"I am your father." Rania's deepest impression of this sentence came from Star Wars. Other than that, she didn't have any thoughts about "parents."
… The root cause was probably her former guardian.
"I asked where I came from." Rania propped up her chin and looked at the mug in front of Dick while recalling the scene.
"You want to know this? Oh … I didn't think of it. Well, it's time for you to know. I have two theories here, see which one you like. First, you were thrown down by a messy tentacle-like Black Mist, so I guess you are a hybrid of an evil creature and a human. What do you think? "
"… And the second?"
"I gave birth to you."
"… How do I give birth?"
"With [Hua —] …"
Before he could say the word that was censored, Rania picked up a banana and forcefully stuffed the word back into his mouth.
Even now, whenever Rania recalled this conversation, she still felt a burst of anger from the bottom of her heart.
But so far, Dick hadn't mentioned anything about her biological mother, so Rania consciously swallowed the part about Black Mist and only said the rest.
Dick: "Hmm …"
Before coming here, he did investigate Rania and knew who her former guardian was, so he didn't have much expectation about what kind of child he would see … But obviously, this was a time when information was useless.
Dick looked at the angry little girl in front of him who still sat upright, and suddenly began to thank God.
In a situation where her guardian was particularly unreliable, Rania could still grow up to be so quiet and obedient … Her guardian was even more unreliable.
At this time, the right thing to do was to tell Rania what kind of person her father was, in order to wash away the bad impression left by her former guardian. But thinking of this, Dick felt a headache, and he didn't know where to start.
What should he say?
Before meeting Rania, Dick was lucky enough to think that the problem was only related to Bruce, but now he had to admit that the problem was on both sides.
Since he came in, Rania never asked who her biological father was. Although she was friendly enough, she was polite and distant enough, as if she didn't even consider the purpose of his visit.
"Did you ask him to give birth to another one for you to see?" Dick tried to close the distance with a joke.
Unexpectedly, Rania nodded.
She paused and said expressionlessly, "… The next day, he brought a puppy and said it was my brother."
Dick: "…"
Rania: "And when he left, he took Dick with him."
Dick: "… Who?"
The little girl frowned and looked angry, but she still answered obediently, "He named him Dick."
He was sure that Wilson: "…"
He dared say that when Wilson came up with the name, he must have considered the definition of the noun.
He picked up the mug, took a sip, and finally made up his mind. Without hesitation, he looked up at Rania.
"Rania, do you want to meet him?"
The sudden invitation stunned Rania. Her pale blue eyes blinked, and she looked a little confused.
She tilted her head, and just when Dick thought she was going to nod, she suddenly asked, "Do you know who my biological mother is?"
Dick: "…"
This question was even more difficult to answer.
What could be more embarrassing than leaving a child behind when you didn't even know it was there?
— This child seems to have been cloned with your genes.
Dick couldn't help but recall the family's dark faces when the DNA test showed that Rania only had Bruce's genes.
This was both embarrassing and infuriating for Batman.
All this time, Lex Luthor had been using Superman's genes to create clones, but that was the Son of Krypton, after all. There were countless villains who coveted Clark's genes, but stealing Batman's genes seemed inexplicable. Even one of the leaders of the Justice League, Bruce Wayne, was just an ordinary human without any extraordinary powers.
Just like the child conceived after a sperm donation had nothing to do with the sperm provider, Rania and Bruce Wayne actually had nothing to do with each other. For both parties, the best way to deal with it was to never appear in each other's life.
There was no point in lying here, so Dick confessed, "I don't know."
Rania nodded. "I see."
She seemed to be thinking, and her slender, curly eyelashes lowered. Dick watched as it trembled like a light shadow, and swept across the blue flames.
After a moment, Rania looked up and said seriously, "I think it's good as it is now. Thank you."
After her former guardian abandoned her and ran away, Rania immediately pulled him out of her memory, and then added "one day, her biological parents will come to her" to her daily fantasy list. Before tonight, she had rehearsed how to face this scene thousands of times in her mind, and she couldn't get excited even if she wanted to.
But the reason why a fantasy was a fantasy was that Rania never thought it could be realized.
Even when her brother came to her door, the little girl didn't consider whether he would take her back or not. Although life was not good, Rania didn't think she should disturb her biological father's life. Objectively speaking, although she loved the story of Romeo and Juliet, Rania did not think that the love between an ordinary human and an evil creature would have a good ending. From Dick's attitude, her father already had a harmonious and warm family. If he only accepted her out of obligation and the law, Rania felt that it was better for her to live alone.
Of course, it was a little difficult to live a good life now.
Thinking about the spaghetti in the fridge, Rania sighed. "But it's nice to meet you. Do you want to eat spaghetti together? "
In the past, she only cooked for one person. Tonight … she probably had to cook for three people. In that case, she would have to think of a way to save two dinners …
The little girl sadly calculated the amount of spaghetti, but there was no embarrassment or reluctance on her face. Her tone of inquiry was natural as if it was just a formality.
