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

Rania actually didn't have much impression of Damian.

First of all, thanks to privacy protection, no photos of him can be found on the Internet. In fact, Raniya still doesn't know what Damian looks like. She just speculates based on her father's face. She probably looks good, but In addition, she didn't know anything about his hair color, eye color, skin color, etc., and she couldn't even establish the shallowest impression. All she knew was that he was 13 years old and was currently receiving tutoring at home. There will be eccentric temper, not easy to get along with.

Coupled with the fact that their usual schedules are basically staggered, Rania has never heard a few words from Damian, and there is no dialogue at all, let alone establishing a good relationship.

But Rania didn't care.To her, it doesn't matter what kind of character Damian is or whether he can get along well. He is an ordinary human being who needs protection, and she knows that is enough.So she didn't intend to have a good relationship with Damian, and she did what she usually had to do, keeping all her thoughts in her heart, and on the surface she looked as obedient and docile as ever.

...But the little girl forgot that although she considers herself a protector, in the eyes of her family, the delicate and frail little Shrike is the bird ball that needs to be protected. It is fluffy and fluffy, and it is released alone It is likely to be swallowed by all kinds of ferocious beasts.

So a few days later, on Hallowe'en Eve, Rania changed into her costume and was walking down the stairs when she heard Dick's voice.

"Rania," Dick comforted Damian with his eyes, "I have something to do tonight, so I can't go out with Damian, can you take Damian to find his friends?"

As the first festival that can be "seen" by Rania, Rania has been looking forward to Halloween since she discovered that she can see orange. When she sees candy windows on the road, she will stop and stare at them for a long time, and buy a pair early. Lots of gaudy candies are ready to be distributed to children begging for candies, and they are even full of longing for the make-up session that they have never been interested in in the past. I don’t know my longing at all, and by the way, I have confirmed my "innocence" in the hearts of my family image...

After all, for a 15-year-old American girl, she would simply look forward to the costume part of Halloween instead of looking forward to finding a place to have some physical communication with her boyfriend after the masquerade party... It's a bit too cute.

The youngest child of the Wayne family is Damian, and he is also the first one out of childhood in this family. For him, Halloween is a day when there may be a large number of disguised criminals, and the meaning of the festival is very little for him.But now a group of secret vigilantes who are dealing with darkness and evil every day suddenly emerges a bouncing bird ball, likes bright colors, marvels at the candy tower, and doesn't want to wear a wizard hat Take it off... No matter how high the favorability is, everyone will feel a long-lost novelty when seeing the little girl kneeling on the table and seriously carving a jack-o-lantern.

She's even struggling with what to wear for Halloween.

Although looking forward to Halloween seems childish, Rania's aesthetics is definitely not that of a ten-year-old. She is not interested in sweet and cute styles—it can also be seen from Mister's clothing style.

It's a pity that Mist is not around, so makeup is a bit difficult, but before Halloween, Rania took the time to try on makeup a few times in advance, and after making sure that she has mastered all the skills, she put down the eyelash curler contentedly, and planned to take a picture and send it to Peter for him to see the effect.

After she finished shooting and sending, before she had time to remove her makeup, there was a sudden loud noise from outside the room, and Rania jumped up reflexively, and opened the door and rushed out without thinking.

As soon as the door was opened, the conversation between Tim and Damian came over. Raniya couldn't distinguish it in time and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, Damian just fell down..." Tim quickly made up a lie, raised his eyes, and the pupils shrank suddenly.

"What’s wrong with you?!"

In front of him, the little girl's unfocused eyes turned around following the voice, and her face turned around too—several sharp glass shards penetrated her face, blood dripped along the hideous wound, it was shocking The scars meandered on her face, and that look was very similar to those girls who were tortured to death.

Hearing his sudden and cold voice, Raniya was taken aback for a moment, then shook her head: "I'm fine, this is the effect of makeup."

Tim was silent for a while, and before he could speak, Damian frowned and said "tsk": "You'd better wipe it off quickly, no one will be happy to see your face like this."

Rania: "?"

Another girl, the hard-earned makeup was rudely rejected, and the other party's attitude is still so bad, she must suddenly sink her face, and then have a big fight, but Rania didn't respond much, think about her current image It was indeed a bit irritating to the old man. For the sake of her father's heart, she still decided to reluctantly give up the unconventional idea.

... As a result, at night, Alfred came to ask Rania what character she wanted to disguise as for Halloween, what costumes she needed, and whether a makeup artist should come to her door.Service, in short, arranged all of Rania's work, she only needs to give an idea.

