Just say you lack output [Comprehensive Yingmei]

Damian looked at Dick, and Dick looked at Damian.

The two scrutinizing eyes fixed on each other at the same time, as if a strong electric current with sparks collided fiercely in the air, and the atmosphere under the night was silent and terrifying for a moment.

But soon, Damian immediately realized that the guy who dared to preach to him was the owner of the Robin uniform in the Batcave, and he was also Batman's adopted son and first assistant-Nightwing, Dick Grayson .

The boy recalled Alfred and Bruce's attitude when they mentioned Night Wing, his expression immediately darkened, and his emerald eyes were filled with fighting spirit in an instant: "It's you."

He grabbed the fox's tail, kicked his calf angrily in mid-air, and snorted coldly with a bad look on his face: "I thought father's assistant would be so good, so it's only this level. It matches your uniform very well, very ladylike, a woman from a good family."

After Dick communicated with Bruce, the fox ran towards the Batcave on the burning foxfire.

"Have you been to the Batcave?"

Dick stared at the very similar silhouettes of Damian and Bruce Wayne, and a complex emotion came from nowhere, and he couldn't help but complain: "Bruce told me to do it back then. It’s a good contraceptive measure, but in the end he gave me a fierce little bat, see, this is really a big surprise.”

"You talk so much nonsense. If complaining can make you break free, then death will be your defeat."

Damian raised his jaw arrogantly. This action should be annoying, but he has a young and handsome face, with a faint shadow of Bruce. In addition, his whole body is wrapped in fur. His own muzzle broke free from the fox's tail, very cute.

The boy said bluntly: "For my father's sake, I can answer your question. Of course, although the area of ​​the Bat Cave is not as satisfactory, the operation efficiency is not bad, and in the future there will be my of."

His tone was not very good, but the restrained and hidden emotions were extremely familiar, which was something that every Robin of his age would look forward to and yearn for.

Dick reacted immediately. He looked at the immature and cute boy in front of him with a complicated expression. His first reaction was that it was true. No one can escape the charm of Batman, but this time the situation was very different. He Asked, "You want to be Robin, succeeding Batman?"

"Being Robin? No, that's ridiculous."

Damian's hood fell down, and his short, soft black hair was blown behind his ears as the fox ran towards the Batcave at high speed: "It's enough for me to get my father's approval, and I don't need to be some ridiculous Robin bird!"

"Forget it, you can't fool me, little guy."

The corner of Dick's mouth twitched. He remembered Damian's fierce attitude when he attacked Erb, as well as his conceited and arrogant character, and deleted this possibility from his mind for a second: "Maybe you are very powerful, but you are still too young, and Not knowing what Batman is, maybe one day you will be a qualified heir, but definitely, not now."

He is not underestimating Damian, but there is no doubt that he is not only impossible to succeed Batman, he is not even a qualified Robin, he still has a long way to go, and more things need to be changed, To sum it up, in a nutshell: Go to sleep, kids, dreams have everything.

"I know what you are thinking, but you can only use your tongue, after all, I am the son of Batman's blood!"

Damian hung in the air and still did not forget to provoke Dick: "And you, you are just a poor little guy he picked up when he was bored! Just like me and Puff, you don't even woo-!"

A snow-white and soft fox tail wrapped around silently, covering the boy's provocative lips for a second.

Damian's face darkened: "..."

"Let me remind you again, kid, a brother is like a father!"

Dick's face turned dark, and his expression became a little unnatural. It was obvious that Damian had poked a pain point, but he was no longer the young Robin who would be jealous of Batman's view of the dive boy and go crazy training.

Therefore, in the face of Damian's provocation, he was unceremonious, even a little gloating, and said leisurely: "You should have done this a long time ago, he needs to--!"

Under Damian's schadenfreude eyes, another tail stretched out, also blocking Yeyi's next sentence.

Dick: "..."

So when Bruce received a summons from Dick, ordered Alfred to put Erb in the high-risk ward, and then hurriedly finished the finishing work of the night patrol and returned to the Batcave, what he saw was such a strange and silent scene.

