, who posted this update, didn't know that Tony, who had discovered her ins early on and followed her, laughed so loudly and cheerfully when he saw it.

Tony, who clearly knew she was a Batman fan, couldn't help but laugh when he saw the cat's name, and for the first time wasn't offended that Iron Man wasn't her favorite hero.

He sincerely sympathized with the vigilante in Gotham for a second, and then gave Don Nana a thumbs up with a grin.

When she woke up the next day, Tang Nana found that she had received a lot of likes and replies.

Some came to see who she was because of Tony's attention, some small animal lovers praised her cat for being cute, and some like Victoria and Peter said they wanted to suck her cat.

Don Nana didn't know when Tony paid attention to her, she muttered a few words and then ignored her.

"Good morning! Bat."

She stretched out her index finger and tapped the cat's nose. The slightly wet touch made her smile a little bigger. On the wall opposite the bed was a hanging photo frame she bought newly, and the note was still inside.

She still had a long and dark dream last night. In the dream, it was a dark passage that seemed to have no end. She walked forward alone, and the sound of her footsteps echoed in her ears.

She didn't dare to turn back, because Don Nana had a premonition that worse things would happen if she turned back.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, she finally saw the dim light slanting on the ground, and the three shallow lights gave her the hope of being saved.

The three rays of light came from an open door, which was scratched by three sharp claws. She pushed the door open carefully, and with the teeth-stinging sound, she saw Fei Denan.

He was neatly dressed and sat on a black chair, with his eyes open but lifeless, like a... doll.

Compared with the intense and terrifying nightmares, this relatively peaceful dream Don Nana would not be woken up by fright, but she was always immersed in such dreams repeatedly, which made her a little resistant to sleep.

Therefore, before officially replying to Tony that she wants to join the Avengers, she decided to talk to Hannibal and get professional advice, which is the best choice for her now.

For this reason, after today's public class, Don Nana did not leave the classroom for a long time. Although she did not join the team surrounding Hannibal in front of the blackboard, she still quietly watched the situation there from her seat.

Finally, as usual, when the bell rang for the next class, Hannibal started grabbing his coat and moving outside.

Hibernating just to wait for this moment, she immediately set off and walked through the door behind the classroom with her things, counting the time to go around the road behind the teaching building.

Sure enough, when she panted and ran to the cobblestone road behind the School of Psychology, she saw Hannibal approaching head-on. laugh.

"I think Miss Tang must have something to say to me?"

"Does Professor Lecter know that I'm looking for you?"

Starting to think about whether it was because her eyes were too hot when she was in class just now, Tang Nana said with a guilty conscience.

"You don't seem to be sleeping well recently. When you talked about PTSD in the last class, your expression...was a little unnatural. In addition, the way you looked at me today is different from leaving the classroom directly after class. Instead, you choose Wait..." Hannibal spoke at a moderate pace, pausing just right, as if he was still studying Donna's reaction while talking, "...and your reaction at this moment."

"You are really amazing, just like a detective in a novel!"

"Psychiatrists are indeed like detectives in a sense. After all, what we need to read is people's hearts, just like I said in my class..."

"If you only rely on language to understand people, then more than [-]% of them are lies."

After receiving Hannibal's words, Donna said with a smile, she listened to his class very seriously, there is no doubt about it.

"That's right. So, is Miss Tang interested in going to my office and having a cup of hot tea?"

"It's an honor!"

Hannibal is easier to get along with than Don Nana expected. He is over [-] years old, but because he is well maintained, no one doubts that he is in his thirties. Not only is his clothes very good, but she can smell them when he is next to him. Light and refreshing cold pine flavor.

Hannibal has a small independent office. The bookcases occupying an entire wall are filled with books of various sizes and colors. Donna found that the titles of many of them can be felt with just a quick glance. profound.

"Sorry, I've only been in New York not long ago, and there are still some things I haven't quite sorted out."

As he spoke, he moved the cardboard box beside the desk back, turned around and politely asked Don Nana to sit down at will.

"It's okay, I don't mind Professor Lecter."

Sincerely waving his hand, Hannibal just smiled at her, and walked to the record player beside him.

It was an old-fashioned record player with a vinyl record placed on the golden horn shape. This was the first time Don Nana saw such a record player in real life.

"Can Beethoven?"

Hannibal's polite question stunned Donna for a moment.

"of course can!"

Then, after he brought the steaming black tea in front of her, Hannibal finally straightened his cuffs and sat down on his seat, slightly tucking his chin, and spoke in a gentle tone:

"Then tell me what exactly is bothering you, and see if I can help you."