Raniya experienced the full set of services, and couldn't help but feel that doing it by herself is indeed not sitting down and making others happy...

"What character do you want to disguise as?" Alfred asked.

The previous idea was rejected, Raniya simply didn't bother to think about it, and said casually: "Red Hood?"

Alfred: "..."

He took the tea tray away as if nothing had happened: "I see, Miss Rania."

…When Rania changed into her clothes on Halloween, she realized that she was wearing a costume of Little Red Riding Hood.

Sweet, soft and harmless, very reassuring for parents.

Her father really has a gentle and sensitive heart, alas, it's really worrying.The little girl sighed emotionally.

Damian was not only unhappy but also impatient about being sent to find Joe by Rania Wayne. Unfortunately, since she made up her mind to go out tonight, they couldn't really leave her alone Hanging out - everyone knows that Halloween in Gotham is a day of high crimes. Masked criminals run amok in the city, taking advantage of people's relaxation of vigilance to expose their ugly faces, stealing, robbing, murdering, masked It is definitely not the kind of beautiful festival that the little Shrike imagined.

Damian didn't bother to tell Rania about this kind of thing. According to his thinking, she should stay at home tonight, but unfortunately, his father and others seemed to be stuffed with sweet candies, so unexpectedly He didn't intend to stop her behavior, and he was the only one who was free tonight, so even if he didn't want to, this task still fell on him.

Young Master Wayne's outfit tonight was very ordinary. He just put on Robin's cloak and claimed to be a vampire. He didn't even bother to put on dentures. To put it bluntly, he bullied Lania so he couldn't see it.

Raniya didn't know what Damian was thinking, but now that she had made the decision to go out, she was naturally prepared—the one-month adaptation period was coming to an end, and the connection between her and the lair was also growing. Slowly recovering, although the perception ability within the range of the lair cannot be restored, it is still possible to let the black mist appear to swallow a few criminals when in danger, and Rania can guarantee that there will be no residue left for those people in the end.

In her view, the law is to use relative fairness to return justice to the victims, and this relative fairness is not for the victims. More often than not, even the relative fairness cannot be achieved, which will instead prompt the victims to turn to homosexual revenge. , run counter to procedural justice, create more chaos, and then involve more innocent people... So the most efficient way, of course, is to solve the trouble from the source.As for whether these prisoners will have the possibility of reform in the future, this possibility is very small, and Rania simply does not care about it.

Leaving aside how much sophistry there is in this point of view, just looking at her self-centered thoughts, it is obvious that Little Shrike will not be a character in the orderly and good camp...

Even without the influence of her previous guardian, from her evil biological pedigree, Raniya is naturally inclined to the evil camp, and now she is a chaotic neutral bastard, so it is not surprising when she falls into chaotic evil.

Because it's just a tour of the city, it's best not to cause too much commotion, so Bruce rejected Damian's proposal of "I'm going to let Alfred drive us there in a helicopter" and let Dick drive the younger brothers and sisters. Sent to downtown Gotham.

"See?" Dick said, handing Rania the pumpkin lantern, "Damian's friends are waiting for him at the fast food restaurant, you have to take care of them both, Little Red Riding Hood."

He was ready to explain to Rania why Jonathan's parents assured him that a ten-year-old child would come to Gotham on Halloween night, but the little girl didn't ask at all, but showed a serious look like a soldier accepting a mission , nodded: "I assure you."

...Dick had a bad feeling for some reason.

He shook his head to dispel this strange premonition, and turned to Damian who was in the passenger seat with his arms folded expressionlessly: "You will do your best, right?"

"It's more difficult to push me to do my best than to protect her." Damian pushed the car door open and said coldly, "Tell father he will pay for it."

"Alfred said you've said this many times, but Bruce doesn't seem to be much touched," Dick joked, and started the engine, "I leave it to you, little dark knight."

In front of a fast food restaurant not far away, Superboy is sitting on an open-air seat outside the door, with a whole serving of Big Mac ice cream in front of him.

Jonathan Kent is ten years old this year, and he goes to the Metropolitan Westside School. He is very popular in school, but this is not the reason for his parents to rest assured that he is wandering around Gotham at this time.

He will sit here and eat ice cream without worry because his father is Clark Kent - as the son of Superman, Joe really does not need to be firmly under the wings of his parents like ordinary children, avoiding any possible harm to his danger.

