Wayne family salted fish daily [Comprehensive British and American]

The next afternoon, with huge dark circles and red eyes, I looked like I had been devastated by the final exam for more than half a year, and finally left the door of my room. Fortunately, Jason was not at home.

So my all-night watching of anime and manga has not leaked out, and I can still be a good baby.

But, that said, family, why did things turn out like this?

Watching animation is a happy thing, and staying up late is also a happy thing. The two happy things added together should be double the happiness.But why, why are things the way they are?

I'm in so much pain, oh, Ku Luxi, wash my father more.

I even wanted to put nails all over my face, and then open my mouth in a low voice to the protagonist of the spell fight back, Knotabagi Yujin, and just say that famous sentence, just one sentence.

"How many floors does a bag of rice carry."

Woohoo, a bag of yo, a bag of yo.

I understand, there is no such thing as hot-blooded animation in this world. I should have known this when I saw Ace die. I shouldn't have turned on the spell to fight back.

Now how much I want to go back to the time when I opened the animation ignorantly and ignorantly last night, and I felt that this animation was perfect while I was gnawing on potato chips. I have new and old?

They are all going to die, at least they can't make my heart hurt before they die, right?

After working hard all night and completing the manga as fast as I could, I was like a salted fish, collapsed on the sofa and didn't want to move.

However, the subtle aroma kept drifting towards me from the direction of the kitchen, getting into my nostrils hatefully, trying to seduce me.

I'm someone who can be seduced so easily!

I'm……

As a cook, after struggling for a few minutes, I reluctantly climbed up from the sofa, opened a pair of red eyes that were definitely bloodshot, and walked slowly into the kitchen.

I haven't slept all night, I can't fall asleep, why on earth is this, why did I have such a cruel hand on myself yesterday.

Just as I was slowly putting the cold spaghetti bolognese that Jason left for me before he went out into the microwave to heat up, I heard the door lock click and open. Is Jason back?

I turned my head and rubbed my own eyes quickly with my hands, trying to use this action to shake off the frightening dark circles and red eye sockets I saw in the mirror after I woke up.But because there is no mirror now, I don't know what the effect will be.

"Loxy, you won't just now—" As expected, Jason's voice sounded in the room. I was about to speak, but I raised my head, and saw Jason standing in front of the bar in the open kitchen, staring at him in a daze. Me: "Are you crying?"

I did cry, Chao, can I not cry?

That is to say, he shouldn't call the spell return battle, he shouldn't call it the spell return battle, he can change the name to something like a sword return battle, pain return battle, etc., right?

Otherwise, why did I feel like I was stabbed through by the sharp kitchen knife held by Dong Baili [1] after reading it, and I felt as if I was about to suffocate in pain.

If you wash your father more, can't you treat the poor protagonist group better?The anime was okay, but I was fascinated by it all of a sudden and I looked for the manga right where I was, that is, this action made me emo to the present, I didn’t sleep all night, after finishing the manga all night, I still had no hope invisible.

What kind of hot-blooded manga is this?Is your passion for establishing yourself the kind of blood that throws your head and sprinkles your blood?

I don’t have the strength to complain anymore. This feeling is like being stabbed into a corpse in pain after watching Demon Slayer: Blade half a year ago. I thought that kind of thing was just a special case. Why did things become like this.

Of course, I usually never cry because of my own affairs.Because movies, novels, animations, and comics are quite common, when it comes to literary and artistic creations, my emotions are so rich that it is unreasonable.

In short, I fell on the bed and shed tears for half the night. Watching the protagonist of the hot-blooded comic throwing his head and spilling blood, I couldn't help crying.

Throw your head and sprinkle your blood.

Woo, Kulushi.

"Yesterday, cough—" As a result of crying all night and not sleeping at all, my voice is completely hoarse. My husband was imprisoned, I am so sad."

"Uh..." I watched Jason's face darken all of a sudden, and after two seconds, he said slowly, "Before I take out the sniper gun, I hope you Can you explain to me first whether this husband is three-dimensional or two-dimensional.”

"And does he really know you are there?"

