Chapter 4

Yuna was stunned for a moment and took the bread by accident.

When she regained consciousness, she was already standing in front of the door of a small apartment.

Yuna: "..."

Yuna calmly began to plan how to escape, and after considering her physical condition and equipment supply, she finally decided to give up.

And according to her intuition, even in peak condition, she might not be able to escape.

So, how did she lose all her sanity and leave with this man?

Yuna knew that her level of vigilance had reached the point of neurosis. But the price she paid in the past was too great, and she couldn't get rid of this habit at all.

As the man walked into the house, he said, "My name is Steve Rogers."

He took out the hemostatic bandage from the box: "Do you need my help?"

"...!" Yuna took a step back.

Mr. Rogers smiled: "It smells of blood."

"..." Are you a dog nose? ?

The man stood in front of Yuna, and his tall body enveloped her like a hill.

Yuna thought of her situation and chose to surrender.

Well, Mr. Rogers' temperament also plays a part in that.

A six-year-old girl and a grown man, there is nothing to be embarrassed about. Yuna only hesitated for a moment and then pulled away the clothing from the wound.

The blond man's expression suddenly turned cold, and his murderous aura made Yuna irrationally have the idea of ​​​​escape.

Scars can be seen everywhere on the girl's thin body, and the most eye-catching ones are the holes that are still leaking blood. It's hard to imagine what she went through, and she was even wandering outside alone.

"What happened? Can you tell me?" Mr. Rogers squatted down, looked at Yuna, and asked seriously.

The little girl said nothing.

Rogers knew her guard must be very high, so he was undeterred. He was about to continue speaking when he saw her purse her lips, point to her throat, and shake her head....can't speak?

The man lowered his head and didn't ask any more questions. He just treated her wound again with careful and gentle movements.

During this process, the girl said nothing.

Rogers saw that her steel-blue eyes were unwavering, as if those injuries were not caused by him at all.

Either he is born slow, or he is...

She has become accustomed to such pain and has even experienced more painful injuries, so she has a high pain tolerance.

This is not a good thing.

Of course, there are pros and cons to her following him back.

SHIELD has never given up its "observation" of him. There is a high probability that the little girl's identity and what she has experienced will be found out, and those villains who hurt children will be punished.

But this also means that if there is a problem with her identity - refer to him for specific cases - then SHIELD's approach is somewhat unflattering.

Rogers took care of the wound and brought her another glass of milk. He took a sip first before placing it on the table.

Now the distance between him and the girl is kept within a range that gives the illusion of safety. Rogers knew how to get someone to let down their guard and gain trust. After all, he had met many adults and children who were just like little girls.

Sure enough, she paused and picked up the milk. It seemed that she was very thirsty. The little girl drank a large glass of milk and almost choked.

Rogers smiled helplessly: "It doesn't matter, drink slowly."

[Drink slowly, don't choke. ]

Yuna lowered her eyes.

She missed Jason.

However, she had experienced the feeling of being alone in a strange place many times. Thinking about it, Yuna quickly sorted out her emotions and tried to make her brain work faster.

She looked at the man quietly.

The clothes have a strong sense of age, the temperament is extraordinary, and the strength is not low visually.

He seemed to be easier to deceive, but when she first saw him, the cold darkness in his eyes and the murderous aura he showed later told her that this man must not be messed with.

He was a man who had been on the battlefield and had countless lives on his hands.

Rogers felt her scrutinizing gaze and raised his eyebrows without saying anything, nor did he tell the little girl that he had noticed her previous intention to steal the bread.

But he still took her home.

After a while, there was a knock on the door. His expression turned cold for a moment, then he stood up and walked towards the door - Yuna noticed that he didn't make the slightest sound while walking.

"Captain." It seemed like a man came from outside the door. He said, "We need to talk about this unknown person you picked up casually."

"You don't need to interfere in my affairs, and you have no right to interfere."

"We are considering your safety, Captain, please understand. Moreover, her identity is very suspicious."

Yuna knocked on the wall of the cup, already planning an escape route in her mind.

planAplanBplan...

"I will watch her, and I will bear the consequences myself. I can guarantee that she will not do anything that harms society. Please leave."

The final tone was cold and tough, leaving no room for rebuttal.

"..." Yuna raised her eyes, looked at the blond man, and pursed her lips.

