Her Royal Highness the First Princess of Gotham

David stood in the corner of the grove, not knowing what to say for a moment.

The fluffy body of the blue cat lay at his feet, apparently stoned to death.

David squatted down, his slender eyelashes trembling slightly, and he looked at the situation of the cat.

Next to the cat was written on a stick soaked in blood: "Monster.": [David...]

"I said earlier that it's a bit of an odd color."

David shook his head, took out a math book from his bag and wrapped it up: "Is there any way? Can I soak in the Lazarus Pool?"

His movements froze suddenly, as if a little annoyed: "Damn it, why did I forget. Didn't the Wayne couple soak in the pool at that time and nothing would happen?"

If he had dragged the Wayne couple to find the Shadow Fighters Alliance, soaked them in the Lazarus Pool, and reunited the Wayne family happily, he wouldn't have had to intervene.

"Give it to me, Ryan will probably take care of it." "David" folded his arms and looked at the picture on the screen.

He was very familiar with the dead blue cat on the screen. It was Lingxing, the pet of the Red Lantern Corps, the earth kitten with the red lantern ring.

Raven nodded, and turned on the communicator: [Probably yes, give it to us.We'll take care of him for you, since you don't have the time or the means to explain to Bruce why you've been away for so long. ]

They looked at David on the screen and thought for a moment, then quickly agreed.

"Take care of it."

Suddenly, an ink swirl appeared on the screen, as if it had been drawn with ink and wash, wrapping the cat in its arms and disappearing.

At the same time, the math book and the cat appeared in the hands of "David".

He nodded towards the Teen Titans: "I'm going back, let Ryan contact me if anything happens again. But I hope that I was called here for some big event, not like this time, to speed up for you Play speed."

With a careless smile on his face, he glanced around and said with a warning: "Otherwise I will throw you into the Lazarus Pool."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted unceremoniously: "Excuse me, if you have this little time to scare the children, why not help Ah Fu clean the dust on the ceiling in the house, or help me wash the Batmobile. "

A man who looked exactly like him was leaning against the door, with his hands in his pockets, looking at him with scarlet eyes that seemed to be a half-smile.

"David" snorted dissatisfiedly, and left quickly past him.

David didn't have time to secretly regret that he hadn't taken the Waynes to the pool.

It will be lunch break soon.

This means that Bruce will come to the blue-haired cat in about an hour.

David was a little remorseful.

He shouldn't have meddled in this, he should have pretended he didn't see anything, and let Bruce find the body instead of him.

But now things have become like this.He threw all the gems out again, and it was impossible to control the time to make time go back.

So David could only helplessly look at the sky and ask a group of brats for help: "Raven, can you find something like a simpler spell?"

[What is it for? ]

David was silent, as if his request was overwhelming him.For a while, he fumbled for the black leather necklace around his neck, thinking about building his mind.

Time passed minute by minute.

David's struggles seemed endless.

Finally, when he heard that familiar heart rate, he felt panic for a moment.Then quickly, using the red gemstone that had been turned into a necklace, he transformed himself into a blue cat.

[...]

[? ]

[…? ]

The blue cat quickly jumped onto the wooden bench used as a rest by the path, curled up into a ball, and buried its face.

But he didn't have to do that at all, no one had ever heard of cats blushing.

With the familiar heart rate getting closer, David was already lying on the chair and dared not move a bit.He decided to pretend he was asleep.

Doing so is indeed a bit embarrassing and detrimental to his majestic image.

David froze, anxiously wishing time would go faster.This embarrassment was made even more embarrassing when Bruce approached him and softly called out "Ryan?"

David froze again, but had to poke his head out, blinking at Bruce pretending to be curious.

Then there was a "meow".

[Pfft... Ah, sorry. ]

David gritted his teeth, tilted his head, stared at Bruce who was approaching with big eyes, and "meowed" twice.

Fortunately, Bruce didn't seem to notice anything strange.He sat down next to David, and took David into his lap.

David retracted his paws, not knowing where to step on for a moment.The feeling of being hugged by someone was so strange that he couldn't restrain his resistance.After struggling twice, I wanted to jump down.

But Bruce seemed to be aware of his resistance, and after quickly placing him on his lap, his slender fingers touched his chin, stroking him skillfully.

…perhaps it’s something all felines can’t resist.David couldn't describe what that felt like.He only had time to whimper twice before collapsing into Bruce's hands.

When Bruce stopped, he couldn't help rubbing Bruce's hand, urging him to continue.