Chao, as expected of my second brother who has experienced countless social deaths, he really understands me.

If my father were here, I’m afraid he would have already started asking me what my “husband” has done, and whether we have reached the point of getting engaged. I found out that I had been to Las Vegas secretly.

I stuck out my tongue, took out the heated pasta, and said happily: "Two-dimensional husband, woo, they are so pitiful."

The follow-up of the incident was that my second brother ruthlessly confiscated my computer, mobile phone and tablet because I watched animations and manga all night and didn't sleep at all. After eating, I was driven to sleep.

"If you have time to think about these things, you might as well sleep."

Then how can it be there or not!That is the light of my heart, the fire of my hope!

My bed is so soft, let's go to sleep first.

……

When I woke up, it was already the middle of the night. The reason why I woke up now was because my stomach started to protest again.

I opened my eyes, and the quilt on my body had been kicked aside by me, and most of it was lying on the ground. The air conditioner in the room had been turned off in advance because of the preset time, which also prevented me from catching a cold.

Although I have been thinking, now I am Captain America who can breathe fire, do I really still have a cold?

I got out of bed, and being a night owl, staying up all night was a routine thing for me.

Therefore, I am not in the state of ordinary people who are still squeezed out even if they catch up on sleep after staying up all night, but I shake my head in excellent spirits.

Even if I'm emo now, it's because of the return of spells, people don't want to watch it anymore, damn it!

Just after I got up from the bed, I saw that the mobile phone confiscated by Jason had been lying on my bedside table, and I knew that Jason must have put my things back in my room shortly after I fell asleep. He might just come back temporarily this afternoon.It's just that the timing was not coincidental, and I just happened to be caught staying up late.

Sure enough, when I got up and washed up, I was completely awake.After I opened the door, it was pitch black outside, obviously Jason was not at home after nightfall.Otherwise, he would at least turn on the night light in the living room.

After all, I'm the one who trips up in the middle of the night because it's too dark.That's right, I, the fire-breathing Captain America, fell flat.

Since that day, even if I forget to turn on the lights, Jason will turn on the lights in the living room and hallway for me.

Unless it was bright daylight when he went out, it was unlikely that the house would be this dark.

While yawning, I slowly moved to the side of the light by the light of the mobile phone, and turned on the light with a "snap", and the warm warm yellow light fell into the air, completely dispelling the original darkness. It was deserted and deserted, and the smell of rice that had been exuding in the past few nights was gone now, more like when I lived here alone.

After the superhero special exhibition is over, it's better to go back to Gotham.

It can't be said that I can't adapt to a person's life after experiencing a large and lively family.

After all, in my adoptive parents' house, my younger siblings are also very lively, and we are also a huge family.

But after I was admitted to university, I also came to New York alone, and spent more than three years alone.

There's no loneliness I can't get used to, the question is, why do I even bother to get used to this kind of thing?

My mother is a rich lady who doesn't need to earn money to support herself, where do I want to live.

I can live wherever I want, and I can go home whenever I want.

really fragrant...

"Buzz-hum-" At this moment, the communicator that Overwatch gave me rang.

I have never given this thing to my dad or my brothers. Even if Jason asked me to hand over my phone, tablet, and computer just now, I have kept this thing that I have been stuffing in my pocket all the time.

I have a hunch that after my father finds out about this thing, I will definitely not be able to intervene, so how can it be.

I pulled out the communicator easily, and the message bar belonging to my master was on. When I clicked on it, his message popped up: "I brought you something from Japan, and I will be there in 5 minutes." doorstep."

Okay, ever since getting along with my master, I have always felt that he is a very cold and indifferent person on the surface, but he actually takes good care of me. Even this time he went to Japan on a business trip because of the Overwatch mission. You can still remember to bring me some souvenirs back.

I don't know what it is. Is there really such a thing as whipped cream edamame Daifuku in this world? Maybe my master and I have a tacit understanding.

Just when I was thinking wildly, the doorbell rang, and I jumped happily from the door towards the door. When I opened the door, it was not the master I expected to appear in front of the door.

Grass, why did my father appear here, no, did you come in a group?