[Comprehensive English and American] This is not a serious day-to-day

Rania slept until the next morning.

Sunlight penetrated into the room through the gap in the curtains, she slowly opened her eyes, and raised the lids sleepily, a ray of light was caught off guard in her vision, she immediately wrinkled her face, tilted her head and buried her face in the pillow, and then fell silent.

After a while, the quiet mass on the bed began to squirm.

Mist was not released, and naturally she would not drag her out of bed. It was rare that she was not awakened by the warm touch of the towel. Raniya was not used to it. Coupled with the nightmare last night, she did not recover for a while, and barely blinked. After looking at my eyes a few times, I slowly cheered up.

She moved slowly to the sink like a snail, poured a glass of mouthwash, and began to wash, and asked Mist to comb her hair by the way.

The little girl stood sleepily in front of the pool and brushed her teeth. The nightgown moved without wind. It seemed that something was surging under the thin fabric, and then several dark mist claws came out from under the skirt, and pointed their sharp claws. The back of the girl's head looked like the dryad in the urban legend who ate human brains, but the girl brushed her teeth unconsciously, not noticing the approaching danger at all.

The sharp claws fell down suddenly, but the sharp claws did not penetrate the girl's skull, but gently picked up a strand of curly hair, and the other sharp claw grabbed the comb, combing the black hair quickly and lightly, several sharp claws cooperated with each other In two or three strokes, the little girl's messy hair was braided into a neat braid.

They are clearly blood-stained weapons of massacres, but their movements towards Rania are as gentle as petals brushing. Even if there is no description, people can feel incredible tenderness from them, like a tiger retracting its sharp claws and lowering its head to sniff rose.

If a child realizes that he is different from others early on, he will definitely try to discover his own specialness, and Rania is no exception.

And the first point is that she needs to know what she is.

Vampires, zombies, dryads, swamp monsters, ghosts, witches... None of these conventional fantasy creatures fit the characteristics shown by Mister. The body of the body of black mist is a cloud of mist surging with tentacles, immune to all physical damage , it stands to reason that it should be an invisible monster, but Mist can also transform itself into a solid body, and even transform it arbitrarily. From this point of view, it is more like a slime...

What makes Raniya even more troublesome is that the black mist is not an independent life, but a parasitic life, which needs to be combined with the host to survive.

But although she doesn't know what she is, Raniya doesn't actually have too much obsession, but as she imagines a love story between aliens and humans, she respects her father more and more, and when she When hovering in AO3, the eyes looking at some tags can't help but feel weird...

In view of her physique, Rania cannot accommodate Mister for a long time, and containing and releasing the black mist will also cause a certain burden on her body, and naturally she cannot use it as she likes, so as long as conditions permit, Rania will put Mister let it out.

But now is not a good time to release Mister, she can't take Mister out of the room, it's too troublesome to release and put away...

and many more.

Raniya paused.

...It seems that it is not impossible to take it out of the room, as long as there is a suitable reason to stay overnight.

such as……

Rania: "..."

She suddenly felt that she was very witty. She had to admit that she was in a relationship with Mister before, but now that she thinks about it... this excuse can't be used any better!

Since you're in a relationship, isn't it natural to stay in your room overnight?

It's only natural that you often come to find yourself!It's only natural to come to Gotham for myself!Inseparable is also a matter of course!

Now it's just a matter of swiping the presence of Pomister in front of her father and brother.The little girl thought seriously.

It's just right for today.

……

The distance between New York and Gotham is not too far, it takes one or two hours by car, and judging by the traffic conditions in New York, it is normal to spend an hour or two on the way to work and school, not to mention that there are office workers commuting by plane now. .

The only troublesome thing is that Rania is not yet old enough to obtain a driver's license, and they need to find someone to take Rania to school.

"Thank you, but don't bother you," Raniya shook her head and rejected the proposal, "Someone will send it to me."

someone.

When hearing this answer, Tim and Bruce exchanged a look, and read the answer from each other's subtle eyes.

Ye Yi mentioned before that there was a girl of unknown origin next to Rania, and Batman had investigated the other party's information, and it can't be said that he found nothing... But there was indeed little information, as if she appeared out of thin air.

The whereabouts of the girl named "Mist" are as mysterious as the mist. She seems to have undergone strict anti-reconnaissance training, and she hardly leaves a trace on the surveillance screen. The metahuman data found in the Lex Corporation database is still scarce.

...and before he could find out more information, Dick came back quietly and told them that their little Shrike was in love with this girl.

Hearing this news, Batman and Red Robin couldn't help pondering: "..."

They felt as if they had been swept away by some invisible aura.

If it is a normal family, no matter whether the daughter is in a relationship with a boy or a girl, when he hears that the other party wants to take his daughter to and from school, any father will feel a kind of evil fire in his heart, and he will grit his teeth and figure out how to find an opportunity to "have a good time" with the other party. talk."

Not Rania, however.How to get along with a child whom we haven't seen for a long time is always a problem. No one knows what a 15-year-old adolescent girl is thinking, not to mention that Rania did not grow up by his side.

