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

In the next few days, Raniya didn't really want to pay attention to the situation on the other side of the black mist.

She shrinks into a human shell with a guilty conscience, limping and hobbling to attend classes in New York every day, occasionally sighing that she can't be lazy without Mister... Other than that, she is doing well, after all, she is only weak in physical strength At this point, there is no real lack of arms or legs, so I can only stretch out my clothes and open my mouth.

As for Mist...

Out of guilt, Rania made a friendly agreement with the red hood, guaranteeing that she would stay honestly in his body most of the time and not come out, shield her perception, not take the initiative to pry into his privacy, and try to pretend that she does not exist— —Although he heard the skeptical tone of the red hood, it was obvious that he did not believe that Rania could do it.

What he thinks is not important to Rania, this is just an agreement between her and herself, and since she has agreed, she will definitely abide by it.Besides, it's nothing, it's just letting the black mist sleep for a month, it's not troublesome at all.

As for the safety of the human shell—although the black mist that covers the city during the adaptation period will also become dormant, making it impossible for Raniya to perceive it with the black mist, but this is her lair after all, and she will not be in her lair If you are injured, otherwise you will lose the face of the evil creature.

Because Mister was away, the person who took Rania to school was replaced by the driver who took her and Tim to buy clothes.It's a pity that staying in bed has become impossible because of this, let alone eating cookies while doing homework - if Mister is there, Raniya can do homework by herself and let Black Mist peel fruits for herself. Now she I can only eat cookies after finishing my homework honestly. After all, eating cookies while reading may make the pages of the book stained with oil.

The little girl curled up on the sofa, flipping through the book, silently feeling that she had wasted a lot of reading time at night.

… She didn't know that Dick was secretly watching her as she huddled alone in the library reading.

Dick originally thought that Mist should explain to Rania, but after a few days, he still didn't see any sign that Rania knew the truth.

Rania is normal. She goes to school seriously every day, does her homework seriously, thanks Alfred who brought her cookies seriously, and greets them seriously.

But there is still a touch of melancholy shrouded in her eyes, so frivolous and so quiet, adding a bit of heartbreaking beauty to the pure blue.

And when Dick pretended to inadvertently ask why Mister didn't contact her recently, the little girl was stunned for a moment, her eyes were lonely and distant for a moment, and after a while, she whispered: "She doesn't have a mobile phone...so she didn't contact me. "

Raniya does not have a mobile phone, she is too poor to pay the electricity bill, let alone the phone bill... Although she has a mobile phone now, it seems that Mister really has no way to contact her.

...These words changed in Dick's ears.

Rania's voice was very soft, and it sounded more like self-comfort than explanation.

His expression changed for a long time, he looked down at the sad little girl, and said softly: "She probably encountered something, don't worry, she will contact you."

The little girl nodded silently, pursed her lips, and gave him a very shallow smile.

... Raniya is actually worried that she can no longer protect her father and brother and younger brother. For some reason, they have suddenly become a lot more friendly to her recently, and even Damian has not shown any obvious hostility towards her— —Although Rania thought it might be because he was busy recently, and the two of them had no chance to meet at all—this made her feel more guilty, and every time she saw them, the melancholy in her eyes became stronger.

However, when the filters are superimposed, misunderstandings can be created even if there is no misunderstanding, not to mention that there are many misunderstandings now... Comparing the two sides, I can't help but feel sorry for each other.

After that day, Rania also asked Dick to verify what happened the night he was injured. Naturally, she got an answer that was completely opposite to her guess. With the idea of ​​clearing up the misunderstanding, Dick was full of energy and played He was good at talking, exaggerating the red hood as a dark hero with a slanted sword, which made Raniya feel even more ashamed, and felt that her behavior of beating people without investigating was too simple and rude.

So she decided to investigate the Red Hood.

To be on the safe side, Rania went to Tim for verification.

Tim Drake is as busy as ever, but he has a good impression of Rania—mainly because Rania has never caused any trouble except for the day when she bought clothes. They are all under their supervision, and it is very worry-free to raise them. Compared with Damian, they are simply good-looking children who are one in a million.

And that's what Tim wanted.

Facing Raniya who came to the door, he cooperatively stopped what he was doing, and listened to the little girl asking her questions after deliberation.