And because of Batman and Superman's friendship, or some other mysterious force that can only be explained by the will of the universe, Joe knew Damian very early, and after some twists and turns, Superboy and Robin became friends , and for some reason, Robin acts a little softer when acting with Superboy...

Seeing his friend and a girl appear, Jo happily greets Damian: "Damian!"

"Halloween parade. It's about to start, you came just in time, want some ice cream? Honey almond flavor! At home, my dad won't give me so much, don't think I won't have tooth decay at all," he pushed the ice cream. In front of Damian, he turned his head and smiled brightly at Rania, "Hi, I'm Jonathan, and you are Damian's... er, friend?"

Damian's friend.Rania thought about it.

The little girl thought for a moment, took out a handful of candy from her pocket, handed it to Joe, and said seriously: "Rania Wayne."

Joe took a look at Damian, and wisely didn't ask further, but changed the subject to a safe one: "Thank you—do you want ice cream? My mother gave me a lot of pocket money today, enough for us to eat ten servings of ice cream .”

Although according to his understanding of Damian, the children of the Wayne family will never be short of money, but Xiao Qiao, like his father, will always show kindness to others first, anyway, he has already planned to He invited all the ice cream.

If it wasn’t for Lania’s knowledge of her physique, she would actually like to try it—because it’s Halloween, the decorations on the ice cream were replaced with eyeball marshmallows and pumpkin balls, and strawberry jam was poured on it as blood plasma, Lania It was rare for Ya to see food of two colors, and she was very moved. Unfortunately, in order not to wait for a while, she had to search for toilets all over the city, so she reluctantly declined Joe's kindness.

Damian didn't touch the ice cream, but frowned and looked at Joe's attire: "Are you imitating Hush?"

Joe took another mouthful of ice cream and stuffed it into his mouth through the gap in the bandage: "No, can't you see? I'm a mummy, I'm Morton, ah-ah-"

"..." Damian decided not to express his opinion, but turned to Rania, "Where do you want to go next?"

Raniya just wanted to feel the festive atmosphere, and now she was already admiring the scenery on the street in amazement. Besides, she still had a task to do, so she shook her head: "I will follow you wherever you go."

"Let's go then," Damian said.

Seeing that his companion was about to leave, Joe emptied the ice cream in two or three bites, pulled the bandages and stood up. While Rania was still arranging the cloak, he approached Damian and asked in a low voice, "Did you tell me that you have a sister?"

"It's only recently. Keep up." Damian said, "Send her back early, and then I will start training you. There are still many things to do tonight."

"If I dare to do that to my sister, my mother will definitely spank my ass." Joe muttered.

Damian is getting a little tired of the subject: "She doesn't quite count—and how do you know she's my sister?"

"She's taller than you," said Jo quickly.

"..."

Although the image, momentum and behavior are all ruthless, the 13-year-old Devil's Son is much shorter than the ten-year-old Joe, sandwiched between Rania and him, he looks more like a little brother ...

"How old is she?" asked Jo brightly.

Damian: "...15 years old."

"Wow, I'm only a finger shorter than her."

"Even so, she won't fall in love with you, give up." Damian counterattacked.

"You always have a big opinion of my female friends, and you don't even know Georgia," Jo complained. "She's your sister, and I just met her!"

As he spoke, he looked back at Rania. It was just a glance at first, but after a glance, he showed a puzzled expression. After looking at it for a while, he tugged on Damian's cloak: "Does she have a... vision problem?"

Pedestrians don't pay much attention to the people around them when there are many people, so Rania was hit by others a few times, so she could only frown and slow down, looking at the crowd around her, but she didn't seem to be watching They, the neon lights reflected in her eyes, like blue moonlight.

"Basically blind, I don't think she should be hanging out, but Dad doesn't seem to think so," Damian said.

Joe looked incredulous: "And then you just sit back and watch? That's not the case in our family. I bet yours isn't like that either."

Damian refused to answer this question, so Jonathan sighed like an adult, turned around and ran to Lania, and said in a good child's tone: "Uh, Damian's sister... would you like to hold my hand? I'm afraid that when there are more people, I will be crowded and separated from you."

Damian: "..." Mind your own business.

As expected, Rania did not refuse. He could only watch Joe pull her over with an ugly face, and took his hand to confirm what he just said.

"Now we won't get separated," said Superboy confidently, with a Wayne birdie in each hand.

There is no gap if there is no comparison. Compared with Damian, his friend is a good boy who is one in a million. Raniya originally wanted to find an excuse to tie the two of them to her side, so that the black mist could protect them. Now Joe Taking the initiative to mention it, she naturally felt that Damian's friend was particularly worry-free.