Even Batman doesn't know how to treat such a little girl, and he has no position to interfere with Raniya's relationship.

Right now, the only thing left to be determined is whether Mist can protect Rania...or whether they can keep an eye on them.

Just then, the doorbell rang.

……

Although both are controlled by Rania's consciousness, there are indeed certain differences between Mister and Rania in their dealings with people.

The physical strength of the human shell is really poor, and it can become a bellows after two steps. It is no better than the black mist. The more ladylike you are, the less trouble you get into if you behave yourself.

But Mister doesn't have this worry. When Lania is wearing a black mist shell, she is more...letting herself go, naturally she doesn't have the idea of ​​trying not to cause trouble, let alone forbearance, it would be better to say that she will only get into trouble. Makes people miserable.

——So right now, no one in the Bat House will associate the girl in front of him with Rania.

The girl standing outside the door was slender and tall. Her white hair with metallic luster and complexion formed an extremely attractive contrast. She had a very dazzling appearance, and even looked like a frighteningly sharp beauty.She was wearing an off-the-shoulder loose white T-shirt and a motorcycle-style black jacket. The collarbone was crookedly exposed, and a pupil tattoo was embedded under the collarbone, looming behind the suspenders.

In the surveillance footage, she put her hands in the pockets of her leather jacket, biting a lollipop, and lowered her head to grind the ground with her Martin boots, with boredom written all over her face.

Bruce is very familiar with this kind of girl. Mist looks like a common girl in Gotham's East Side. She struggles to survive in the mud of Gotham and earns money by committing crimes. any man.

At this moment, the girl in front of the manor raised her head consciously, her eyes just hit the surveillance camera, and she met Bruce who was behind the surveillance.

She slowly pulled her hands out of her pockets, took off the lollipop in her mouth, raised her hands, showed the camera that her hands were empty, and then put the lollipop back in her mouth.

From the beginning to the end, her eyes were full of lazy boredom, as if it was a normal social etiquette to show her master that she was not carrying a weapon, and there was not even much expression on that ice rose-like face.

Bruce stared deeply for a while, then retracted his gaze, and told Rania: "It's your friend who is here."

Of course Rania knew who was coming, she nodded and introduced: "She is Mist."

"We're in a relationship," she added.

Raniya can now say this sentence very naturally, plus Mister is herself, and there is no girly feeling at all, her tone is extremely sincere, and it is more convincing to Bruce.

Batman will not be prejudiced against anyone because of his sexual orientation, including his own daughter naturally.

He considered how to express his encouragement and support.

"I see," he said.

"...Are you sure you don't need a driver, Miss Rania?" Alfred changed the subject in a timely manner, "A driver with a longer driving experience may be more suitable for you."

Rania shook her head firmly again: "No, thank you."

She stood up on crutches and looked towards the door. Different from her calmness before, the little girl's eyes were shining brightly, with joy and anticipation that she had never seen before, as if she was looking forward to a child who was coming home from class, making her look dazed Thought Wayne Manor was some boarding school for child abuse.

Raniya was indeed in a hurry. When she went downstairs this morning, she happened to hear the conversation between the butler and her father. The old butler said that Master Bruce's injury should indeed be rested at home as she said, not because of a concussion. If the degree is not serious, ignore the groan of the brain.Moan.

Rania:? ? ?

concussion? ? ?

When did her father playfully concuss himself again?

That's what Bruce Wayne said.

"Hmm," he said.

Raniya: "..." Her father can't be allowed to continue to be self-willed.

The little girl thought sadly that if she came later, she would only reap a fragmented father.

After sending her to school, she can stare at him as Mister, although if her father insists on extreme sports, she can't stop her... But at least she can watch him.

She was anxious, and there were some traces in her eyes, and Batman has always been good at analyzing micro-expressions and inferring information from them. Looking at such a little girl, he quickly came to a firm conclusion.

Relying on the route in memory, Rania controlled Mister to the front of the main house. Following the sound of the door, she nodded slightly in the direction that should be Alfred, and she couldn't wait to turn her eyes to the hall The only person she can see is herself.

...In other people's eyes, from the moment he entered the door, Mister only stared at the little girl on the sofa, his eyes were so focused that he couldn't tolerate anyone else. It's a sign of falling in love.

The car keys had been prepared a long time ago, and Alfred took Mister to the garage to pick up the car. After Rania bid farewell to Bruce and Tim, she hurriedly followed her step by step, using both things smoothly.

Suddenly, from Mister's perspective, she saw a strand of curly hair slipping down behind her ear, so she naturally stretched out her hand to help herself pin that strand of curly hair behind her ear.

Her behavior is intimate and familiar, not gentle, but just right, as if there is no distinction between you and me, even parents can't treat their children like this, and Raniya also tilted her head tacitly so that she could comb her hair. Not even eye contact is required, it's all about heart-to-heart communication.

Bruce and Tim onlookers: "..."

Once again they felt that familiar aura that staggered them.

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