The daily life of Bat Cubs traveling through Yokohama

To this day, Chuya still can't believe it, that person just disappeared...

That's... big red...

'How could...', 'Impossible...', 'Shouldn't...', '...'

All the words of denial have been circling in his mind since the day he got the news.

until--

After he returned to Yokohama, he came to that place directly with his supernatural power, floating in mid-air and saw that... deep pit.

The surrounding area with the pit as the center is flat, and there is no inexhaustible flame. It only extends outward for a certain distance, and you can see trees, forests and rocks falling towards the periphery.

But there was nothing in the pit, it was so clean that it seemed that there had never been any buildings or flat land on it, only one or two scorched traces remained here, as if they were echoes from the past.

When he came back, grass sprouts began to emerge from the bottom of the pit...

Back at the Mafia headquarters at the port, he was like a machine, reporting his duties word by word.

The leader seemed to have noticed something, but he didn't ask any more questions. He just sighed and said something like a pity, and then handed him a paper bag of documents.

In the eyes of the subordinates, the newly promoted cadres still have the same reliable demeanor, and the steps they take are still able to walk out of the momentum of [-] meters.

But Zhong Zhong also returned to his office, and after blocking everyone's sight, he couldn't help clenching his fists.

He took a deep breath on the seat, opened the file bag, and took out a thick stack of papers.

At the top was a stapled booklet, a thin one containing a brief account of local intelligence during his absence in Yokohama.

He quickly went through the content and put it aside, before he put it on the table, the content of the following page broke into his cobalt blue eyes.

The fingertips wearing black gloves trembled, and the paper in his hand suddenly lost its fulcrum, flying around before sliding to the ground, spreading around the desk.

Zhong also came back to his senses, and in disbelief picked up a piece of paper with the image of the red hood printed on it - a secret arrest warrant from the overlord country that could station troops in their country.

He picked up the next piece of paper in a similar form, which was a wanted warrant belonging to a certain country in the European region.

next... and next...

These on the ground, almost—all of them.

……

After leaving the port of Mafia, Nakahara returned home, leaning his elbows on the backrest, lying on the sofa, staring blankly at the ceiling.

It's been a long time.

"Tsk." Zhong also withdrew his gaze, his eyebrows furrowed as if suppressing something, he looked at the transparent wine cabinet not far away, "I missed the appointment...but you..."

"Don't expect me to keep the good wine for you." Zhongya walked to the wine cabinet aggressively, took out the bottle of wine that had been treasured for a long time, and poured it into the beer glass beside him as if venting, like a first-timer. The hairy boy who tasted the wine took a big gulp, "Well, I won't leave you a drop...cough cough..."

After being choked, Chuya immediately lost interest, put down the wine glass he had only taken a sip from, and forgot to put the cork back, and left the living room in a hurry.

He took a car key from the entrance and rushed to the underground garage.

The main gate of the basement was slowly raised, and Chuya suddenly noticed that a dark red motorcycle appeared at the end of the basement abnormally.

This one was supposed to be parked in its own place in the basement like any other pink or black motorcycle...

"Not good!" Nakaya's blue eyes slightly opened, he realized something was wrong, and rushed over.

And just as he took a step in, the red dot above the gate made a beeping sound and flickered at the same time.

then--

"boom!"

The center of the explosion set off a shock wave, and the bearings and parts scattered and rolled to the ground after the sound.

A dark red screw flew towards Chuya's eyes, and when it was about to rub into his eyes, a red light appeared all over the screw, and it stopped immediately one centimeter in front of him.

"Ding——" the screw lost the shackles of gravity and fell to the ground.

Chuya lowered his head, his face under the hat was covered with a large shadow.

He clenched his fists tightly, his hands trembling slightly, and a forbearable voice came out of his throat, "Tai—zai—"

After a while, Zhongya walked towards the wreckage of the car body. Every step was so heavy that it seemed that the floor could be cracked even without the use of supernatural powers.

When walking to the middle of the basement, a garage door next to Zhongye closed and opened with a bang.

Hearing the movement, Zhong also looked in this direction fiercely with an angry face, but when he saw the modified locomotive parked safely inside, he paused in place with a dazed expression.

A low-key dark red locomotive with a vaguely super-technical style stood quietly on the platform.

It was a gift that Jason said solemnly the next day after he gave the so-called late birthday gift, that it was not counted, and that he "give it back" after a period of time.

It was impossible to refuse in every possible way, saying that it was a tailor-made car that only he could drive well, which made him dumbfounded at the time...

Now, on the windshield of this locomotive, there is a sticky note.

Nakaya stepped forward, tore it off, and held it in his hand to check.

reads above.

