Is the Summoner going to be a human today? [Comprehensive British and American]

In the early morning of that day, after Yudora returned to the dormitory, she collapsed from exhaustion.

After a whole day, she accompanied Sheila to make up and change clothes, attended dinner parties, drank alcohol, and stopped Superman. In addition, she got up early in the morning, and Eudora was about to collapse.

She was so sleepy that she couldn't even open her eyelids, she didn't want to move her toes, and she didn't even change her clothes. She just put on that white T-shirt and rolled into the bed. It didn't take long before she heard a slight snoring sound.

All the roommates knew that she had bad luck tonight, so they didn't say much. Adele also turned off the TV and lights because of this, hoping that Eudora could sleep well.

Who knows, in the middle of the night, Yudora bounced up straight like a zombie, got up from the bed with strength, and ran down tiptoe, holding a pen and paper, afraid of disturbing her roommates, and ran to Lying on the coffee table in the living room to catch up with homework.

...Because I'm going to the Red Hood to attend training tomorrow, and I don't know how long it will take. Even if Yudora is sleepy, she has to finish the homework due on Monday before the morning.

In the silence of the late night, she yawned and rubbed her eyes while quickly solving economic math problems. When it was almost dawn, she finally finished this week's homework and previewed next week's lessons.

Yudora squinted on the sofa for more than half an hour, and got up with the sleepiness. When the sun just rose, she changed into her sports clothes and left the dormitory to go for a run.

She trotted all the way to the Red Hood's work base, bought two breakfasts along the way, then turned around all the forks familiarly, came to the gate of the work base, and rang the doorbell.

A crisp "ding dong" rings, but no one answers the door, two "ding dong" rings, still no one answers the door, the third "ding dong"...there is no "ding dong", and the doorbell suddenly goes silent up.

Eudora, who was carrying breakfast, stood outside the door and couldn't stay long, so she had to call Jason.

This time, the other party answered almost instantly.

Yudora had just tentatively said "Hi" to Jason when she heard a familiar low curse from the other end of the phone.

--"damn it!"

Immediately afterwards, the sound of something heavy hitting the floor suddenly came from the phone, followed by a series of "creaking" spring sounds, and then the sound of opening the cabinet door, the sound of feet on the floor, and the sound of the room. The sound of the door being unlocked... a messy sequence.

Accompanied by several "dong dong dong", the source of the sound gradually shifted from the phone to the door, and within a few seconds, heavy footsteps came to the door, followed by a "crash", and the door opened.

A man wearing only a nightgown and not even slippers glared at the little girl standing at the door with an unkind expression.

His eyes were red and bloodshot, apparently he had just woken up from a dream, and he said fiercely:

"...I'll buy a ticket to Antarctica right now and pack you up and put you on a cruise!"

Eudora: "..."

She bit her lower lip and looked at the man standing at the door without the red hood in shock. It took a lot of effort to recognize the man from the familiar voice and the usual hateful sarcasm. real identity.

Eudora was speechless in surprise.

Eudora huddled into a ball.

Eudora... turned around and wanted to slip away.

Jason, who was standing inside the door, raised his ape arm in an instant, grabbed the little girl by the back collar precisely, and pulled her in.

"—It was you who acquiesced yesterday and let me come to train in the morning!"

So you can't dump me in Antarctica, I'm wronged!

Gently thrown on the sofa, Eudora hugged her instant sandwich and juice, yelling cowardly, trying to struggle to her death.

"you shut up."

Suddenly woken up by the little girl's doorbell and phone, Jason had a splitting headache. He glared at Eudora angrily, turned and went to the kitchen, and brought out two steaming cups of black coffee not long after.

With the hot coffee, Jason calmly took out his own sandwich from Eudora's hand, and gnawed on it bit by bit.

The atmosphere became quiet for a while.

The curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows were half-opened. From the perspective of the sofa in the living room, the sun had just risen, and the faint golden morning light shone on Jason's face through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Yudora, who was still in shock, held hot coffee and looked at Jason's face, feeling quite unreal.

She just wanted to ask: ... these days, can any vigilante, superhero, who looks good without the mask, be able to fight like this? ?

Forget about Batman and Robin, the two world-recognized diamond kings, and Dick who works as a policeman in Bludhaven. Let’s not say that Superman is a Kryptonian...now he is not a superhero. The masks are all so, so... What, what do you call those film and television stars and singers who rely on their appearance for a living? ?

To be honest, from the perspective of Eudora's aesthetics, if she didn't wear a mask when she saw the red hood for the first time, if he was fighting with the cyborg with the face he has now...she would really hesitate Whether to help him or not...

Not for any other reason, but mainly because, the appearance of Red Hood Jason... doesn't look like a good person.

