This bat cub looks very weak

Dorothy had to admit that the bathroom in this ward was quite well equipped, but she did feel a little uncomfortable when taking off her clothes because it felt cold and she felt particularly insecure.

But in the end she happily finished the bath with Akutagawa's skin on. Dorothy did not feel any difference in shame between men and women, as she had seen a lot.

Looking at the fair and slender young man in the mirror who looked thin when dressed and had muscular body when undressed, Dorothy struck a narcissistic pose with great satisfaction, then changed into the bathrobe she bought for 1 point in the mall.

Akutagawa: I am too embarrassed to watch...

Dorothy continued to sleep peacefully while holding herself. It felt so safe to have someone sleeping with her.

Dorothy thought happily.

The next day, Akutagawa had returned to the space. Although Dorothy's fever had subsided yesterday, she was still coughing. Because Dorothy's illness was very serious before, even if the fever subsided, it was still necessary to stay in the hospital for a few days for observation.

Dorothy was able to get out of bed. She looked at the suitcase that was sent to her, then found her laptop and began to investigate about the animal trader.

The animal trader was Frank Shelt, a famous animal dealer in the black market. He had been wanted by many countries but always managed to escape.

He not only has extensive connections but also resources and a variety of goods. Therefore, even though he is despised by many people, there are still some wealthy businessmen who like him and will buy those rare animals from him.

I just don't know whether those people buy these animals to raise them, make specimens, or eat them.

Most of the animals Frank sold were alive, and he would usually sell them as soon as possible after catching a new animal. According to the insignificant man before, Frank only sold three animals at the auction that day, so before the remaining animals were sold, he would either continue selling or run away early.

So without further ado, let's go find Frank's warehouse.

After finding the address, Dorothy asked Akutagawa to kill her first. She silently turned off the computer and lay on the hospital bed looking at the system mall.

When Bruce arrived at the door of the ward, he saw a lifeless girl lying on the bed in a daze. He thought that it might be because Tisia had dealt Dorothy too great a blow.

"Dorothy." Bruce put on his charming smile. He was holding a bouquet of flowers, a teddy bear, and of course a box of cake.

"Mr. Wayne!" Dorothy then realized that someone was standing at the door. She immediately came to her senses and looked at the person with some surprise.

"How do you feel? Do you still have a fever?" Bruce put down his things and said to Dorothy gently.

"No... I'm fine." Dorothy pulled the quilt and tried to sit up. Bruce helped her up, "I just still have a cough."

"It's okay, these are just minor illnesses. My lovely Dorothy will get better soon." Bruce reached out and touched Dorothy's head.

Dorothy: Why do these men always like to touch her head?

"Yeah!" Seeing that Dorothy seemed to be a little more cheerful, Bruce also felt a little happy. This girl should be like this and shouldn't be sad because of those things.

"By the way, Mr. Wayne, do you know what happened that night? Was it my mother who sent me to the hospital?" Dorothy asked Bruce about what happened that night.

"Huh? Why do you bring this up?" Bruce listened in confusion for a moment, then took Dorothy's hand and looked at her with a smile.

"Because I felt like someone saved me! That feeling wasn't from my mother, although I also thought at first that my mother would send me to the hospital, but she didn't. When I was feeling so uncomfortable and sad, it seemed like someone suddenly hugged me, although it was only for a moment, and then I fell asleep." Dorothy said. Although her tone was a little depressed when she mentioned Tisia, she felt like a little princess imagining what her prince would look like.

"Well, actually, I do know that person. He's a friend of mine." Bruce suddenly said this when he saw Dorothy's expression.

The typical "I have a friend" symptoms appeared.

"Really? Who is it?" The little girl took Bruce's hand and Bruce felt that her hands were small, soft and very warm.

"Batman," Bruce said, his expression softening, but he added at the end, "And Nightwing."

"Yes! If possible, I will definitely thank them." The little girl's eyes were full of admiration.

"I will." Bruce said, pinching the little girl's cheek gently.

"Dorothy, I want to ask you something." Bruce cut a piece of cake for Dorothy and said while feeding her.

"Hmm?" The little girl stopped chewing and looked at him.

"Bolange has handed you over to me. She won't come to see you again. Do you want to see her again?" Bruce said calmly.

"No." Dorothy thought for a moment and then remembered that Borlange was her last name, but she quickly refused the meeting.

"Even though she is my mother, I would rather she hadn't given birth to me. Although I am living a good life, it doesn't mean I will forgive her for what she did to me." Dorothy turned her head away and stopped looking at Bruce after she finished speaking, because to be honest, these two people are the same, and she was afraid that she would not be able to help but criticize Bruce as well.

"Okay, dear boy, let's not talk about her anymore and eat the last bite of the cake." Bruce sighed in his heart, and then he accepted what the little girl said.

Dorothy turned around and angrily bit the cake on the fork, biting the fork along with it, which made Bruce feel amused and helpless.

Dorothy: Vomited.

She never knew her acting was so good.

Akutagawa stood in front of the abandoned warehouse, his mind full of Dorothy and Bruce's fake father-daughter relationship. He felt that these emotions really made him sick, but fortunately Dorothy said something to him and he felt better.

There was a laboratory under the warehouse. Akutagawa used "Rashomon" without hesitation to cut a complete circle on the ground, and then descended to the entrance of the laboratory like a small elevator.

