The daily life of Bat Cubs traveling through Yokohama

' That's why I don't like falling into deep sleep. '

The previous experience made that period of pain seem to be deeply imprinted on the soul - obviously the hidden wounds of the body have healed, but when he dreamed back in the middle of the night, he could feel the slightest bit of harm just looking at the memory of himself being inflicted Not bad pain.

So he would rather spend more time on night watch or other distracting things, rather than letting himself fall into a deep sleep, because once he relaxes, the memories he throws in the trash can will be rotten Flavor poured out...

Back to those days - a month?two months? ...Sorry, he can't remember clearly, after all, every day was like a year at that time...

The familiar repertoire was staged in front of Jason again. Even if he closed his eyes and didn't watch it now, he could recall every detail just by listening to the sound, not to mention that the damn place of the show was in his mind.

At that age, I was so confident that I thought I could handle everything by myself.

and then?

Batman once mentioned him before he confronted the Joker, saying that this monster was not like an ordinary criminal - there was no criminal purpose, it was chaos itself, and no one could understand where the guy's mind would jump next.

"If you think you can guess his next move when you face him, then you have often fallen into his trap. If you take it lightly...you will die, understand?" *

And the most annoying thing is that these are what Bruce said.

He broke into the clown's trap like a fool, was easily caught by the clown, and imprisoned in... a secret cell in Arkham.

Facing the brainwashing and torture of the clown who stinks all over his body every day, he persevered because he firmly believed that Bruce would find him.

Whenever he heard footsteps belonging to Batman's boots in the dark room, he expected Bruce to find him this time, even though Bruce came and went in a hurry every time, throwing a criminal in and leaving without stopping for a moment.

This little disappointment doesn't break him, he believes that Bruce just needs time, after all, Batman is the best detective in the world in his mind.

The results of it?

The clown threw a joke at him.

"Little Bird, this is a funny moment for today~ Let's have fun together hahaha~"

a photo.Above is Batman and Robin.

Only this wasn't an old photo of the old days, and the Robin on it wasn't him or Dick, it was...the new Robin.

The second-generation Robin that Batman has forgotten, and Gotham will soon forget a missing Robin, and will only remember the one who is active beside Batman.

"Oh, poor kid, have you forgotten something? You're just a little stray dog ​​he picked up on the side of the street. He threw a Robin uniform sausage and he locked you up~ How sad this development is, you should have It's a pity to become a masterpiece of crime in Gotham..."

Robin didn't pay attention to the clown, his lowered head couldn't see his expression clearly.

"Why don't you have a smile? Come on, let's record this beautiful day," the clown raised Robin's chin, and approached Robin with the camera, "Come on, Cheese—"

"Bang!" The voice of the wooden warehouse sounded.

Jason in the corner raised his hand to the clown without raising his head, and he didn't even need to aim at the clown to hit him between the eyebrows.

The clown's blood splashed all over the wall, but Robin's body was "clean" with only his own blood. In a few seconds, the corpse lying there disappeared into the cell.

"You...killed someone, B wouldn't—" Robin's frozen expression was awakened, and he looked at Jason in the corner in surprise.

"Bruce won't come, even if he kills someone, he won't be able to control me." Jason stood up and pinned Mu Cang back to his thighs, his voice without any emotional ups and downs.

"...I will become like this in the future? Then it's better for me to just lie in the coffin."

"I agree with this." Jason appeared outside the door, and Robin couldn't hear what he was saying through the thick door.

"Are you leaving me?! No, take me out! Please take me out of here!" Seeing the only living person leaving the secret room, Robin unconsciously panicked.

At this time, the footsteps of bat boots came from the low window above the cell.

"Bruce! I'm here!" Robin turned his face and forgot about the person he had just spoken to, and his eagerness was conveyed to Jason's ears in his screams.

"I'm sorry..." The one stepping on the combat boots was not Batman with a black bat on his chest, but a red hood wearing a red bat uniform soaked in blood and sin, "I... became like this... I want to save you more than anyone else, but..."

The sound of Robin's yelling from the ground continued. Jason tilted his head halfway and then stopped. He turned his head and lifted his foot to leave.

'Robin, you're already dead. '

Subsequently, the building above the ground exploded.

'When people come back from the dead, they are no longer who they used to be. '*

After the intense light, the world fell into endless darkness.

'Goodbye, Robin. '

……

In the dark there was a path of weak light, and at the end of the path was a red door.

'In a short past life. '

'I was a circus kid, living the life of a normal kid, and my idol was flying Dick Grayson. '

'I used to be a waif in Crime Lane, living a life of thieves, and my biggest wish every day was to steal a rich man and eat a full meal. '

'I used to be the sidekick of the coolest superhero in the world, and lived a life of cleaning Gotham trash, which by the way was awesome every day, and the thing I wanted the most was to be better than the last one, Be the best Robin your partner can agree with. '

'Then……'

'I am dead. '

’ This was the short life of my previous life. '

'I opened my eyes again, and I returned to the world, but...'

'What am I?who I am?Am I still Jason Todd? '

Some picture fragments emerged in the darkness, playing silent films like old film flickering on and off.

The adult vigilantes in the Outlaw Base are chasing and fighting, the uniformed vigilantes on the Tamaran starship are discussing the battle plan with serious expressions, and the vigilantes on the strange planet are full of faith on their faces and passionately fighting each other... …

In the Robin base, the intern vigilantes are discussing something around the props on the table. The little boy’s serious words make the little girl on the opposite side look helpless, and the little girl in the holographic image is watching quietly. with all this...

On the terrace, the teenagers and their friends sang songs and poems against wine, and there was always a troublesome spirit on the way back from saving lives...

And, the innocent smiling faces of every rescued child...

……

The hand in the tactical glove gripped the red doorknob, and the white light outside the door half-spread into the darkness.

The black-haired boy with white hairs continued to push open the door, and took a step forward.

'Now--'

'I, Red Hood, an outlaw. '

' Here, say hello to the world. '

The author has something to say:

Aunt hurts QAQ... Today is only short... Tomorrow or someday I will make up the number of words to which chapter...

*Cup Noodles really warned Barrel like this...

*My most impressive words in Tongge QAQ

There is also the last chapter*I don’t seem to have made it clear...that sentence comes from the dialogue that the barrel magazine had with itself in the hallucination near Kulak.

I'm following the same line, but in Arkham.

Jason here died in Arkham, there is a private setting.The details may be said in the extra episode or in the comprehensive English Miri.The Dixie world probably won't be covered too much here.

In fact, there are still plays later on, but Jason doesn't want to watch them. What follows is another "joke" by the clown...

Here is not the 3 years of the novel, here is a few months.

Otherwise... All he has to do is go back quickly and take revenge on B. If it's 3 years of brainwashing, the clown will do it... Everyone will collapse, right?

If tomorrow is not so uncomfortable, maybe I will write a little longer...

The message in this chapter is still the lucky little red envelope

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