It is true that his face is sharp and angular, his facial features are also very delicate, his nose bridge is high and his forehead is broad, but those dark emerald-like peach blossom eyes are slightly raised, and they are matched with his ruthlessly pressed thin lips and slanted upwards. The raised sword eyebrows... give people the feeling of a bad-tempered heir to the underworld family.

Moreover, although he also has messy black hair, a few strands of silver-white hair can be clearly revealed in the bangs, half white and half black, as if they were dyed deliberately, which is a bit weird .

In addition, although he was wearing a nightgown, he could still vaguely see his strong muscles. He was tall and looked a little rough.

To put it bluntly, although he is extremely handsome and handsome, but at first glance, he looks like a big villain, very suitable for playing the villain boss male second in some bloody romance drama.

"What are you doing just looking at me? Don't you eat?"

Jason finished the sandwich in a few mouthfuls. From the corner of his eye, he noticed that Eudora was staring at him with a complicated expression, so he frowned.

He looked Eudora up and down, very confused:

"...you didn't go to be Superman's assistant?"

There was an imperceptible sourness in his tone.

Yudora was taken aback for a moment, and asked even more confusedly:

"...Didn't you read the text message I sent you?"

The two stared at each other across the coffee table, and suddenly felt that the other was a big fool.

Jason turned on the phone, looked at the text message sent by Eudora last night, was silent for a few seconds, and stood up as if nothing had happened:

"...Then after you finish your breakfast, take a rest and prepare for training."

"...Wait, you really didn't read the message I sent you last night?"

Eudora raised her eyebrows, and only then did she notice a pile of beer cans piled up in the trash can over the kitchen, "...did you drink last night?"

According to Red Hood's cleanliness character, according to common sense, he shouldn't let the kitchen be a mess all night and not clean it up, right?

Jason: ".........it's not important."

He lightly skipped this question, and then, as if he suddenly felt better again, he took Yudora into the training room.

Starting today, Yudora has officially started the training mode.

Although Jason didn't seem to be angry anymore, his requirements for Eudora's training were extremely strict.

From physical training to flexibility training, from core strength training to combat training, Eudora has experienced all of them without landing.

At the end of the day, she was tired like a dog.

The initial stage of physical training is aerobic jogging, and the time is calculated by the hour.

Flexibility training is a little easier to say, at least her own flexibility is not bad-but even so, she was almost broken by Jason's foot. There was a "click" sound in the bones.

The core strength training was full of blood and tears... Eudora still doesn't know how she survived this period of strength training in a trance.

As a novice, she really couldn't do the terrifying action of kneeling on the ball to balance. After two hours of strength training, Eudora actually started to have a mental aversion to the fitness ball!

And the final fighting training... after the experience, Yudora wanted to die on the spot.

For the novice Yudora, Jason has no intention of being merciful at all, and he will not teach one fighting move for a whole day like a general fighting training coach.

On the contrary...Jason felt that the best way to train fighting was to be beaten.

In his opinion, what fighting skills and tricks to learn are ultimately to be used in actual combat, so the best way to learn these tricks is to be beaten a few times in actual combat, and then go to the teaching demonstration, You Duo Ra would definitely learn it in no time.

After all, that's what Batman taught him back then.

Eudora: "......"

With a dazed face, she had to experience again the painful experience of being thrown around in the boxing ring.

It is true that in order to prevent the players from falling, the boxing ring is covered with soft mats. It is not particularly painful to fall on the boxing ring, and Eudora herself is also equipped with a fast-recovery fanatic armor, so her body will not Injured...but her dignity was injured!

It was obviously the same fighting move, and Jason used it to throw her to the ground with ease.

And when she finally learned it and used it correctly in actual combat, the next second, Jason was able to throw another move with ease, subdued her on the spot, and pushed her to the ground.

Eudora:! !

Ma Dan will come again if he has the ability!

Unconvinced, she worked hard to learn the trick Jason is using now, and asked to stop the game and start over.

In the next second, Udora, who used a new move, was knocked down by Jason using the third move...

Repeatedly, after two hours of hard training, Yudora sat on the edge of the boxing ring, feeling her heart beating violently, almost jumping out of her chest.

After the high-intensity training mode was turned on, she described herself as extremely embarrassed. The hair on her forehead was all wet with sweat. She even changed into two sets of sportswear one after another. Taking a breath, Eudora could even feel that her waist and lungs were hurting. It hurts, and the sweet smell of blood fills the throat.

This time, Jason, who was training with Eudora the whole time, was also sweating. While wiping his head with a towel, he handed the mineral water to the little girl and asked her, "Tired?"

Eudora didn't even have the strength to shake her head, she leaned listlessly against the pillars beside the boxing ring, and rarely rolled her eyes at Jason:

"...what do you say?"

