Anti-Hero Lola [Comprehensive Anglo-American]

The atmosphere at the table froze for a moment.

Tim looked confused: Didn't you say that you don't like Dick, who is liked by too many people?Why did it suddenly change?

Dick was relieved, because Lola's attitude finally seemed normal to him.

He moved closer to Lola, with a brisk tone: "Have you made any arrangements recently? Did you come to Gotham to play? I can take you to famous attractions in Gotham, and places that Bruce will definitely not agree to take you. He lowered his voice, "Like a bar or something."

It's rare that a beautiful and cute girl came to the family-the point is cute, after all, there are still many beautiful girls in the Bat Family, but their styles are either bright or glamorous, and they are not as cute as Laura.

Little sister!

Dick didn't know how much he expected to have a little sister!

"Sorry, Master Richard." Alfred, who had been standing quietly in the corner, said meticulously, "The master said, no one can take Miss Laura to the bar."

Laura and Alfred looked at each other for a few seconds, and silently lowered their eyes amidst the disapproving eyes of the old butler.

"I don't go to bars." She said softly and obediently, "I don't go to bars anywhere."

Tim is still eating the two slices of bread on his plate, looking like he's going to spend hours on them.

Lola sincerely wished his teeth were harder, preferably hard enough that he could chew the whole plate off.

After finishing the food in front of her, she left the dining table. Before she could take a few steps forward, she heard footsteps behind her.She held on to the handrail as if she didn't know it and went up the stairs. The footsteps behind her became lighter, as if she was shrinking and hesitant, but when she turned the corner, the footsteps behind her suddenly accelerated and followed closely. come up.

Laura reckoned that this was about the same, so she turned around and said, "Dick?"

"You stopped," Dick said cheerfully, "so you do need a little help from me, don't you, Laura?"

"Maybe," Laura said, "maybe not."

"Can you tell me why Bruce banned you? What did you do in the bar?"

"Why wasn't I 'getting' done in a bar?"

"I know girls." Dick gave a big smile. "You try to be docile, but you're definitely not the type to put up with people—what did you do to those scumbags?"

He speculated enthusiastically: "You forced them to 'eat' what was prepared for you? No, if it was just that, Bruce wouldn't be so angry. Did you break their limbs and spine? Or..."

"I killed them," Laura said.

She always turned her body halfway and bent her back to talk to Dick, which was a sign that she didn't intend to have a deep talk with him, and perhaps a little careless neglect.

Fortunately, she is a very beautiful girl, and she is young—these two points have indeed given her the best advantage from birth. Even if she has done something very excessive, people are always inclined to forgive her, or just to forgive her. Believe what she says verbally.

It's not fair.

Dick froze for a moment, and then laughed: "Don't be kidding," Bruce couldn't have acted so calmly and calmly if Laura's reaction was so intense. He felt that Laura was just teasing him, "Tell me the truth, Laura."

"What I told you is the truth," Laura repeated. "I killed them."

Her body was still on her side, her long red hair was only slightly combed and smoothed, scattered randomly on her shoulders, neck and lower back—she tilted her head slightly, observing Dick's expression through the gap in the red hair.

Dick's expression was complex and went through a series of odd transformations.

Lola didn't look too closely, and for a reason she couldn't quite explain, a reason she didn't quite understand, she felt she should draw a line from Dick.

Thinking it was obvious at the dinner table, Laura thought, why isn't Dick even annoyed at being left out?

"You did it," Dick said again, as if feeling that he hadn't expressed the emotion he wanted to express, and he repeated in a more exaggerated tone, "You did this—under Bruce's watchful eye." Down."

Bruce left her alone, Laura thought.

Bruce has too many things to worry about, and he doesn't have time for her.

He is also not qualified to guard her.

It is indeed not an easy thing to figure out the logic of Batman's behavior, but to be honest, as long as you pay attention a little bit, and don't be blinded by a series of things he has done—whether it is tender or cruel, Just by studying the thinking patterns and motivations behind his series of behaviors, you can understand what to do in front of him to get out of it.

Killing people out of impulsive and cathartic reasons out of anger, hatred, and the like, is absolutely not tolerated by him.

But if he is threatened, he can tolerate killing in a counterattack.

—This is one of the fundamental principles of dealing with all who are not divided by him in his own family, who are not educated and controlled by him, and who are not likewise close friends.

Batman's attitude towards "his own people" will be much harsher and colder... Sometimes he is tolerant and tolerant to you, and it seems to be full of connivance, but in fact it is because you are not his family at all.

