There are always Chaoying trying to attack me [Comprehensive British and American]

Yarlin stood by the car, watching the people in black go away.The breeze brushed his silver-white hair and brushed his fine eyelashes.

The young man's eyes are as green as new buds, full of fine sunlight, so beautiful that they shine brightly, very gorgeous.

He smiled slightly.

This smile is full of self-loathing and gloom, combined with the pale complexion and the gauze on the forehead, it shows a sick feeling like "get what you want".

01 tilted his head and looked at him.

"...Your Highness?"

"--I like here."

Arlin didn't look back at it.

The dark knight in Gotham wears a mask and will not smile at him gently; the people of Gotham are numb and gloomy, and there will be no second "Peter Parker"; Gotham is the territory of bats, and he rejects other superpowers meddling...

--"I like here."

"I fit in here," Yarlin said.

01 Following his gaze, he glanced at the cold-toned buildings, the messy walls painted with graffiti, the busy workers who said nothing, the homeless people sitting on the ground...

The AI's pupils flickered.

It reads records about the academy.

The grass there is very neatly trimmed, the fountain there is crystal clear, and the birds and flowers are fragrant there, full of laughter.

——It’s the complete opposite of Gotham.

01 At present, there is no way to comprehend too deep emotions.

It just literally believed Arlin's words, thinking that the little master genuinely preferred Gotham's architectural style.

So it said: "Let's stay."

"..."

Arlin was startled.

He tilted his head and looked at the whole body of khaki. Every part was carefully selected and assembled by him.

From start to finish.

01 is working hard for him.

As for him, he intentionally distracted the simple-minded 01, wanting to do something that would hurt himself—he is really bad.Always immersed in the past, constantly looking for a "non-suicide" way to die.

If he dies.

01 What should I do?

Will the only remaining people of him repeat the path he walked, become so depressed that they cannot extricate themselves, and finally cut off their own energy?

"……sorry."

Arlin lowered his head, avoiding 01's round eyes, and said in a low voice: "...As the prince who leads everyone, I am so useless. It will be very hard to follow me."

……Hard?

01 is puzzled.

The technology of Yinpine Star is very advanced, and the people have unique abilities. The royal family treats the people like children and is loved and loved.After the birth of super-intelligent AI, residents can live well only by relying on social welfare.

The overall atmosphere of the planet is very warm.

In this context, the "Little Prince's Growth Record" released by the royal family from time to time has attracted the attention of the whole people.

"Eh? Your Highness learned the piano today."

"There's a lot of homework assigned by the teacher... Has Your Highness finished it? If you don't sleep well, you won't grow taller."

"Stop! Don't cut His Highness' fingers!!"

……

—Arlin is a happy child.

In order to repay people's love and the expectations of his elders, he lived up to everyone's expectations and grew into an elegant and gentle young man with a smile brighter than blooming flowers.

pity……

Too much comfort will lead to death.

01 is an AI exclusive to Yarlin.It carries the love or admiration of the creatures of a planet for their prince, and each function has been discussed and analyzed intensely.

It was born for Arlin.

and so……

"It's not hard work."

AI said: "I will always be with you."

"Let's have breakfast, Your Highness." 01 handed over the food he had brought all the way, "It's all easy to digest. Fortunately, I installed a heat preservation function for myself according to the stored information, otherwise it would be cold."

Arlin has no appetite.

But he looked at the little AI's eyes - not agile enough, dull, full of hollow mechanical eyes - slightly bent.

"it is good."

It's compensation.

Sorry, 01.

01 stared at him obediently chewing food, and smiled contentedly, as if the bamboo shoots of the spring rain were finally ushered in.

On the first day in Gotham, His Highness was willing to eat healthy food.

Gotham is great.

It likes it here too.

extremely like.

One person and one AI secretly returned to Gotham.

Bruce Wayne

Having a headache, he simply restricted Yarlin's room and board: no regular and safe restaurants or hotels would entertain him.

When he suffers, he should leave.

however.

The boy lived in the car, ate dry and hard biscuits, drank cheap water that didn't know how to dry it... he was so miserable that he still didn't leave.