——Has the slug idiot been fooled by me?I painted red paint on your other 'beloved' motorcycle, does it look like the original you have in front of you?

— But...how did you feel just now?Hehe, seeing with my own eyes the feeling of losing something important, how could I forget to share it with Chuya.

——Hey, yes, I unilaterally announced that you will be expelled, and you will not be able to use anything related to outlaws, so you can continue to stay in that lair full of evil blood.

There are also hats and crosses painted on the back, and some messy words like 'stupid' are written all over the back of the note.

"This bastard..." Chuya folded his right hand, clenched the post-it note into a ball, took out the lighter, lit it and threw it on the ground.

The small ball of paper burned quickly, and Nakaya sat on the platform with his back against the locomotive, looking at the small ball of flames with a vague expression.

Before it was about to go out, Nakaya took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it and didn't smoke it, just held it between his fingertips and let it burn quietly.

A wisp of smoke dangled from the fingertips, and a spicy smell soon filled the space.

The flames quickly consumed the last residue, leaving a pinch of ash.

The room fell into complete darkness.

Only around Nakaya's neck, there seems to be something that occasionally reflects a momentary luster under the soft moonlight shining in through the small window on the high place.

There seems to be something wrong.

Although Jason himself felt that he needed to rest for a long time, after all, it was very difficult for him to get out of bed now. On the first day he just woke up, there was no pain in his body.

It was only today that he was able to get out of the bed by himself without Dazai's support.

but……

It's been three days.

Akutagawa didn't show up once, and Xiaoyin only made a video call, occasionally mentioning that he was busy with work, and then hastily ended the call.

"Hey, why are you alone..." Dazai just entered the base, saw that Jason was not in the bedroom, and rushed to help him, "I told you, call me on the channel if you have something to do, I'm always online..."

Jason leaned against the bookshelf, flipping through the pages of the book, raised his head when he heard the words, and had no choice but to put the book back under the insistence of Dazai's eyes.

"I'm fine, look, I'm fine—his~" When Jason spread his arms to show himself, he forgot that his right hand was still bandaged and pulled the injured muscle.

"Yes, yes, you are fine. The problem is me, maybe I am completely blind~" Osamu Dazai walked around to his left side, which is relatively well healed, skillfully avoiding the wound that has already memorized the location , supported Jason's arm, and coaxed a child to agree, but it still sounded so weak.

Jason glanced at Dazai slightly annoyed, but when he saw Dazai's profile, he noticed the black and blue under Dazai's right eye, and couldn't help asking: "Are you two so busy? Why don't I help you? I'm lying on my bones now."

"..." Dazai's footsteps paused invisibly, and then he said nonchalantly, "It's not the time for the injured to play, so you should take a good rest. You know, this time... things are like this Big, there are a lot of finishing touches. Xiaoyin and... Akutagawa went to deal with the black organization, and Zhong and I also sorted out the war damage and the government's 'compensation' in...the port Maifa. So, there is no trouble now It’s just some tedious and trivial work.”

"Indeed..." Jason laughed lowly, "It looks very cumbersome... After all—it's such a large amount of work."

"It's good that you can understand, it's not that I don't want to take you, Jay Bird. I... what we hope to see is that you get better as soon as possible."

"Is that true?" Jason stood in front of the console, staring at Osamu Dazai.

"What are you talking about, Jay Bird," Osamu Dazai couldn't hold back the smile on his face under Jason's eyes, "No one wants to see you back to health sooner."

"Then can you tell me—" Jason narrowed his eyes, "why it only takes one night to heal you and Zhong, but after three days, it's difficult for me to get off the ground?"

"That's because..." Osamu Dazai's voice disappeared into Jason's slightly vigilant eyes.

"Don't tell me it's the physical problem of the supernatural user. I know the treatment process very well. Indeed, some injuries need to be recuperated for a few weeks, but that does not include muscle injuries and other injuries that do not affect the root cause."

Jason then turned on the computer at the base, and casually poked a few buttons, "If even this kind of injury can't heal immediately, then it can't be called alien technology—oh, don't act like you are. Knowing that this is what alien technology looks like, I believe that in the process of replicating here, you have already noticed some situations where it is difficult to break through the technological barriers without key materials--am I right?"

"I..." Osamu Dazai felt that his throat was dry, and it was difficult to make a sound.

"So——you're not a bandage kid." Jason said decisively.

"Then—who do you think I am?" The boy's expression seemed to be half lost, and he could only maintain a constant smile at a loss, but his iris-colored eyes were full of bewilderment.

Jason said with a strange expression: "You are, Osamu Dazai."

