"That would be too troublesome. Sigh, you always make simple things complicated." Harley patted Damian on the head. She knew that whether it was Little Superman or Mister Mxyzptlk, they were probably far smarter than she was, but the two of them, Damian included, all had the same flaw.
Simply put, they were too used to going it alone and solving everything themselves. They didn't know how to make use of other people.
Her own Little Bee didn't have that problem. Whenever he could get someone else to do something, he would never do it himself, and he lived far more easily and freely because of it.
The group still held strawberry cake in their hands, but their gazes followed Harley's toward the side.
Crazy Jane: "???"
The girl who was stuffing cake into her mouth nearly choked. She didn't understand why everyone was looking at her like that. Their eyes were so intense.
Was she eating too much? No, this was only her third slice.
Then did she have too much cream on her face? She wiped it, but there was nothing there.
Harley merely watched her reactions with a smile, then beckoned like a wolfish grandmother.
"Hee hee, come here, sister. Come stand beside me and let me get a good look at you."
They were about five or six meters apart. The Database was quite large, and everyone had found somewhere to sit and eat. After all, not everyone was used to eating while standing.
The Adjutant had sent the cake for Harley to eat, and the liquor had been airdropped for her to drink. She had taken them out to share with everyone, so even if the food and drinks were cheap, people still had to appreciate the gesture.
Besides, Crazy Jane was currently the apparent