It seems that Gotham is set.

bat:……

"Master." Alfred stared at the hamster-like young man nibbling on a biscuit on the monitor, and said softly, "He's going to be sick."

"...I know." Bruce replied.

He rubbed his forehead, stood up, and began to put on his armor: "He can't stay in Gotham. I'll let him go."

"You want to...?"

"throw it out."

"Not once, but twice."

Bruce's hazel eyes were as cold as ice, without any tenderness.His tone is elegant but sharp, like a sword with exquisite lines: "One day, he will give up."

Alfred was noncommittal.

Suddenly, the boy in the monitor was stunned for a few seconds, and had a few words with the robot beside him—he quickly packed his things and closed the car door.

The engine roars, the car starts—

That's the way out of Gotham.

The bat stopped putting on the mask.

His cautious and suspicious character made him suspect that he was under surveillance, but with Yarlin's ability, he couldn't reach the Batcave at all.

The man was silent for a few seconds and sat down again.

No matter where the boy is going, when he steps out of Gotham, he will naturally be protected by the "Son of Krypton".It is no exaggeration to say that he is definitely one of the safest people in the world.

Don't need to be worried.

Night falls.

The car passed row upon row of buildings.Countless lights flickered on the car windows, refracted into Yarlin's pupils, dotted with the green.

He is out of his mind.

a few minutes ago--

He came across a piece of news.

News three days ago.The title is [The robbery and murderer voluntarily surrendered because he was beaten half to death by the family members of the deceased and urgently needed an ambulance! 】

In this piece of news, the word "Parker" appeared.

He confirmed it to 01.

It was Peter Parker's uncle who died, and it was Peter Parker who wounded the criminal... If he hadn't left, if he had chosen to go back to Queens—he might be able to save Ben Parker.

He knew Peter's character.

Even if he is bullied by Thompson and ridiculed by his classmates, the boy will not resent anyone, but feel wronged and sad alone.He is very gentle and kind... The smell on his body will remind Yarlin of the tree of Silver Pine Star.

Clean, fresh, natural...

His eyes are clear dark brown.There is often lowness and depression buried in it, but there is no lack of rejuvenating tenacity.

the most important is.

He was the first to reach out to him.

Today it is today.

He still remembered that the setting sun was scorching like fire that day, the sky was dyed in gradient colors, faded from pure white, and became magnificent and wanton.

The boy looked at him—

His voice was crisp and chirping, and then he lowered his head little by little because of his silence, like a rabbit hitting a stake.

Peter Parker was not flung off by his indifference.

Instead, she showed him a very bright smile again and again, trying to build a bridge to him.

……why.

Death always takes away what he loves.

He lost his hometown and lived in pain.What about Peter Parker?Peter Parker, who always smiles at him, and even if he is bullied, can quickly cheer up and continue to get good grades——

"Ken."

Can he still see Parker's youthful appearance calling out to him with a lemon-like refreshing voice with a smile?

Arlin couldn't help being sad.

Because empathy.

Because I want to protect the good things.

He set off early in the morning.After a few hours of rest in the car, the sun climbed into the sky, just in time for human activity.

Arlin knocked on Parker's door.

"Who?"

The one who came to open the door was a beautiful lady who still had a charm.She looked at the delicate boy with gauze on his head and bandages on his hands, and asked hesitantly, "What's the matter with you?"

"I'm Parker's...friend."

Yarlin hesitated: "Is he at home?"

friend?

When did Peter make new friends?

May Parker struggles for a moment, recalling her nephew's recent

The situation, the dead horse acting like a living horse doctor, gave way to the passage.

"He's on the second floor."

The woman paused, and added: "Peter's mood...is a bit bad. Maybe he can't play with you anymore."

Yarlin thanked him, took 01 through the gate, went upstairs, and walked to the door of Peter Parker's room.

He hesitated.

...Do you really want to push it away?You can push it, anyway, it's just to comfort Parker, not to make friends.

- Exactly.

He didn't come to make friends.

When Parker cheers up, he will return to Gotham.

