The little black dragon in the bat nest

Maybe it's because he didn't care much about the concept of time, or because Bruce Wayne behaved the same as before he left after his return. In short, life in Wayne Manor hasn't changed much.

Except that the little Bruce had grown into the Big Bruce before.

The window of the bedroom was blocked by thick curtains, which prevented the sunlight from penetrating in the slightest bit, and the closed room seemed a little gloomy.

On the bed, the bulging quilt moved, and then a slender black tail slipped out from the edge.

Nid Hogg opened his eyes, looked at Bruce who was lying motionless and sound asleep in front of him, and prepared to get out from the side as carefully as possible—Bruce came back too late yesterday, and visually estimated that he ran back overnight.

And even though it was getting dark at that time, Ned Hogg still keenly smelled the smell of blood from Bruce.

Out of distress and deeper emotions, Ned Hogg did not refute Bruce's proposal to sleep together, and successfully suppressed Bruce's idea of ​​telling a bedtime story at the end, pressing him to let He sleeps well.

For this reason, Nid Hogg also nodded and agreed to be a pillow.

Crawling out from the quilt, he shook his body and moved his limbs. Ned Hogg looked down at his paws, feeling in his heart that Bruce has really grown up, and his physical fitness is really strong after the experience.

At least he was able to sleep so deeply when he hugged himself, instead of feeling the scales on her body.

But just when Nid Hogg was about to go out for a run and fly twice to exercise his muscles and bones, the person who was supposed to be asleep moved and opened his eyes.

"Sleep a little longer?"

Because of the previous experience, the nerves have been highly tense, so Bruce Wayne actually woke up instinctively the moment Nid Hogg moved, but the sleepy look still stagnated between his brows, and the words he said were still Somewhat vague.

Swallowing the words that had come to his lips, Ned Hogg looked at the tired and sleepy Bruce Wayne who seemed to be struggling to open his eyes, and finally slipped back into bed.

"Tsk, trouble."

Stretched out his paw and patted his shoulder, Ned Hogg said something disgusting, but the strength under his paw was very light: "Sleep, I will be with you today."

Left and right dragons also need sleep very much.

After getting the answer he wanted, Bruce Wayne lay down again in satisfaction, and then pulled his dragon back into his arms again, rubbing his cheeks on the slightly cold scales, and sighed in satisfaction: "Sleeping."

This is the comfortable sleep he hasn't felt in a long time.

The chaotic black mist and gunpowder smoke in the dream all disappeared, the tense nerves gradually eased, and the fatigue was healed one by one.

Ned Hogg, who was obediently in front of the pillow, looked up at Bruce, who was leaning against his head, speechless: so tired...

Feeling that his scales might be colder, Nid Hogg simply visited his digital core again, modified the data, raised his body temperature little by little, and made the scales uncomfortable. A heating.

And Alfred, who was too late to wait for Heizi who was clamoring for extra meals last night, glanced at the window with the curtains drawn, smiled knowingly, and withdrew all the breakfast.

When he came back after seeing Bruce like that last night, Alfred said that it was impossible not to feel distressed.

'Then take a good rest today. '

The conscientious Mr. housekeeper showed a kind smile: "After all, it is a rare good weather, and it's not bad to sleep late." '

Life after returning to Gotham doesn't seem to be any different from before.

After rectifying Wayne Enterprises, Bruce Wayne quickly entered the state of salted fish, and started the mode of a good-for-nothing boy who eats, drinks and has fun all day long, making him show amazing courage to rectify Wayne at the beginning En Enterprise, the King of Gotham is back again" The media were disappointed that this news would become a fact.

But soon, the media found out that Bruce Wayne is also very good as a salted fish, at least there is no need to worry about the lace news about him.

And Bruce Wayne, who has supported countless media by himself, is now paralyzed at home with no image, chatting with his own dragon like a salted fish who has given up his efforts.

"Bruce, you now..."

Glancing at Bruce Wayne, who was posing exactly like himself, Ned Hogg showed an expression that he couldn't bear to look directly at, trying to persuade him not to give up treatment so early: "Should I pay attention to my image?"

Long Tan is also cute and handsome, but you are different.

"It's ok."

He waved his hand not minding at all, and Bruce Wayne said very casually: "There is no one else here, Hei Zi, you and Ah Fu are fine. And..."

Changing to a more comfortable and salty fish position again, Bruce Wayne sighed softly: "Hei Zi, no wonder you always like to lie on the ground like this. This position is indeed very relaxing and comfortable."

Apart from the lack of image, there is nothing bad about it.

Nid Hogg: ...

It's hopeless, wait for death, Bruce, you have fallen.

And Alfred, who stood aside and saw two salted fishes, one big and one small, calmly took a photo of Bruce and Ned Hogg: Yes, there are new photos in the album of Wayne's family. .