"Then why..."

"But—you are another Osamu Dazai."

"..." Osamu Dazai smiled vainly, "Are you sure? You gave all the authority to 'me' Oh, I occasionally broke the instrument due to curiosity... This situation is not impossible Let's do it."

Jason looked at the expression on Dazai's face, and for some reason, he always had the illusion that he was about to bully and cry, but—he was the one who was deceived, okay...

Ignoring the inexplicable "guilty", Jason directly pointed out that something was wrong, "The computer here cannot connect to the outside network. It just... seems to be connected to the 'network', but it is made by you' False world', needing to keep up with my random access speed and update the content in time is really - a lot of work. But... this has to make me wonder, how do you do it? And, why do you To do this?"

Dazai may have never seen some of the Kryptonian language on the healing device, but with his alien-like head, he can definitely deduce a whole set of language logic, and weave it decently.

But in everything here, including the computer, he has habitually added another language—the language of Tamaran.

That's the native language of the alien princess, Spark, in Jason's Outlaws.

The way to call out that language is according to the habits of the Tamaran people. It is very difficult to come up with this language by accident. Since he came to this world, he has never used it once.

No matter how genius Dazai is, he has to meet him at least once before he can imitate it.

Changing from 1 to 100 is easy for Dazai.

But from 0 to 1?How can you know the whole picture of something you have never seen before?

The most important point is that Jason's mother box cannot be teleported in a short distance at all, and the "least" is the degree of traveling across the world.

Therefore, once he decided that it was not the same world, the flaws were naturally exposed one after another.

"You'll know, but not now..."

Seeing Dazai's begging expression that made Jason think he was dazzled, Jason held his breath, and finally stopped using the Batman's exploration and interrogation abilities.

Anyway... this world is neither his world nor the world of 'Dazai Osamu', so it doesn't have much to do with him, does it?

In his original world alone, there are countless numbered universes, and even the Justice League will not be able to save all the worlds, unless other worlds take the initiative to send out invitations for help.

"So, how long?" Jason gave up asking, and didn't bother to think too much, he could see that the Dazai in front of him had no ill intentions towards him.

If the other party wanted to kill him, he would have killed him a few days earlier; if there was any attempt, forget it...

The replica of this room knows that there is no useful information left on him that the other party does not know.

In fact, the replica healing device... the effect is quite good, it is probably replaced by other materials, but it does not have the immediate effect of alien technology.

As for why the "handwriting" in his two silently written novels is almost the same here, Jason didn't go into details, it was just a mysterious force, or he traveled to the world of the same body like him.

In any case, his own universe is quite "wonderful", and there is also a Batman "fan" who can rewrite reality - the five-dimensional little devil. Jason said that he is used to seeing big winds and waves, and he is used to it...

"It's almost time for your injury to recover." This Dazai returned to his usual smile, just like Jason's expression when he met Dazai at close range for the second time, "At that time, I will also help you leave this world."

"...Don't I need to do anything?" Jason was really puzzled, and he was still embarrassed to take in the 'stranger' kindly, "Although this place...cough, but this place belongs to you, you didn't just throw me away Get out, I'm very grateful, I mean... let me help you with something? As a... payment."

"I never thought of asking you to return anything," Dazai said softly with his eyes closed, "You just need to get better soon, and that's enough."

"..." Such pure kindness to him made Jason at a loss, he hesitated, "Is it really unnecessary?"

"If you knew I was working now, you wouldn't ask that question."

"What else can you do?" Jason asked confused, "Aren't you a mafia?"

Dazai was stunned for a moment, as if he was amused, "Hehe... You are right in saying that."

"I don't seem to have introduced myself yet," Dazai Osamu said under the eyes of the other party "tell me", "Hello, I am the current leader of Mafia at the port, Dazai Osamu, please take care of me."

Jason looked at Dazai in surprise, a little surprised, but not so surprised.

"Well, you people here are always so polite... I'm Red Hood from Earth-816, Jason Todd."

a few days later.

Jason is basically recovering from his injuries, at least he can resist the recoil when using various weapons.

After opening the skylight to speak honestly that time, Akutagawa Gin no longer took the initiative to contact him. Dazai asked Jason if he would let her come to see him, but he directly refused.

He couldn't tell the difference between them. If he wanted to talk about the reason, it was as simple as he was only close to Jason in that world.

"So, why are you doing this?"

In the deep alley where Jason first arrived in this world, he looked at Dazai who was doing preparations near the wall, and finally couldn't help asking.

This area has been cleared by the subordinates brought by Osamu Dazai. As for why he came here, Dazai said that it would be easier to follow the remaining space traces and return to the corresponding world before coming.