The answer just now was somewhat unexpected to Dick. When he came back to his senses, Rania had already walked to the fridge, opened the fridge door, and revealed the inside.
After seeing the pitifully empty interior of the fridge, Dick swallowed his reply that he was about to take advantage of the situation.
"I have a better suggestion. Why don't we have a big meal to celebrate our meeting?" he asked with a smile.
Rania: "…"
The little girl's eyes lit up. Without hesitation, she closed the fridge and rushed over. Suddenly, she was a little hesitant. She stopped a few steps away, looked up, and asked hesitantly, "… Can I?"
Dick almost laughed out loud, but he still put on a thoughtful expression. "Hmm … Not too expensive?"
I don't have to eat spaghetti anymore!
Rania let out a small cheer in her heart.
"I know a good Thai place not far away," she said seriously. "I promise it won't be expensive."
…
The Thai restaurant that Rania mentioned was not far from the apartment. The source of the information was her classmate and friend.
Due to his aunt's amazing culinary skills, Peter had his meals at the Thai restaurant downstairs all year round. Every year, he had to pay a sum of money to the restaurant. He was a loyal believer of the restaurant.
Rania's cooking wasn't very good. Because of her strange color blindness, she was only slightly better at cooking spaghetti than "unpalatable." Even so, her friend swore that her cooking was better than Aunt Mei's.
Rania tasted the mashed potatoes she had cooked and felt that she could understand her friend's sorrow a little.
But today, she was freeloading! I can eat to my heart's content!
The little girl was in a good mood. She didn't consider that with her pitiful stomach capacity and fragile stomach, if she really did eat to her heart's content, she would vomit in the toilet until the end of time.
She sat opposite Dick, her hands obediently on the table. Under the table, her legs were shaking, and her happy mood was written all over her face.
When Peter opened the door to the restaurant, he immediately saw his friend and an unfamiliar young man sitting face to face in the corner.
"… Huh?"
His small question attracted the attention of the person behind him.
Tony Stark followed his gaze and saw the man and woman in the corner. "Oh, is that your classmate?"
Peter, who was suddenly called out, turned around in shock, his eyes slightly widening. "You … You know her, Mr. Stark?"
Tony changed the topic. "I also know your school report and your absence from the club. After all, I have to consider the possibility that you might lie for special reasons again, don't you?"
Peter, who had once lied to Iron Man in order to catch a criminal, was speechless.
He lowered his head listlessly. "Sorry, I won't do that again."
They had just left the Avengers' base, and Tony happened to go back to the Stark Tower on the way. He took the spider baby back with him, but when he arrived at his house, Tony wanted to put down the child and leave. However, under Peter's expectant gaze, he gave up and reluctantly agreed to have dinner with him.
His idol had condescended to have dinner with him, and the little spider was so excited that his tail almost turned into a propeller. He knew that this was a golden opportunity, so he didn't think about going far and directly settled on the Thai restaurant downstairs. He didn't expect to meet his little friend here.
Tony was searching in his genius brain. After a long time, he finally found some fragmented information. "I remember that you have a good relationship with her?"
"Uh, yes, because, um …" Peter was a little embarrassed. "Because we're … not very popular."
"Is that so?" Tony replied casually. He glanced at the girl's black-rimmed glasses and came to a conclusion. In middle school, nerds who weren't good at socializing weren't very popular. Obviously, this little girl and the baby in pajamas were the same type. It was normal for them to hang out together.
As they spoke, the girl in the corner raised her head and looked around aimlessly. Suddenly, her eyes fell on them.
Not only her, but the guests in the restaurant also recognized that it was the famous Iron Man who entered the door. They all made a suffocating sound, and even some girls covered their mouths to cover their uncontrollable screams.
Walking into the room to attract everyone's attention had become a habit for Tony Stark. He guessed that the girl had also recognized him. Otherwise, why would she keep staring at him? So he lazily lowered his head and asked Peter, "Aren't you going to say hello?"
He followed the excited little spider to the corner and watched as it happily ran over to greet the little girl … Then, the little girl's gaze naturally swept past him without stopping at all. It was so calm that it was as if the place where he was standing was just a mass of air.
Tony: "…?"
Iron Man couldn't help but wonder if this was the first time he had been ignored.
The two little guys quickly gathered together and began to whisper. The girl's expression was still indifferent, but her blue eyes were sparkling as if there were countless little stars hidden in them.
Tony: "…"
Somewhat amused, he had the illusion that he was looking at two little puppies licking each other's fur.
Hearing the footsteps, the young man opposite to the little girl also turned his head, revealing a handsome face that made people jealous. There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and his pair of rippling blue eyes were intoxicating, almost able to attract any girl to indulge in them.
The two of them looked at each other and were slightly surprised to recognize each other.
Why was Bruce Wayne's adopted son here? Tony was a little curious.
The moment he approached, Peter quickly raised his head as if he had installed a "Stark surveillance radar" and excitedly introduced him to Mr. Stark. "Mr. Stark, this is Rania, my friend. She's your loyal fan."