She must protect them.The little girl thought confidently.

"Follow me, don't get lost." She patted Joe on the head, his hair was soft and disheveled, springing out between the bandages, and felt furry, like petting a dog.

As a dog pie, Raniya was undoubtedly poked, and her head began to feel dizzy. She clenched the child's hand and showed him a comforting smile unconsciously.

Her dress today was younger than her actual age, and she looked especially childish when she smiled, like light and sweet cotton candy.

...Who gave you the courage to say that?Damian thought in disbelief as he looked at the two people who quickly got along with each other in front of him.

The difference between Halloween and normal days is the decoration and atmosphere. In Damian’s view, the so-called festival is just a day created by businessmen to make a lot of money. The purpose is to take some money from parents’ pockets. These interested Ranias are not much different from those capricious and annoying little ghosts who are attracted to bright colors and clamor for candy.

He followed the two people in the crowd, listened to them marveling at the huge pumpkin on the advertising screen, ran to participate in the carving jack-o-lantern activity held in the mall, cheered in front of the M&M candy store and took the cloak to catch the candy rain—— Damian's cloak was taken away by Joe just like that, the little vampire duke had a dark face, and he really looked like a bat incarnation-in the end, they each took an eyeball lollipop, talked and laughed and walked back.

When they came near the community cemetery, Damian stopped suddenly.

Listening to the news on the communication channel, he turned his head and tickled his fingers at Joe who was telling Rania about his family's farm.

"In the alley at the end of this block, three men are robbing a mother and child, and a man is robbing a convenience store two streets away," he said succinctly, "Which one do you choose?"

"Convenience store, I'll go faster." Joe said without hesitation, and paused, "Wait a minute, are you going to leave Rania here?"

"She's 15 years old, and all the prostitutes in the East Side are younger than her," Damian said as he put on his domino mask, "If it's true that she can lose herself if we leave for a while, then she'd better go back to New York. "

He turned to Rania: "You stay here—"

Before the words finished, Joe covered Damian's mouth and dragged him aside: "You can't say that, she must not agree."

Damian raised his eyebrows: "Then what are your plans?"

"Don't worry, I know how to deal with someone like your sister." Joe stuck out her tongue and lowered her voice, "She is very similar to my mother, you can't talk to her with orders, but with requests, like this— "

He let go of Damian, and while Robin was straightening his cloak, he smiled at Rania: "Can we leave for a while? It won't be long, come back soon, please—"

Damian: "...do you usually talk to your mother like this?"

Joe turned his head quickly, put his index finger to his lips, and signaled Damian to be quiet.

Rania didn't know what the two kids wanted to do, but with the dark fog, she wasn't worried about Joe and Damian, and since they didn't say they wanted to come with her, she wouldn't ask to follow.

She nodded: "I'll wait for you here."

The footsteps of the two children quickly faded away. Rania stood alone outside the neighborhood cemetery, looking at the dotted orange lights in the neighborhood. After the reverberation, the heat dissipated, and the desolate silence enveloped the entire world silently.

The cold wind whizzed past on the dead leaves, and the air seemed to be eroded by the chill a little bit. Rania pulled her cloak tightly, and breathed into her palms with her head bowed.

At this moment, a little warm orange light appeared in her vision.

A soft orange petal floated from the night, as if consciously, under Lania's gaze, it fluttered around and fell into her outstretched palm.

The petals exude a faint orange-gold light, like a small drop of sunlight, dispelling the chill of late autumn and illuminating Rania's face.

She poked the petals curiously, and the cold wind that had just subsided suddenly became stronger, and the petals that had been lying quietly in her palm immediately flew up, passed through the iron gate of the cemetery, and flew into the boundless darkness.

Raniya turned her head and looked, and found that at some time, more and more orange-gold petals fell in the cemetery, and the petals were scattered on the ground, and the faint light gathered together, paving a path of petals, leading to The invisible depths of the cemetery.

Suddenly, Rania stretched out her hand and pressed it on the iron gate of the cemetery.

The iron door with a big lock opened in response, like an invitation.

……

A few minutes later, when Damian and Joe rushed back to the spot, Little Red Riding Hood who had just stood here had disappeared without a trace.

Damian half-kneeled on the ground and picked up an orange-purple striped candy from the grass.

He was silent for a while, stood up, and looked at the cemetery with the iron gate closed.

"We have to find her."