The door was closed again.

"As you think," he shrugged, "my identity is not ordinary, so I can barely protect you. Let's get to know each other again, Steve Rogers. My name."

As expected, the little girl didn't react.

If you are a normal person, you should have thought of Captain America by now.

Steve Rogers, AKA Captain America, sat across from the girl and asked, "In exchange, can you tell me your name too?"

This time the little girl did not hesitate or hesitate. Whether it was sincere or disguised, at least she wrote a name on the table with water--

[Yuna]

Steve chose to believe it was the real name.

He laughed and rubbed the top of the girl's hair: "Is one piece of bread enough? If not, I can cook for you."

Yuna shook her head and continued to eat bread. In fact, this piece of bread is quite a lot.

After eating the bread, before Yuna could think about what to do next, she was ordered by Mr. Rogers to stay in the room he had just cleaned up and rest.

As for Mr. Rogers, he made a floor bunk in advance.

Yuna: "..."

Ha, rest? What a waste of time and life, especially on such meaningless activities as sleeping during the day!

Little Yuna said, why should I sleep? It's not like she can't move.

Mr. Rogers smiled.

Under his kind elder gaze, Yuna rolled onto the bed in silence.

Well, she would compromise this time - it would be good for herself anyway, so she would just have to sleep hard.

After all, it seemed like she had nothing else to do at the moment.

Yuna was certain that this was not a parallel world. During her escape, she did not find cities like Gotham and Metropolis on the map at all. Since there is no Gotham, there is no Gotham giant Bruce Wayne.

So this is one of the few pieces of good news.

It's not that she has any bad feelings towards this father, but this way she doesn't have to worry about her identity being exposed, and she doesn't have to worry about a series of bad things that will happen after her identity is exposed.

Yuna's recovery from her injuries was astonishingly fast, and she was completely healed in one night as long as she rested peacefully.

The little girl who was awakened by a certain soldier at four o'clock quickly woke up, tilted her head, looked at the man's back being obscured by the door, and then jumped out of the window.

Perfect landing.

Steve noticed that she had followed him out and said disapprovingly: "You should have a good rest."

Yuna pointed at him and then at his ear.

Steve: "..."

OK - if he had known better, he would have been gentler - in fact, he thought that the girl was injured and had been wandering for a while, so she would have slept soundly.

"You're badly injured."

"Ah." So?

"..."

The girl rolled her eyes, immediately performed a backflip for him and said: This is nothing at all.

Steve quickly stepped forward to check, only to find that the wound had scabbed over. His eyelashes fluttered slightly, he looked up at the little girl who was blinking softly, and shook his head helplessly, with a smile in his eyes: "Recovering well."

He said loudly - as if he deliberately wanted others to hear: "Although strenuous exercise is still not allowed, it is still good to go out and exercise. Be careful of wounds."

Could Steve Rogers lie?

How could he lie? The answer is obvious, isn't it?

Yuna then got the opportunity to act.

After seeing Steve's inhuman speed, Yuna began to be glad that she had not implemented the escape plan directly - a waste of time, energy, feelings, and trust that had to be captured in the end.

But - I have to say that Steve's Harley is very cool, and Yuna fell in love with it as soon as she saw it.

Steve took her with him and said he was going to buy girl's supplies.

Yuna raised an eyebrow.

Why did he bother so much—could he want to adopt her? How can it be.

What is she thinking about? This is not her world at all, and she wants to go back.

Gotham is her home.

Perhaps because the blond man could easily give people a sense of security, little Yuna finally shed her disguise, took off her hood... and held his hand.

Little Yuna shook it gently.

feel good.

If this is her father, it seems that she can also consider looking for Wayne to play as her adoptive father in the future.

Plan pass√.

Mr. Rogers didn't know what children liked to wear at the moment, so he took her to a clothing store and let Yuna choose what she liked. Yuna looked at it and pointed at something ordinary.Out of habit, she doesn't like to stand out.

will die.

That one was not expensive, and just as Mr. Rogers gently told her to pick a few more, another voice with a faint sourness sounded.

"Hey, little girl, what a coincidence, we meet again."

The clerk looked at the man and was extremely confused: "This is a women's clothing store, and this area sells children's clothing, which is not a brand. How did you come here?"

"—Mr. Stark?