Anti-Hero Lola [Comprehensive Anglo-American]

Sweat and tears didn't feel comfortable sticking to her body at all, Lola writhed, she clutched the blanket tightly, although Superman could see her behind the blanket unhindered... But something wrapped her up and it would make She feels much more comfortable.

Laura waited a long time again.

Oh, it's so annoying!Why hasn't he left yet!

"It's almost dawn," Laura asked sullenly, "Aren't you going to work?"

"The work can be put on later."

"Then, you go and save the world!"

"Saving the world is not in such a hurry for such a few minutes." Superman replied easily, "As for other small things... I think it would be better for them to not have Superman's help once in a while."

"..."

"Lola?" Superman came over.

His approach made Lola tense up, and she cowered, but Superman bent down and easily pulled her out of the blanket.

Lola immediately buried her whole body and face in Superman's arms.

"What's the matter," said Superman with a smile, "why aren't you happy?"

"..." Laura grabbed his red cloak and remained silent.

She was a little uneasy: "Mary Jane is still outside."

"She's been here four times when you're... not feeling well," said Superman. "She saw me, too."

"..."

"What's wrong with you? What happened just now?"

"I took some medicine." Laura hummed softly, "Daddy gave it to me."

"The medicine Lex gave you?" Superman said, "then you should be more careful."

"Dad is very good to me..."

"It's strange to hear you say that, Laura." Superman carried Laura into the bathroom. He turned on the hot water, soaked the towel in the water and wet it, then wrung out the towel with one hand, "Wipe your face."

Laura took the towel and wiped her face: "...What's so strange?"

"I don't know who you're talking about."

Laura put down the towel and thought about it again: "Then...then you are daddy, and Lex is papa."

"Acceptable," Superman said, "but it's weird to be next to Lex at a time like this."

"Where is it strange?"

"When our names are put together, it's not usually like this..." Superman said, "Peace."

Laura leaned in Superman's arms: "Is that so?"

"Well I admit it's more than that," Superman laughed, "it's kind of weird."

"I hope you don't feel uncomfortable about it."

"I do not have."

He took the used towel from Laura's hand, washed it calmly, and then wiped her neck and fingers without waiting for Laura to take the towel.

Laura yawned and lay on Superman's shoulder, letting him wipe.

"...I think you should take a shower." Superman finally sighed, and gave up on cleaning up Lola with a towel. "You're a mess."

"I want to sleep."

"You can sleep in water."

"Do you bathe with water, too?"

"if not?"

"I don't know," Lola guessed, "magma?"

Superman laughed: "It's creative, Lola, but I prefer hot water to lava that keeps getting dirty."

"So you actually tried magma?"

"I didn't initiate it, and that's not a bath." Superman turned on the hot water.

He sat on the edge of the tub and waited for the water to fill, putting Lola on his lap.

Laura is sick.

"Maybe we need to go somewhere else before the water fills up," said Superman.

"Yeah." Laura snorted.

Superman flew back to the Fortress of Solitude with Lola in his arms.

The Fortress of Solitude has automatically turned on when it detects the approach of the owner, and the humanoid intelligent robot walks towards Superman: "Welcome back, Carl."

"Prepare the equipment and give her a complete physical examination." Superman said, he paused slightly, "Be gentle and don't disturb her."

Laura had fallen asleep.

She vaguely felt bumps and slight tingling, but because her father's breath was always with her, she didn't wake up completely.

This dream was as dazed and full of emotions as the ones she had experienced in the past, the only difference was that she lost the desire to indulge in emotions, to experience and feel them.

Dreams are beautiful, and dreams are always perfect.

Laura is willing to immerse herself in the dream, because she is familiar with the dreamland—or the feeling of the game.

All wishes will eventually be granted.

To be loved completely and utterly.

That's why she's addicted to games, and maybe that's why everyone is addicted to games.

But the game will always have its end. The game is a one-liner that has been written all the way. The script says that you will encounter ABC events, break through DEF difficulties, and become friends with GHI... Finally, you will reach the Z end, and after entering the end You will quit.

So she is addicted to the game, but she always quits the game at will. Those real experiences that appear in front of her in the form of games don't give her the slightest sense of reality.

— but in the end, all "games" do become more and more real.

She gradually believes that all "games" are realities in this increasingly real situation. She transforms herself and puts her heart into it, and then she is knocked down by the truth that "reality" is actually a "game".

Lola couldn't remember how many games she had played.