"Red Hood?" Tim thought for a moment, then asked unhurriedly, "Do you mean the man with the red hood, or 'the' red hood?"

Rania is very unsure if the Red Hood she knows is "the" Red Hood, and plans to describe it to Tim.

"It's the color of the hood—"

She habitually wants to report the lipstick number, but when she thinks of her little friend, she feels that Tim may not understand it, so she swallows the words again, and changes her words: "——it's from #ef1601."

Lania can accurately distinguish any red, and she memorizes the lipstick number, and the color code is naturally not a problem.

As a genius hacker who has been working with computers all the year round, Tim went through the code in his mind, quickly realized what color it was, and then figured out which red hood Rania was talking about. Sen was interested, but after thinking about it, he decided to save Jason a little face.

You owe me one more time, Jason.Red Robin thought calmly.

...As an audience, Rania listened for a long time, but she didn't hear anything else, only confirmed one point.

Her older brothers all liked the red hood.

But more than this, Rania cares more about her state.

The body of the black mist and the human shell are relatively independent, and there is not much connection between the two. If we have to talk about the commonality, it is probably weak.

Yes, weak.

Raniya always thought that she was just a human shell and was born weak, but the body of the black mist was strong enough—it could engulf an entire city, so it would be considered a mature villain even if it was placed in an evil creature, right?At least it must be the kind of boss that needs a magic side hero to solve in super English movies!At least 10 minutes must be marked!

However, after the parasitic relationship stabilized, Lania first felt the pulsating power in the black mist. The increase in power brought about by using humans as hosts was not comparable to that of canines. Compared with before, Lania Ya felt that she was still in her infancy before, and the picture was probably a group of soft and wriggling tentacles...

And at the moment when the parasitism is completed, she has entered the growth stage, initially possessing the power that a boss-level evil creature should have, and she can scare people when released.

But since using humans as the host can allow oneself to enter the growth stage, then if you want to become an adult...

Rania hesitated for a while between "kill the current host and replace it with a new one" and "wait for the current host to die and replace it with a new one", thinking about Dick and Tim's evaluation of the red hood, regretfully crossing out the previous option .

…Mr. Todd, far away in downtown Gotham, ignorantly eats popcorn and watches movies, and has no idea that he has just escaped a catastrophe.

But aside from these insignificant things, Rania had a good time during this time.

Unlike what Peter was worried about or the lace news in the tabloids, Rania's impression of this family was normal during this period of time.Although it is not often possible to meet each other, at home, her father, elder brother, younger brother, and housekeeper, everyone shows a normal side.

Every time Dick came over, Alfred would give her a hint not to eat too much junk food, Tim would secretly tell her not to touch Alfred's waffles, Damian would often run on the banister of the stairs— —At least that's how it sounded to Rania, although she always felt that the thud at the end didn't seem to be the sound of Damian falling down the stairs.

And her father, Bruce Wayne, who never sees anyone day and night, seems to have endless things to do——

On a rainy night, he hurried into the door from the heavy rain, and the damp water vapor was lingering in the hall. At that time, Rania was sitting by the fire in the living room reading a book, and heard faint whispers from behind the door, and Alf Reid's answer.

After a while, the man walked into the living room. Raniya thought about it, turned her back to the firelight of the fireplace, and raised her head: "Good evening, Bruce."

She hesitated at the sound of footsteps and turned in her direction.

"Good evening, Rania," said her father in a low voice.

He bent his knees and knelt down on one knee in front of the sofa, his eyes level with Rania.

The damp and cold water vapor diluted the calm and warm woody fragrance. He took off the red rose pinned to his chest, handed it to Rania, paused, and said, "Good night."

It's not the same as she thought.

Rania thought as she put that rose in the book and pressed it into a dried flower.

Rania did not consider what they thought of her before choosing this family.She has never lived like an ordinary girl, and the world in her cognition works like this, so she made a choice first, and made the first move on the chessboard. It doesn't matter whether the opponent will enter the game, and she naturally thinks that everyone and her It's all the same idea.

But what if not?

Raniya didn't know, but she was very clear about one thing. The time left for her was long enough for her to figure it out slowly.