Before he could finish his sentence, Rania was stunned, and her eyes darted to Tony like lightning. The surprise in her eyes didn't seem fake, as if she had just noticed that there was someone here.
The girl held her breath and blinked quickly. She quickly stood up and said politely, "Hello, Mr. Stark."
Her reaction seemed to have reminded Peter. Slightly stunned, he looked at the others and hummed. He took out his phone from his pocket and quickly typed a line of words, before he handed it to Tony.
"Mr. Stark, Rania has a problem with her eyesight. She just didn't see …"
Before he could finish typing, Peter suddenly felt someone touch him. He lowered his head, only to see that it was the young man who was with Rania. The man tapped on his phone and raised his eyebrows, undisguised curiosity and confusion on his face.
The three of them looked at each other, and the little spider continued typing as hard as he could. Very soon, he explained everything he knew.
Rania didn't know that they were discussing her weird color blindness. She was still uneasy about meeting her idol. She gripped the hem of her trench coat and tried not to look away from where she guessed Iron Man's eyes were.
Apart from a few red items and the red badge on Peter's chest, there was nothing in her field of vision.
Strictly speaking, Rania didn't think that her symptoms could be described as simple as color blindness.
In Rania's eyes, there was nothing in this world that wasn't red. It was only when she touched something that they would suddenly appear in her hands. This world … was like a game with a bug. Aside from special circumstances, most of the time, there was nothing but red to Rania.
But this referred to inanimate objects. If it was a life with intelligence, Rania could clearly see it, from insects to whales. Only humans, even under the illumination of the red light, were still in the category of invisible to Rania, just like non-red objects.
For example, in Rania's view, the mask of Iron Man flying in the sky was blank, except for a vertical line in the middle of his forehead … If he didn't turn his head to reveal the red armor, it would look like he didn't have a head.
This made Rania suspicious of the superheroes who were active in the news for a long time. She couldn't understand their aesthetics.
Simply put, when she didn't touch anything, Rania could only see red in inanimate objects. When it came to living things, she could see animals, but not people. She could only see the red clothes they were wearing — if they were wearing them.
The little girl did some calculations and pessimistically believed that she could be considered three-quarters blind.
Most of her unpopularity stemmed from this — most of the time, Rania was 100% cold. Almost everyone felt that she was arrogant to the point that she couldn't see others. Naturally, they began to ostracize her.
But Rania really couldn't see.
This was probably a strange symptom brought about by her bloodline. Rania couldn't explain it to others, so she simply shut her mouth, put on her headphones, and quietly listened to books. Over time, she naturally became the nerdy freak that people around her talked about.
It could be said that it was very tragic to have such a bad reputation.
This strange symptom brought a lot of trouble to Rania's life. It was fine at home, where the furniture was all red. But when she went out, Rania could only try hard to determine the location by listening.
Rania couldn't see Peter typing frantically. She was just surprised by the sudden silence around her. Fortunately, her little friend was loyal and quickly came over to whisper to Rania. Rania also breathed a sigh of relief. Although it was a pity that she couldn't see Iron Man even though it was right in front of her, she quickly turned her attention to the conversation with Peter.
They had just talked about Dick, and Rania introduced Peter to him. Peter let out a "wow" and immediately reacted. He asked eagerly in a low voice, "So you're going to have a home?"
Rania was baffled. "I've always had a home?"
Peter: "Uh, that's different? At least … at least you don't have to eat cereal every day? He has the responsibility and obligation to raise you. "
Rania: "…"
Rania struggled. "I won't do it for cereal …"
Peter said solemnly, "With bacon and sausages."
Rania: "…"
This sentence really sounded very tempting.
Peter glanced at Dick and thought about the complicated look he had just given Rania. "And … he looks pretty good."
Rania tilted her head and didn't say anything.
No matter how good he was, she couldn't see him. She thought.
But in order not to discourage her little friend, she still asked, "What does he look like?"
"Very handsome." Peter glanced and whispered to Rania, "Black hair … blue eyes like yours."
Rania nodded and turned to look at Iron Man. "Where's Mr. Stark?"
"…" Peter felt that it was too pitiful that he couldn't see his idol, Rania, standing in front of him.
So, drawing on all the rhetoric he had learned, he praised Mr. Stark to the heavens, trying to give his friends a good sense of Mr. Stark's charm and excellence.
They asked and answered questions, and enthusiastically praised Iron Man's handsomeness. Spider-man finally shut his mouth in satisfaction, feeling that he had defended his idol's image.
Rania was also satisfied and took the opportunity to satisfy her curiosity.
Now there was only one question left.
She pondered for a moment, tugged at Peter's shirt, and sincerely asked a question she had been wondering for a long time.
She asked, "Is Spider-man wearing pants?"
Among the superheroes active in New York, the one that confused Rania the most was Spider-man. Every time Spider-man appeared, she could only see a person wearing red tights, red gloves, and red boots … But the tights only covered his upper body. In Rania's eyes, his lower body was blank, which made her wonder if Spider-man was wearing pants.
Faced with his little friend's sincere doubts, Peter: "…"
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