[Comprehensive British and American] Siren Feeding Guide

Dick and the others didn't leave. After Bruce came back from his night patrol, he found his four sons were cleaning the messy manor under the strict supervision of Alfred.

Bruce looked at the fighting situation at home with a headache, and asked Ah Fu the reason for their fight this time.

Ah Fu brought a cup of hot drink as usual, and handed it to Batman who came back late at night: "I think I can start to look forward to another member of the family."

"Not necessarily." Bruce sighed as the warm drink slid down his throat and into his stomach, "But I'm actually looking forward to it."

Damian didn't know about the conversation, and if he did—it wouldn't help, he couldn't do anything about Alfred or Bruce.

All he knew was that he had to get this sticky problem out of the way before tomorrow afternoon.

Excluding the messy suggestions from Dick and the others, the most reliable suggestion is - send flowers.

And according to his investigation, Otilia likes flowers from a store in New York.

That's why Damian showed up at a flower shop on the streets of Manhattan in the afternoon.This is probably the only time in his life that he went to a flower shop to buy flowers.

It was a small flower shop, only about [-] to [-] square meters in size, and the walls were painted with milky white paint.Outside the wall is a flower stand, on which bright and warm flowers are piled up, covered with a layer of warm gold by the sun.

The breath of life.

The boss with a ruddy face asked Damian what flowers he wanted to buy. Damian's eyes were full of uncertainty, and he didn't know what flowers he wanted to buy.

"Mind if I ask a few questions?"

Damian shook his head.The florist has more experience dealing with this kind of problem than he does.

"Who is it for?"

The boss looked like he was smiling.

"A friend, I'm going to visit her at home."

The boss nodded: "A young lady?"

Damian hesitates, and admits.

"Then do you have a crush on her?"

Damian's eyes suddenly became sharp, piercing like a knife blade.

The chubby boss was startled, then laughed, wrapped a bouquet of daisies and stuffed them into his hands: "It's five dollars. Take it easy, boy. These flowers are very suitable for friends."

The boss was chattering, with a happy smile on his face: "I think it was the same when I was pursuing my wife, but I bought the wrong flowers when I first visited, and she chased me and beat them with flowers..."

"...I'm not pursuing my friend." After paying the bill, Damian dropped this sentence bluntly.The boss looked at him holding the bound flowers and leaving in a hurry, with an inexplicable sense of fleeing.

A burst of hearty laughter came from the small flower shop, causing his wife in the shop to come out and pat the boss in dissatisfaction: "What's the matter, why are you smiling so happily?"

The boss generously hugged his wife and said with a smile, "I just met an interesting young man."

"What's so interesting?"

"What's interesting—" the boss dragged out his voice, whetted his wife's appetite, "that young man is as handsome as I was when I was young."

His wife scolded with a smile: "It's really shameless."

She could see in it that the young man just now was Damian Wayne, the son of Gotham's richest man, a man well-known throughout America.

If Damian has some knowledge of the language of flowers, he will know that daisies are sometimes gifts from crushes.Of course, the boss did not lie to Damian, and the little daisy is indeed very suitable for ordinary friends.

But Damian never got to know that.

For him, these are meaningless.

……

Ottilia loves the flowers Damian sent.Looking at the unique logo on the package, she was full of surprises: "Ah! The flowers bought from Uncle Danny's shop."

Although the butler Jarvis still had a friendly smile on his face, there was an inexplicable vigilance inside.

Otilia bounced around and started looking for a vase: "Uncle Danny is very interesting! And their flowers are very beautiful!" She turned her head and said, "Thank you for your flowers, I like them very much!"

In fact, what she wants to say is: how do you know that I like the flowers in this store?

She had recently discovered that flower shop in a remote location, which was hard to find without looking for it, and she hadn't told anyone that she liked the flowers in this shop.

But she thought about it and still didn't ask the question.

Damian would know without her telling.

—Control freak Waynes.

Finally found a beautiful transparent bottle to act as a vase temporarily, Ottilia carefully handed the bottle and flowers to Jarvis.

"Jarvis, I will take Damian to visit the mansion first, and I will entrust you to take care of these flowers first."

"Damian, let's go."

The Avengers Building is almost the same as Damian's cognition. The whole is almost silver-white metallic, with a lot of floor-to-ceiling glass installed, full of sense of technology.

Otilia led Damian down the corridors of the building, then stopped at the corner.

She saw a figure in a red cloak from a distance—it was Doctor Strange, probably for Loki's affairs, and Otilia rarely saw him in the building.

Doctor Strange's levitating cloak spotted them, pinching a corner of the cloak and waving it at her as they had done when they first met as children.

Sol, who was previously blocked by the levitation cloak, also appeared in their field of vision following the movement of the cloak. His handsome face was full of sorrow, and he was listening to Doctor Strange talking there with a sad face. He looked a little pitiful, with a Every once in a while, grab the snacks and throw them into your mouth.

Huh?Why does the snack bag in Sol's hand look familiar?

But before Otilia could see clearly, the levitation cloak had blocked Sol again.

Something flashed in Otilia's mind, and she had an intuition that it was very important, but that vague thought was quickly suppressed.The thing to do now is to show Damian around the mansion.

"drop--"

Otilia opened the door of the training room, and the empty training room gradually appeared in front of her eyes.

"This training room is generally used for daily training. There are normal mode, anti-gravity mode, and red sun mode..." Otilia pointed at the smooth walls as she introduced.The silver-white wall began to deform, instantly revealing the weapon rack hidden behind the wall.

After a quick glance, Damian said, "These are the most common cold weapons." Not even a gun.

"Ah, there are hot weapons, even high-risk weapons. But—" Otilia shrugged helplessly, twisting her pretty eyebrows into an arc of displeasure, "but my Insufficient permissions, no way to call them out. My dad and Tony think I'm too young, and those are things I shouldn't touch."

Otilia looked at Damian seriously, and she said softly, "So sometimes, I really envy you."

Damian was a little surprised by this answer.

He took a deep look at Otilia: "Do you know what it means to be a superhero?"

"That represents blood, danger, pain, and all the bad words."

Otilia looked up at him with her hands behind her back, her blue eyes stained with a hint of gray, like a silent lake before sunrise.

Her voice was clear and firm.

"I know. But I'm ready."

Damian scoffed at the naive idea.

"No you haven't."

"I have!"

Otilia's scales are fried.

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