Fuck it, Lola thought, with such a clear distinction between family and outsiders, she doesn't want to be Batman's family yet.

Obviously it is more cost-effective to be an outsider.

Bruce is so good, she doesn't care about Batman anyway.

"I have a lot of time," Laura said, "but no amount of time can afford to be wasted like this."

"What are you going to do?" said Dick quickly. "I can help."

Laura thought for a few seconds, then showed a faint smile. Along with this smile, there was also a very faint blush, that color looked like a slight fire in the embers.

On her still young face, this blush was so pure that it was frightening.

"I..." Laura said, the tip of her tongue slid across her lips, and disappeared into a sweet smile.

"I'm going to see Jason's room," she said.

"Jason." Dick repeated the name in a low voice.

In an instant, sadness, heartache, and untraceable remorse were unsealed along with his voice along with the name that had not been mentioned for an unknown period of time, and he vaguely tasted the astringency in the air.

The sour taste was so strong it was enough to numb his palate.

Dick asked Laura with a bit of tongue: "...Why did you go to Jason's room?"

"Is it not possible?" Laura asked without answering.

"he already……"

"Dead," said Lola, looking into Dick's face and smiling, still flushed.

She viciously repeated what was known about Jason Todd's death: "Car accident."

"..."

"Can you help?" Laura asked. "Can you help with this?"

Her tone softened because she was asking about a deceased person, but the vague question seemed to be torturing Dick——

Have you ever been able to help with Jason's affairs?

Did you go to help?

Dick's lips trembled slightly: "I..."

"Don't be so sad, Dick," said Lola softly. "Don't hurt yourself about the dead. You didn't do anything wrong, anyway," she said.

"We all know that some people will blame some sudden disasters that happened to their family members as their own responsibility because of their strong sense of responsibility, but regarding Jason's matter, Dick, this matter has nothing to do with you." Laura Thinking about it, "You weren't even in Gotham, you were in Bluhaven."

"...Is your purpose to say these words to hurt me?" Dick interrupted Laura somewhat roughly.

Lola shut her mouth and looked at Dick silently.

"Well, I don't know why you hate me so much, but you won," said Dick, irritably wiping his face with one hand, "You won, really. I've never felt so guilty .”

His self-defeating tone was as if... the current situation was forced by Luo La, as if Luo La was forcing him to admit that he was wrong.

But Jason's death obviously had nothing to do with Laura, what happened after Jason's resurrection had something to do with her.

Jason's death had nothing to do with him at all, it was his excess sense of responsibility that made him think it had something to do with him.

"You don't have to feel guilty at all. But if guilt makes you feel better, no one can take away your right to feel guilty." Lola replied, "It's your freedom. Everyone has the freedom to make themselves more comfortable and happy, right? "

In fact, she still can't understand why Dick's reaction is so big. The relationship between Dick and Jason is not good. This is something that almost the whole world knows, but why must Dick be nice to Jason?

They're not really brothers.They were all adopted, and maintaining a basic face-saving relationship was the best of benevolence.

And at this point, Dick is doing pretty well.

"What the hell are you trying to do?!" Dick growled.

The sweet, puppy-like eagerness and compliment disappeared from his face, and he stood upright and aggressive.

It was only then that Laura discovered that Dick had deliberately lowered his center of gravity to take care of her height.

Oops, she thought with a bit of annoyance, when will I grow taller?

It has been so long, and she is only a little over 1.6 meters.

Even the little spider is much taller than her.

Laura always felt that she was like a bigger doll in front of many people.Although their tolerance for her has been greatly improved because of this, she is very unhappy to be so short all the time.

"I'm going to check Jason's room." Since she didn't know Dick's hot spot, Laura ignored Dick's anger, "Do you want to take me there?"

"..."

Dick looked at Laura strangely, and after a few seconds, he lowered his head, passed Laura without a word, and walked forward.

Is this to lead the way?

Laura quickly followed.

Dick sure enough took her to Jason's room—correction, the room that used to belong to the former Jason.

The door of the room was closed tightly, everything in front of the door was new, the paint on the door panel was smooth, and there was no dust at all.

But this door gave Lola an old feeling.

She stared at it as if she were staring at a part of Jason's past life in which she had never been a part.

——If only I picked up a puppy instead of a boy.

——But they have all been picked up.

And what she picked up... no matter what it was, whether it was a boy or not, there was absolutely no reason for it to escape from her grasp.

Laura pushed open the door.

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