Through the past few days of understanding, Jason knew that the influence of Mafia, the port of this world, had spread to Kanto, and the influence of the dark place had almost radiated the whole of Japan.

Based on his understanding of Osamu Dazai, he doesn't think that Dazai is obsessed with power. This is not like a job that Dazai likes.

Although... Dazai doesn't really like the job, but to be a 24-hour "community animal"?This is beyond his understanding of the man named "Dazai Osamu".

Osamu Dazai stopped what he was doing, turned around and said jokingly to Jisen, "If I say... I'm saving the world, would you believe it?"

"Huh?" Jason raised his eyebrows, "By becoming the city's biggest crime?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't believe it, I'll just say it casually," Dazai Osamu shrugged, "After all, I'm a born mafia."

"No, I believe it." Jason then denied Dazai's last sentence, "No one is born to be anything."

He doesn't know how Dazai protects the world in this way, but he is an extraordinary vigilante under the eyes of various Chaoying "disapproving", and he has no position to evaluate other people's methods.

Jason suddenly thought of something again, and complained, "Unless you are a Kryptonian outside the earth."

"Aliens can still be divided into those on the earth and those outside the earth?" Osamu Dazai couldn't help laughing.

"You can say that." Jason didn't explain much. For this world, aliens don't exist yet, so it doesn't make much sense to say these things.

"It's really interesting," Dazai Osamu did not continue to ask, but seemed to see something through Jason's green eyes, "Your world must often have unexpected things happen? I really want to..."

"Go with you and see for yourself..."

"You get used to it after seeing it a lot, and then you will find that no matter which world it is, it still works like that."

"I know." Osamu Dazai just smiled and didn't say any more.

What he wants to see is...'s novel, or the world in Jason's eyes, that's all.

"Okay, we're ready to start."

After everything was ready, Dazai stood by the wall, waiting for Jason to stand up and take his place.

"You really don't want to explain?" Although Jason reluctantly believed Dazai's so-called saving the world, he felt that the reason was perfunctory, "The Dazai in my eyes never cared whether the world would die, let alone take the initiative to save the world gone."

It's not so much that Dazai won't take the initiative, but Dazai doesn't refuse to act with him, and is passive to help others, so... there must be some key reason that he doesn't know.

"Because I'm not the Osamu Dazai you know."

"You are Osamu Dazai, this will not change," Jason looked at his evasive iris eyes, and said seriously, "Just like the fact that I am Jason Todd."

Jason knew that no matter how difficult it was to ask the reason, he didn't force Dazai, he just hoped that this person could find the true desire of his own will, instead of... as if resting on some other illusory thing.

Guard the world?Maybe... But Jason intuitively thinks that this is not Dazai's fundamental motivation, but may be one of the necessary conditions in order to do certain things.

Osamu Dazai looked at Jason with a complicated expression for a long time, he sighed, and said a little out of habit, "Ja...Jason..."

"Stop—" Jason said with a slight headache, "You can call it whatever you're used to, but...well, it's only for today. By the way, what did you want to say just now?"

"...it's nothing." Dazai shook his head, showing a reassuring smile.

'It's really lucky to see you...'

"Then, I have something to tell you." Jason walked to his seat, and waved at Dazai as if he wanted to whisper something.

Dazai took half a step forward, leaning over to listen carefully, but the touch on his head made him stunned.

The boy was so close to him that he could easily feel the warm breath in his ears.

"Thank you for protecting the world, thank you for your hard work, Dazai."

The feeling of kneading on the head disappeared, and Dazai watched Jason withdraw that hand in a daze, then turned his back and waved at him.

"Seeya."

"Boom!"

The sonic boom channel was opened, and the boy walked straight there without hesitation or turning back.

Seeing Jason's back gradually disappear into the twisting space that was closing, Dazai twitched the corner of his mouth slightly.

"Goodbye, Jaybird."

……

Another world at the same time.

"Ha, I caught it this time." Roy picked up the flashing arrow and inserted it into the interface of the base console, proudly saying.

Since he missed Xiao Xiaojie's spatial fluctuation signal last time, he has been languid all night because of it. After that, he didn't go out much and took the initiative to stay as a person stationed at the base.

Today, when he finally dozed off and was about to fall asleep on the ground, the special arrow caught the signal from Xiao Xiaojie's weak travel through time and space.

"The little hero special train provided by Jun. Huokut. is about to depart. Please sit tight and support the passengers on the train~" Roy talked to himself excitedly, while stabilizing the signal channel and guiding the direction of the "train" .