But in every dream, the sea of ​​emotions hidden in the depths of her consciousness was an unmistakable hint of just how broken she really was.

Laura frowned tightly and murmured, "Dad..."

"I'm here," said Superman.

He held Laura's hand, and when the intelligent robot signaled to him that the sample was collected, he hugged Laura again.

He frowned and asked, "How's the situation?"

"It's much better than expected. The data shows that she is a healthy half-Kryptonian girl who is entering the puberty period." The intelligent robot gave the answer dutifully, "It is a little stunted, and this problem can be solved by solar rays. But the advice is to let nature take its course.”

"That's it?" Superman wondered, "She looks very distressed.

"Known samples cannot provide psychological status test results."

"If I remember correctly, you have been collecting all kinds of information." Superman asked, "Is this the first time you know of Laura's existence today?"

"No, Carl."

"You should have told me about it."

"It was against her will."

"My priority is higher than my daughter."

"Yes, but you didn't inform me in advance that I need to report her existence as soon as possible."

Well, Superman understands, the Fortress of Solitude knew about Lola, but because Lola didn't want him to find out, and he didn't ask the Fortress of Solitude to tell him about Lola before that - he didn't know her at all - So in this case, the Fortress of Solitude chose to follow Lola's wishes and kept the secret for her.

This is a logical circle.

How could he ask the Fortress of Solitude to tell him about Lola's existence without knowing about Lola?

"I wish you were smarter than you are," said Superman.

"That's exactly what I want, Carl." The intelligent robot replied, "I need you to upgrade me."

Superman held Lola in his arms and was silent for a while.

"... guess what? I think you're good enough now."

When he returned with Laura in his arms, Mary Jane was standing in the door of the bathroom, hesitating, wondering if she could knock.

"Hello," Superman landed, and then walked steadily towards Mary Jane, "please don't worry, Laura is just asleep."

"It's really you, Superman," whispered Mary Jane, taking one look at him and looking away nervously at Lola's wet strands. "What the hell happened to her last night?"

"A little problem, that's fixed," said Superman, and he glanced at the bathroom and asked Mary Jane, "Can you take care of her? Sorry, I'm not that handy."

Mary Jane had no reason to refuse.

When she took Lola from Superman, she was shocked to find that Lola was lighter than she thought... But since Lola is not human, maybe this weight is okay?

can she flyIt should be able to fly.

Is Superman also lighter than she looks?However, he is not the same as Lola. Lola belongs to a body that can be sure to lose weight at first glance, while Superman does not look like that at all.

But Superman, like Lola, may be the kind whose real weight is lighter than his appearance.

This is really an enviable physique.

After all, their bodies are—perfect.

When Mary Jane carried Lola into the bathroom and began to undress her, it was hard not to be surprised and blush.Although she has many friends, and when everyone meets to go to the swimming pool together, they will face each other naked in the locker room, but the key is that Laura is now almost in a coma and fell asleep... This makes the scene unspeakable.

Fortunately, the pajamas were easy to take off, but after tossing for a while, the nightgown stuck to Laura's skin due to sweat.

Mary Jane tested the temperature of the water before putting Lola in the bath.

—It was ridiculously hot.

"It's okay," said Superman abruptly, "she won't get burned."

That's right.

Mary Jane put Lola in the water and watched her slowly sink into the bath, completely submerged in the scalding water... It was a little scary, but she kept her cool:

"She doesn't have to breathe, does she?"

"Yes, no problem." Superman gave an affirmative answer.

"I swear to you I like Laura, I like her very, very much." Mary Jane stepped out of the bathroom a little limply, "but I really hope this doesn't happen a second time."

Superman laughed: "What are you talking about?"

"I mean undressing her while she's unconscious and watching her sink like a dead body into boiling water where I'd touch a big red patch of skin," Mary Jane said. "You don't know how hard it is." .”

"It's an honor for her to have you as a friend."

"Don't say that, it's an honor to be my friend." Mary Jane smiled, half-seriously, half-jokingly, "After all, I'm just an ordinary girl, and she's the daughter of Superman."

Superman shook his head, but did not refute her words, but said: "I will ask you to help her change into new clothes later on."

"Ah? Oh, oh." Mary Jane was stunned for a moment before she realized, "Okay, no problem, please leave it to me, and you can go about your business...I mean saving the world or something."

"I don't have a world to save right now," said Superman softly.

He seemed a little bit happy with the helplessness and little distress: "Now, I only have a little girl who will cry if she wakes up and can't see me."

Mary Jane silently clutched her chest.

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