Jason chuckled lightly, and asked unintentionally, "...too tired? Then you won't train anymore?"

"I do not!"

Udora raised her chin stubbornly, and hammered the ground of the boxing ring bitterly, "I still don't believe it! I can't beat you now, but one day I will be able to beat you!"

Although she was exhausted enough, Yudora really had no intention of giving up at all.

In terms of academics, Eudora, who came out of a public school, is naturally inferior to the students who have private tutors and enjoy many-to-one education since they were young. In terms of training, they have been slower for more than ten years. Eudora is definitely not as good as Jason, who has been trained since childhood.

She is deeply aware of this, so whether it is academics or training, she has to work hard, several times harder than ordinary people, so that she can continue to improve.

Like last night, she was so sleepy that she could sit up in the middle of the night and write math problems like a zombie. Of course, she could also struggle to learn the most basic self-defense skills and martial arts.

Eudora gulped down water and wiped her mouth carelessly: "When is next week's training? Anyway, I don't mind training like this every night, I don't care!"

Jason: "..."

You don't care, I matter, okay?

It's better to go to his own territory and find trouble with those gangsters for beating you, a soft sandbag every day!

He was in an exceptionally good mood... and made an appointment with Eudora for the training time next weekend, then tidied up his clothes, put on the red hood again, and sent the little girl back to the apartment in the Diamond District.

——After a day of training today, Eudora ran out of clean clothes, so she had no choice but to go home first and pack up the new clothes that could be worn in the closet.

The elevator door opened, and Eudora, who was being helped by Jason to walk to her small home, happened to collide with Bourne who was on the way.

Eudora: ……………

Bourne: ………………………

The former CIA agent maintained a calm expression, looked slightly at Jason's arm supporting Udora, and the little girl's pale face, and then asked calmly:

"you……"

Before Bourne could ask, Yudora took the lead and quickly explained:

"We came out of the ring! Red Hood is helping me with my combat training!"

Just as Bourne was about to ask, "Have you gone to training?" was stuck in his throat.

He calmly withdrew the question just now, looked at Eudora clearly, and turned his eyes around her haggard face and her limbs that had obviously begun to swell after a lot of core strength and endurance training.

There was a trace of distress in Bourne's eyes silently.

It is true that since a long time ago, when he learned that Udora had been serving as a vigilante in Gotham City, he had been worried about the little girl's physical strength and fighting skills.

From the point of view of this top agent, Yudora is not good enough in terms of vigilance, ability to collect intelligence, or even the ability to run away.

Even if such a girl has the ability to defy the sky, he will veto her vigilante qualifications with one vote - because the vigilantes and superheroes in Gotham City are not only powerful enough, they also need to be more powerful. many things.

Fortunately... Although I don't know how Yudora came to her senses, but fortunately she has understood now.

The three sat in Eudora's small apartment (the CIA finally repaired the house under Bourne's coercion), and Eudora seemed to be showing off, telling Bourne all the training procedures she had gone through so hard today again.

Strength training, flexibility training, core strength training... and finally add combat training.

Eudora showed off her training results to Bourne in every detail.

Bourne listened quietly.

As he listened, he pondered thoughtfully. After Yudora finished speaking, the agent, who was more proficient in assassination techniques, pondered for a long time, and suddenly smiled at the little girl.

He said calmly and gently: "...I think you don't need to receive too much core strength training."

Eudora suddenly became dumb, she looked at Bourne blankly, then at the red hood.

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Jason, who had carefully formulated the entire training plan for the little girl, looked at Bourne with great displeasure, and asked coldly:

"With all due respect, if this girl doesn't do core strength training, her waist and arms won't even be enough to support her to learn some more complicated fighting techniques!"

While talking, Jason pointed unceremoniously at Eudora's soft and fleshless arm.

Eudora: "..."

She silently hid her two arms behind her back.

"Sorry, this one I made was not aimed at you."

Facing the domineering red hood, Bourne did not show any weakness. He looked at the red hood calmly, and then said word by word:

"... I think that Dora seems to be more suitable for mastering some subtle and technical skills than open and close fighting skills, what do you think?"

Jason paused suddenly.

He looked at Bourne suspiciously. Considering that this person had been serving the stumbling block assassination plan in the past, he vaguely thought of a certain possibility: "...how should I say it?"

"That's what I mean."

Bourne looked at Eudora seriously and asked, "Do you mind if I join your training plan?"

Eudora: "???"

Facing the gentle warm light in the living room, this top secret agent and assassin blinked, with a pure and innocent face:

"...we don't learn fighting techniques that rely on strength to win, how about I teach you something... more useful?"

For example... how to stab a person to death within three seconds with a ballpoint pen?