"Hey, it's done~" Roy stretched his waist, walked to the lounge, and yawned, "Ugh—the brain of a genius needs to rest."

"Have a nice trip, Jaybird. And, good night."

……

Fuyuki City.Zeta device base.

Xiao Sakura secretly ran to the base, this was the first time she had come here by herself in the past few days.

She squatted on the steps of the Zeta device with the Robin puppet in her arms, curled up against the pillar and closed her eyes.

Suddenly, she covered her chest, feeling the blood all over her body was boiling.

"Brother..." Sakura murmured as if she was being tempted by something, and walked up the steps, and the start-up lights of the Zeta devices lit up one by one.

Sakura stood in the center of the Zeta device, closed her eyes, and her purple hair floated slightly without wind.

From a blurred perspective, she seemed to "see" something.

At this moment, the only place she wants to go is...

In the dark, the mystery collides with the mystery, and the desire of the heart and the yearning of the heart are intertwined.

On the purple braided rope, in the dark red crystal, there seems to be some liquid flowing slowly.

……

"Boom!"

At night, a strange distortion appeared in a corner near the beach that no one noticed.

Then, a figure spit out from the low sky.

To be exact, it was the figure of a big dumpling hugging a small dumpling.

To be more precise, it was Jason and Sakura.

"Ahem..." Jason stood up with the help of the pier, and shook his dizzy head again, "Fxx... no, Sakura, you can't listen. Don't make an innocent face, and I'll settle the score with you later."

Jason felt that his amount of time travel was going to exceed the limit. In less than a few days, he traveled twice in a row.

The most annoying thing is that both times the landing method is substandard - not super British at all.

As for Sakura...

During the crossing, Jason felt his wrist drop, and suddenly there was a "thing" hanging on his arm.

Jason looked at his arm, and the next second after being frightened, he picked up Sakura reflexively and wrapped him in his arms.

The dizziness of the two of them had almost dissipated, Jason let out a long sigh of relief, then seemed to smell something, frowned and took another deep breath.

"It won't be..."

Jason stood up abruptly, Sakura didn't care much about the surrounding affairs, she just tilted her head to look at him and stretched out her arms.

Jason didn't refuse, he picked up the little girl, took a few steps away from the bottom of the bridge, and walked onto the shallows.

A huge city sign caught Jason's eyes, making him stop suddenly.

Sakura tilted her head to look at Jason, her eyes seemed to have doubts about "where is this".

"This is—" Jason looked at the city in front of him inexplicably, and the corner of his mouth pulled a subtle arc, "Home, sweet home."

A large and a small figure passed the city sign and gradually disappeared into the night.

Against the backdrop of the inextricably dense fog, a beam of light hit the clouds, vaguely reflecting a terrifying black shadow.

At the entrance of the city, under the perennial erosion of the salty sea breeze and the smell of chemical air, the edge of the metal sign showed the rust under the paint.

reads above.

——Welcome to Gotham City

The author has something to say:

——Yokohama·Under the Red Hood·End——

Cough, there is still a little side story, I will be back, don't be afraid.

I just think the end of the text is just right here.

Send him home before Jie Bird's birthday is over.

101 chapters of the long story (bushi completed~

If you are interested, Kang Yikang will accept my article in advance~

[Comprehensive] Ability makes me bump into people

Yu Chuan experienced a classic light novel-style time travel - a car accident

However, it was not until he experienced a car accident again after time travel and rebirth that the memory gift package was long overdue.

He once mistakenly believed that he had a tendency to have multiple personalities, and that his memory recovery was due to the occasional flashes of past life memories.

——In fact, he possessed supernatural powers without realizing it.

Later, he basically figured out his own abilities.

When dressing up with elements of the characters in the previous life, random triggers of different abilities complete the character's personality and skills.

Personalities that have changed in the past always have various uses, except——

When he was wounded and bandaged, he always wanted to die on the spot... So who is this character? !

(The copywriting is useless... I am working hard QAQ)

The ending is very dixie (bushi, the end of the first volume of Super Heroic Manga is almost an open ending... After all, the story of the hero is endless.

Chapter 100... because the code words of the explosive liver are too cool (the author has turned into Red Robin at this moment... 1.6w, I thought I could finish the code in the early morning, who gave me the confidence? Crying)...

Obsessive-compulsive disorder means 101 million points of discomfort...

Author dish, don't expect too much QvQ

Maybe reading the manga... I think the open style is the best.

Superheroes are always on the way to save others or save the world...

How to say that sentence... Death is Chaoying's best retirement plan_(:_」∠)_

However, there should be no comprehensive British and American content in the extra episode. This article is classified as Japanese manga.