For security reasons, Peter's room was not locked.Yarlin pushed open the door and saw the boy in his memory——

He huddled in a corner, buried his face in his arms.

Peter's hair was frizzy, like the mess of rugs, desks, and rumpled clothes he was wearing.

It was light outside, but he was in darkness.

Yarlin gently closed the door.He didn't open the curtains, allowing the oppressive blackness to occupy the space.

The boy walked up to Peter Parker, squatted down, and poked Peter's arm.He spoke softly, his voice was like a trickle, and it was particularly pleasant: "Parker?"

Peter froze for a few seconds before raising his head.

His eyes were red and swollen from crying, tears remained on his fair face, and his lips were slightly chapped due to lack of water.

"Ken?"

His voice was unbearably hoarse.

Peter didn't have the energy to think about why Yarlin had come to him.As soon as he saw the person he was "longing for", the sadness in his heart became more and more violent, and he defeated his disguise with an unstoppable gesture.

"……Blame me."

He stumbled and said in a broken tone: "I can save Uncle Ben, why didn't I stop that man in advance - I have clearly met him, I have clearly seen him rob!"

"it's all my fault."

"If I stop him in advance..."

Peter groaned and pulled his hair.Like a small beast on the verge of extinction, he let out a miserable cry.

--"it's all my fault."

Yarlin stared at him in a daze.

--like.

The Peter Parker at this moment is so similar to the him who first arrived on Earth and hid in a dark room all day, crying and resenting himself.

Also nothing, all in a mess.

...as if the whole world had been lost.

"……no."

His thoughts returned to the bloody battlefield: the severe pain, the wreckage everywhere, the endless screams, the guards who fell one after another...

Yarlin was almost suffocated with grief.

He hugged Peter Parker, gradually tightening his strength.There was some warm, clear fluid on Peter's neck.

"Ken?" Peter dared not hug him back.

The young man vaguely felt that if he hugged Ken, the emotion he had been trying to hide and suppress would explode completely.

--"it's not your fault."

He heard Arlin's voice.

With a cry in his mouth, he was dumb.

Yarlin hugged him tightly, but it was as if he was hugging someone he didn't know, and confide to that person with all his heart.

"It's not your fault, Parker."

"It wasn't your fault. It was the murderer—he was the one who ruined everything. Stop punishing yourself for other people's mistakes."

"Someone will be worried."

The boy's tears hit his neck one after another, wet his collar.Peter suppressed the desire to hug Yarlin, raised his head, and felt his cold body temperature.

Listen to what he said weeping and complaining.

"...I know all about it."

"I know all these truths." Yarlin's silver hair swept across Peter's side face, arousing some itch.

His heart beat into Peter's chest.

"But, I'm like a fool, punishing myself crazily...Why, those who worry about me don't come back?"

"Why don't they come back!"

His voice was very low, but it revealed hysterical meaning, and the tears fell even more "slap", "slap".

Peter Parker kept opening and closing his hands.He struggled for a long time, hesitated, and finally raised his arms slowly, wrapping them around Yarlin's waist.

The boy's profile was pressed against Yarlin's hair.

"...I can't find them."

"I can't find it anywhere... They don't want me. No matter how miserable I am, they won't come back."

"...I really want to see them."

Peter looked at the gleam of light coming out of the gap in the curtain, and the dust illuminated by the gleam, and half-closed his eyelids.

"I see."

He stroked Yarlin's hair, his heartbeat overlapped with the boy's.The truth pieced together from Yarlin's mouth was something he didn't dare to explore, and it belonged to Yarlin's wounds.

Relying on "sympathy for each other"...

He got permission.

—It's ridiculous.

Peter Parker was leaning against the wall, bearing Yarlin's weight, his fingertips brushed across the boy's eyebrows and rested on his jaw.

"We're going to be fine, right?"

The person in his arms didn't respond to him.

The boy buried his face in his neck without hesitation, breathed on his skin, and shed a tear from time to time, staining his shirt.

a long time.

In the dark room, there was a faint voice.

Like little beasts licking each other's wounds——

"……Um."

Someone responded in a low, dazed manner.