Before that, she just had to observe carefully.

The opportunity to observe came quickly.

On the second day after the Spanish quiz, when Rania came home, she was a little surprised that she saw her brother and brother at this point—red tie, red shirt, red... No, Damian recognized him by sound. He was the one who made the most noise when he came out—all of them stayed in the same room.

Rania: "?"

She took the juice brought by the butler, thanked her, and observed suspiciously while drinking it.

Rainy nights are suitable for sleeping in front of the fireplace in the living room. After Alfred serves black tea and cookies, the birds are staggering on the sofa.Dick was idly pressing the remote control, Damian was staring at the cat commercials on TV, Tim was curled up on the sofa with his computer in his arms, his fingers flying on the keyboard, but his eyes lifted up from time to time to glance at the soap opera on TV .

Although the three of them seemed to be doing their own things, each of them glanced in the direction of the kitchen intentionally or unintentionally.

…Not long ago, Bruce rolled up his sleeves and walked into the kitchen with a solemn expression.

Birds: ...

After seeing his firm back, the remaining four family members thought in unison: Ah, the kitchen is over.

Bruce's cooking skills are probably one of the unsolved mysteries of the Wayne family. From Dick to Damian, they all had more or less expectations of his father's cooking skills. Only Alfred saw through everything. Whenever he When the young master took off his suit and walked into the kitchen, he would wait calmly outside the kitchen with a fire extinguisher in hand.

Unsurprisingly, Batman lived up to their expectations every time.

After tasting his father's craft, Damian said: "It turns out that there are things you can't do besides having children."

It is useless to stop, and it is impossible to be useful in this life.

But that's for them.

Dick first suggested that Rania hadn't tried it yet. Although Damian expressed disdain, it was passed [-]-[-], and soon they made a decision to wait for Rania to come back and let her try to stop it.

"I don't quite understand," the little girl was originally sipping the rim of the glass to drink juice, but she slowly put down the glass, held it in her hand, frowned, and said in confusion, "How bad is his cooking skills? "

It wasn't even a request, and Rania readily agreed, but that didn't stop her from getting confused.

Rania's cooking skills are honed in the past three years of her life, and she is definitely not outstanding, but even so, the experimental products she made according to the new recipes can still be imported, at least there will be no poisoning to death, or It kept her wondering why there are people in this world who are not good at cooking like Mei.

"Let's put it this way," Dick said bitterly. "You know there's a saying that the devil's taste buds are the opposite of those of humans, and really bad cooking can even summon the devil—"

"Bruce's culinary skills can definitely summon a big devil." He said.

Rania: "...Really?"

At this moment, there was a muffled sound that should never have appeared in the kitchen.

"..."

The three of them nodded with concern when they heard the weird noise coming from the kitchen.

Raniya didn't know their expressions, bit the glass, thought for a while, stood up, and walked into the kitchen.

Ten seconds after she walked in, there was a second explosion in the kitchen.

"...I'd better go and have a look." Dick couldn't sit still.

He is not alone.Pushing an innocent young Shrike into Bruce's battle would have had their consciences stinging for a long time - oh, not Damian, his conscience was as hard as his, he just cared about his father.

The three little birds encouraged each other, swallowed, and walked into the kitchen side by side.

Then they saw a scene they would never forget in their lifetime.

The kitchen has indeed become a battlefield. Every kitchen utensil is not where it should be. All kinds of food are dying on the floor, cabinet doors, and ceiling. There is not even a single bit of food left in the pot, and the instigator is standing with Rania. In front of the half-person-high iron pot, both of them looked at the man in the pot with similar weird expressions on their faces.

Yes, the man in the pot.

This is a middle-aged man who looks like a salesman. Judging from the remains of the food, he suddenly appeared from the pot.Wrapped in a coat, wearing a top hat, carrying a briefcase, and a monocle clipped on the bridge of his nose, he looked like a strict and polite Englishman. If he hadn't just emerged from a pot, they would probably have rejected any A salesman asked him out of the estate like that.

Bruce said without much emotion in his voice, "Explain why you're in my kitchen."

"Ah, as you can see," the man who got out of the pot said politely, "Your cooking skills are too good, I can't help but be attracted by it..."

"I'm a devil," he said.