Bruce raised the corners of his lips, but just raised his hand to touch his head, and then stroked along the head, naturally from the head to the tip of the tail.

David froze again, his warm fingers seemed to have infected his own body with heat.

Bruce didn't realize at all that the cat in front of him with exactly the same color had already changed to another cat.He tapped the tip of David's tender nose a little strangely: "Why do you feel so cold on your body? Because has the temperature dropped recently?"

As he spoke, he took off his school uniform jacket indifferently and covered David.And complained in a low voice: "It's as cold as David. That guy's body is too cold. I can only lean against the bed when I'm sleeping, and I dare not lean against it."

"Meow~"

Get out, don't beat me.

David thought at first he had found himself.After hearing that, he was relieved and couldn't help but gritted his teeth, trying to threaten Bruce.

Can't you just go back to bed and sleep obediently if you think it's cold?

"Do you think so too?"

Bruce smiled gently, touched his head again, and looked into the distance: "If he's cold, I can't stay away from him because I'm afraid of the cold, right?"

roll!Don't come here!

There was some sadness in Bruce's cobalt blue eyes, and he forced a smile: "I want to find out what happened to him, but he has been resisting my approach."

"I... want to help him. But I don't know exactly how to do it. Something bad must have happened to him. It shouldn't be his alone, and I can share it for him if I speak up. That pain will definitely be halved, right?"

David lowered his eyes, subconsciously raised his paw and patted Bruce's hand to comfort him.

The soft meatball seemed to give Bruce some encouragement, and Bruce flipped his palm and held his claws in his hand: "Thank you."

Eyes as gentle as sea water looked at him quietly.

A little apology appeared on Bruce's face: "Sorry, I forgot to bring your bowl today."

He dug out the small bag of cat food from the small bag, poured it into his palm, and brought it close to David's chin: "Today, I can only make do with this."

David's eyes widened, and he flicked his tail dissatisfied.

Does he still have to eat cat food? ? ?

"Meow-"

Bruce looked at him silently, as if he would just sit here without eating.

One person and one cat stared at each other for a long time, and finally David had no choice but to lose.

He lowered his head, and swallowed the strange-tasting cat food in Bruce's hand bite by bite.

Bruce stared at the pattern on his waist strangely. He remembered that there was a small dot there that was not very obvious.The blue cat can only be seen from this angle.

But why is it gone now?

Bruce was a little surprised.

He felt the delicate touch on his palm, and the barb on the cat's tongue kept licking his palm.

Bruce continued: "I don't know what he thinks. I don't even know what he thinks about me."

David's difficult eating action came to a halt.

"Sometimes I wonder if what he did was for me. He has no grievances with those people. I also know that he has a gentle personality, and he is definitely not the type who will beat people. He will not fight for no reason. Others fight, but I can't think of any conflicts between him and those people, the only conflict is me."

He unconsciously stroked the cat's back with his hand, trying to find the missing dot among the overlapping patterns.

"Like the line he said about the gray ghost, I kept telling myself not to care. But this feeling is amazing... the feeling of being valued. I just mentioned it casually, I just told him I like the gray ghost , I know he's not interested at all. But David was watching stuff that he didn't like at all and memorized his lines when I don't know when. For me."

David lowered his head and did not move. He didn't know what to refute for a moment.

Everything Bruce said was true.He really went to see the gray ghost that he didn't know what he was talking about because of him, and he also firmly remembered the lines and plots in his mind...

He really did it for him, otherwise he really didn't have to make trouble with a few children.Then he let Bruce go home with him, just because most of the kids at school were afraid of him now.To avoid once and for all what happened before.

He could only mechanically maintain the chewing action in his mouth, hoping that the time would go faster.

But what Bruce said next made him really unacceptable.

Bruce looked at him with narrow eyes, cobalt blue eyes dancing with emotions that David couldn't understand.

He said, "Do you think David will like me as much as I like him?"

[? ? ? ]

[Fuck! ]

[WTF? ! ]

A small red gemstone, the change of reality is only in the wearer's thought.

Just the moment Bruce blinked his eyes, suddenly a weight on his leg was far beyond that of a cat.

The white-haired boy kneeling on his lap narrowed his scarlet eyes dangerously, and said through gritted teeth, "Take your hand off!"

He points to Bruce's hand on his waist.

The muscles under the hands have a good touch and are flexible.

But cold.

The author has something to say:

I want to say that normal people will retort first at this time: "You think too much, I don't like you at all!"

This way.The young master is so cute w