Dorothy: Rashomon works great!

"Ahem." Akutagawa looked around and found it unusually quiet, so he directly broke open the tightly closed door.

After the door was smashed open, Akutagawa did not go in directly because he smelled an extremely foul odor. He covered his mouth and nose with his sleeves in disgust.

Akutagawa: Uh...it's the scent of the shower gel I used after taking a bath yesterday.

"Woo..." There was a dull growl and heavy footsteps, and a tall figure slowly crawled out from the narrow door.

First a head appeared, then a second head, and finally a third head.

Akutagawa-style shock!!

Dorothy: Isn't this a hellhound?

[What do you think, do you want to go or not? ]

[What nonsense, of course I will go. ]

Akutagawa: I hate dogs!

The hellhound was very angry when it saw the invader, and kept growling. Akutagawa also stared fiercely at the behemoth in front of him, ready to kill it with one blow at any time.

A big fight between the two dogs is about to break out.

However, Akutagawa did not kill the dog in the end, because after seeing Akutagawa's increasingly fierce eyes, the hellhound whimpered a few times, ran to the side, shrank back, covered its eyes with its paws, and occasionally stole a glance at Akutagawa.

Akutagawa: ...mmp!

"Pfft——" Dorothy laughed until she was convulsing. She lay on the bed, covering her face with the quilt, and laughed so hard that she couldn't take care of herself.

Bruce had just returned from a phone call and saw Dorothy "twitching" on the bed. He hurried in to check on Dorothy, causing Dorothy to think something had happened. She laughed so hard that her stomach hurt, but she still had to look at Bruce with a confused (distorted) expression.

"Dorothy?" Bruce saw the twisted and complicated expression on Dorothy's face and what looked like tears at the corners of her eyes. He thought that this child must have cried secretly by herself while he was away.

He hugged Dorothy and said comfortingly, "Sweetheart, I will take you home tomorrow. Don't be sad, okay? I will treat you well."

“????” What was this man thinking about? Why did he say this as if he was talking to his lover? Dorothy’s already distorted expression became even more distorted.

"Mr. Wayne." But Dorothy was satisfied when she received a hug from Bruce Wayne, or even more so, a hug from Batman.

"Huh?" Bruce looked at Dorothy's tear-stained face.

"Thank you!" Dorothy gave him a big hug.

Calling dad is impossible, at least not now.

"It seems that the old bat will have to spend a long time getting along with his sweetheart." Dick said with a smile to Tim who was sitting in front of the computer desk.

"Hmm..." Tim was not in high spirits.

"Oh come on, the old Bat won't let you retire early. He doesn't intend to let the kid get involved in that side of Gotham." Dick talked about the result of his previous discussion with Bruce.

"What? What are you talking about?" Tim finally realized what Dick said to him.

"Huh? What are you thinking about?" Dick also realized that what they just said seemed to be on different channels.

"I'm thinking about what gift to prepare for Dorothy. After all, she's my sister and a new member of the family." Tim smiled shyly, and Dick realized that the new Robin in front of him, who seemed sophisticated, stayed up late every day, and was an old bat, was only a 13-year-old boy...

Oh... fuckBatman!

On the other side, Akutagawa was walking in the corridor of the laboratory. It was very quiet here, and there was not even a staff member. Dorothy thought that Frank might have run away long ago.

He came to Frank's office. There was very little here, except for some animal physical examination reports and some auction numbers.

However, Dorothy saw something representative.

Hydra symbol.

Why is Hydra involved?

She controlled Akutagawa to pick up the information, and sure enough, the poor Tiger was sold to Hydra. Dorothy frowned, and then thought about the consequences of being sold to Hydra.

The human-tiger is very powerful and can be used as a weapon. What Hydra does is to brainwash people and use them for its own purposes, or to develop the genes of the human-tiger and use them as some kind of medicine.

The sharp-eyed Dorothy saw how the human-tiger was transported.

By sea.

Just tonight.

Well, the intelligence was collected. Although Frank was not caught, he would deal with him next time he saw him. Just as Akutagawa was about to leave, he heard a weak cry for help.

someone!

He walked cautiously towards the place where the sound came from, and then he saw a wide variety of iron cages, various strange creatures, some humans with peculiar looks, and even the disconnected Chitauri he had seen a few days ago.

【This is……】

[Either aliens or mutants. ]

Akutagawa ignored the wary looks the other creatures were giving him and looked towards the cage where the small voice came from.

It was a naked girl with long, milky blonde hair that reached her feet, green eyes, pointed ears, and wings chained behind her.

Elf or angel?

【Do you want to save her?】Dorothy asked.

The girl felt the shadow in front of her. She raised her head and looked at the young man in front of her who was dressed in black like a devil. He was different from those people in white coats. Somehow, he made her feel at ease. She smiled and said slowly, "Mr. Devil, if I am willing to fall into hell, can you save me?"

"As you wish." The sound of the chain being cut.

Have you forgotten the Mirror Flowers by the Daming Lake?

Okay, Dorothy looked at the mutants and strange creatures around her and made a phone call with determination. The other party agreed quickly and was on the way.

The girl fainted after Akutagawa untied her chains. Dorothy felt itchy when she saw her wings, so she stroked them, although she felt it was just so-so.