Wearing a black turtleneck sweater, Damian was wrapped around his waist by a soft fox tail, and he was eating supper on the soft chair in front of the console, while Nightwing had a bloodstained bandage tied on his shoulder, and was holding Alf Red urges the sweater down, and he even has a pair of blue plush long johns on.

Batman: "..."

His eyes fell on the wound on Dick's shoulder that was stitched up by Alfred. After the latter made a no-problem gesture, he looked at Damian with seriousness and disapproval, and said: " We need to talk."

Damian jumped off the chair with a cold face, left the Batcave without saying a word, and walked to his bedroom.

Dick spread his hands: "Alfred, are you sure he is exactly the same as Bruce when he was a child? Seriously, he has a really big temper, and he is not cute at all."

"Yes, I am absolutely sure, Master Dick."

Alfred's gentle gaze fell on Bruce, successfully making Batman turn away his white goggles calmly, and the old butler said leisurely: "After all, Master Bruce has a lot of temper now, as for the others... You and I believe that Master Damian will change."

The fox came over, put a tail on Dick's injured shoulder with a gentle expression, and rubbed it comfortingly.

"Well, don't comfort me, smart guy."

Dick grabbed the tail and stroked it twice, hugged the fox's soft body, and threw himself on its fluffy back: "Let them have a chat, how about I come and play with you?"

The fox paused, then turned to look at him.

Dick hugged its head and rubbed it. Unlike Damian's fondness for stroking but he didn't know how to restrain his stroking strength, Dick was skillful and gentle. It looked like he had been specially trained, which made the fox relax a little.

It stretched its nine tails docilely, allowing this Robin to caress wantonly on its soft jaw and soft tail.

Dick fondly leaned over to lick the fox's ears, and then looked at its pale golden narrow eyes, his whole body was sunk in its soft and white down, and said softly: "Baby, you look so beautiful, It's like Connor's white wolf, but Connor's naming standard is not very good, so it's called a wolf, what's your name, puff...?"

Speaking of this, even Dick couldn't help but pause for a moment. After all, Damian's naming aesthetics are not much better than Connor's. Wolf and Puff sound very...

The fox was startled. It looked at Yeyi inexplicably, and was scared out of the plane's ears by the baby's name.

When Dick was still Robin, he once set up a Young Justice League with several other superhero assistants. Among them, Connor, the clone of Superman, raised a pure white wolf. After all, no matter how mature they are, they are all Boy, so everyone likes to play Frisbee with wolves when they are free, and even use wolves to divert Shazam who has not lost his horse, so that he can go out to do tasks by himself.

Dick and Connor have a good relationship. In fact, he has a good relationship with every Robin or Teen Titans. He even helped to walk the wolf. Therefore, he has a good impression of this kind of friendly large canine animal. It's a habit of just opening my mouth--baby, sweetheart?

This is all trivial.

"It seems that you can understand me, and your level of intelligence is even higher than that of a wolf that has been injected with special medicine."

Dick braided two braids around the fox's big fluffy scarf, and then he jumped in front of the fox, held out a hand, and smiled, "Know how to do it, sweet dog?"

The fox handed over a left paw expressionlessly.

"Wow, it's still a rare pink jiojio in the canine family."

Dick flew over with a wink, even though the fox's left paw was bigger than his face, but he restrained his strength carefully, allowing him to hold the pink and tender soft pad and continue to imagine: "Maybe another day Take you to meet Connor and Captain Fantastic, Superboy is the only Kryptonian cat, and he likes canines like you."

The fox thought: You are also the only canine in the bat family.

It squatted patiently for a while, and then lay down on the ground of the Bat Cave with its tail under its pillow.

"Split me one, Puff, take a break and I'm going back to my city, do you want to consider coming with me?"

Dick leaned on the fox: "Forget it, Damian will be so angry that he will fight me. He is too angry and impulsive. It's a pity that you can't become a hot and beautiful girl."

The fox thought: This is not necessarily the case.

It's just that this sexy, hot and beautiful girl is taller than you, and she's bigger than you when she pulls out from under her skirt.