Good memories increase.

In fact, Bruce put on such a depraved posture, except that he was really curious about why Ned Hogg loved this unhandsome posture so much, and there was another point that he was really tired.

After dealing with everything, Bruce built himself a set of equipment, and after talking about his ideas with Ned Hogg and Alfred, he decided to become a masked vigilante in the dark in Gotham action.

"It sounds cool, but..."

Nied Hogg, who had heard the incident at the time, put down the half-gnawed snack in his paw, pointed to Bruce, and complained: "But it sounds really good and shameful."

Masked vigilantes, superheroes, or some kind of chivalrous and enthusiastic citizens... No matter what you think, it's shameful to say it carelessly.

Bruce Wayne: ...

Thank you, you can pay less attention to this.

"Also, since you decided to become a vigilante, you must give yourself a nickname, right?"

Ned Hogg, who suddenly thought of this matter, regained his energy, turned over and got up, waving his paws enthusiastically and gesticulating: "For example, the Green Arrow in the Star City next door, and the Flash, Green Lantern and so on."

"There have been so many superheroes popping up all of a sudden recently, our code name must be impressive enough, and it must make people feel timid when they hear it, so that people's legs will soften when they hear the code name. , must be powerful enough to be aggressive and powerful!"

Bruce Wayne fell silent as he looked at the excited black dragon who couldn't help flapping its wings.

"The code name you mentioned..." Why do I think it's unreliable?

"Hey, really, Bruce, I've already thought about it!"

Nid Hogg stared at his partner with bright vertical eyes, and said brazenly: "What do you think of the nickname Royal Knight? Or Omega Beast, Aroma Beast, etc."

Anyway, those colleagues are not there, so it doesn't matter to borrow their names.

They wouldn't run over and beat her up, would they?

"No, I refuse."

Bruce Wayne complained expressionlessly: "The names you mentioned obviously sound more secondary and shameful."

And what does the word "beast" at the end mean?Does that mean I'm like a beast?

"Where does it sound bad?!"

Ned Hogg was furious, with his short claws barely sticking to his waist, he pointed at his partner and said, "Doesn't the royal knight sound majestic and handsome enough? Isn't it cool!"

"The Empire next door sent you a congratulatory message."

"...That has nothing to do with us, and besides, we didn't infringe on the Knights of the Round Table! We don't use the title of King Arthur either."

After being at a loss for words for a moment, Ned Hogg, who was suddenly a little scared, sat on the ground and muttered softly, still a little bit unwilling to give up.

In the end, no matter how much Ned Hogg tried to abduct Bruce on this kind of life-related decision, Bruce still stuck to his heart and gave himself a normal code name.

"Come on, what's wrong with Batman?"

Ned Hogg gnawed on the apple indignantly, and stuck out his tongue: "The black cat ears are much more normal than your nickname."

"Seriously, Bruce, why don't you consider Black Catman? This is cute and handsome."

Bruce, who pretended he didn't hear anything, bowed his head and concentrated on polishing his darts: he didn't listen, he didn't look, he didn't speak.

Because the last time he tried to argue this kind of issue with his own dragon, he was directly gnawed by his own dragon—a very merciless bite, which just happened to gnaw on his face.

The blood mark has not disappeared until now, which added to his already bad reputation a gossip rumor of "provoking small animals when he was free and nothing to do, but he was killed and scratched by the other party with a trace of blood".

Tsk, the vengeance is really strong.

Hearing his own black dragon behind him still muttering about her title, saying indignantly, "Batman is not as good as the Royal Knight at all", Bruce looked at the bat dart in his hand, and put it away in satisfaction.

Then he said something that he regretted.

"Didn't you say you were a royal knight before? You can use this nickname yourself."

Nid Hogg: ——!

Oh yes!

The apple in his hand suddenly tasted bad, and Ned Hogg flicked his tail excitedly: "Bruce, you are right! I can use it myself!"

Even I can play all the royal knights by myself!

If I do something bad, I can blame others, just make sure my vest is clean!

Bruce: ...?

???

Wait, are you really going to do this yourself? !

The author has something to say: So, when the Omega beasts come to this world...

"Aroma Knight? Isn't that the guy who smashed other people's bathhouses? Lose money!"

"Skull Knight? Isn't that the guy who overturned the roof of XX's house and ran away? Lose money!"

A group of royal knights: ...

Gan!

Hei Zi, who has hidden merit and fame: You are welcome, I will help you spread the word.

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啾咪感谢在2021-02-2016:06:42~2021-02-2217:21:59期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 9 bottles of Clover; 5 bottles of Millennium; 4 bottles of escape from the bitter sea of ​​work; 1 bottle of sehunna;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!