Win Wayne

After Bruce left, Damian was unusually not particularly angry.

Probably because, for a moment—although it was a very, very brief moment, he felt that his emotions and his father's emotions were exactly the same.

Just as he feared things he could not understand or explain, so my father feared them.

This fear is so intense and real that it burns like a flame all the time.But it was more terrifying than flames, Damian knew, because flames would not bring such panic.

Damian was still a little annoyed though.

This mood is very delicate. The relationship between Wendy and him has always been bad. This situation is caused by everyone. Damian still accepts it calmly.

But feelings can't be concealed at all.

If you don't hate her, you will be curious about her; if you are curious about her, you can't help but think about her logic.

If you start to think about her logic, whether it is intentional or not, it is to explore her heart.

Regardless of whether Damian admits it or not, it is a well-known fact that Wendy is a very attractive person.

therefore……

Damian forcefully cut off the thought.He stood by the window uneasily and looked out. Gotham was bathed in the clear moonlight. It was a bit strange to say so, but the city exuded a pure and innocent aura, like a baby sleeping soundly in a dream.

Gotham doesn't usually have such a beautiful moonlight.

The full moon tonight made Damian extremely irritable, as if something unexpected was about to happen.

He held his breath, finally gritted his teeth, changed into comfortable clothes, and left Wayne's main house.

safe house.

The wound on his arm was still aching, and Jason frowned unsteadily even when he was asleep.

The good news is that he found cover at the last moment before the explosion, so the injury was not serious; the bad news is that in addition to the sprained arm, the large and small cracks and bruises on the body turned the bath from enjoyment into torture, let alone He still has only one hand that can move freely.

Jason finally decided to give himself a little vacation. Anyway, Gotham has been very safe these days—it's so safe that it makes people shudder.

Maybe it's because the Bat-family as a whole is acting so scary.

Gotham has always been known for chaos, crime and madness, but no economically developed city can be disorderly.

Believe it or not, not only is there order in Gotham, but everyone behaves accordingly.

In Gotham, several major gangs control the power of the city. The leaders of the gangs check and balance each other, and the battles between each other are in flux.

There are too many lunatics in Gotham, and the cost of killing people is too low. Even a boss may die in a desperate suicide attack by a gangster, so the higher the upper class, the more they stick to the rules. The godfather-like demeanor shown in film and television works.

But of course these people couldn't be the godfathers.

Gotham has only one godfather, and Batman is the godfather.

What made Jason feel proud and angry at the same time was that no matter what emotions the city had towards Batman, no matter whether people respected or loathed him, loved or hated him... Anyway, when Batman appeared in this city Gotham will always be open to him, just as Batman knows Gotham like the back of his hand.

The pain continued, far below his tolerance threshold, but not low enough to allow him to fall asleep peacefully.

Shit, Jason thought, maybe he shouldn't take a hot bath before bed.Back when he was wandering around in Gotham, even taking a shower was a luxury, and keeping the basics clean with cold water was more like a job.

How many years had it been since he was adopted?Just because the Red Hood and Batman have reached a strange balance now, he has actually relaxed to this extent...

Jason turned over abruptly, dodging the knife that was heading towards his face.

Only a very slight "chi" sound was heard.

When Jason looked again, the knife had sunk deeply into the soft pillow.

"Tsk tsk," Damian said. "It's a pity that you escaped, Todd."

He sat on the cabinet and looked down at Jason. The small pot of green plants beside his legs swayed with green leaves. The bright and colorful appearance made even the stinky-faced Damian look much cuter.

"...It's you." Although they still didn't deal with it very much, the relationship between the two had eased a lot. Jason slowly relaxed, "What are you doing here?"

"I have something to ask you."

"Is there anything else you need to ask me?" Jason sarcastically said, "Aren't you the most powerful Robin? People who will inherit the identity of Batman in the future need help from people like me?"

"Shut up, Todd." Damian said impatiently, "Put away your excess self-esteem, and stop getting entangled in those one or two failures. I have very important things to know the answer to. At present, you are The most appropriate person to ask questions."

Jason thought about whether he could get the brat out of the room, and then had to give up regretfully: Damian's fighting style is deadly, but it is extremely difficult to tolerate his own failure. Fighting him is easy to hurt both sides, so it is not suitable for him. The object of the joke.

Of course, it's even more impossible for him to have the privilege of being an elder brother and throw Damian out by the collar.

"What do you want to ask?" Jason said.

Damian's expression changed, although it was very subtle, but the brat's expression almost only switched repeatedly between arrogant, more arrogant, and half-smiling. Of course, Jason couldn't ignore this abnormality.

He began to wonder what Damian wanted to ask, and his expression was so tangled—he could actually see hesitation and hesitation on Damian's face!

what a good day todayCould it be that some kind of cosmic will somehow compensated for his injury?

Jason was so happy that he sang in his heart.

He knew he must have been smug because Damian was glaring at him.

This brat actually just glared at him instead of fighting him. What Damian was going to ask must not be a small question, at least it was a question that made Damian sure not to offend him before he got the answer.

For some reason, Jason felt a "thump" in his heart, and felt an ominous chill.

"Wendy." Damian said, "It's related to Wendy."

well.

The premonition came true.

Those ditty tunes rippling in Jason's heart disappeared, and the name and everything related to it seemed like a puncher, punching a small hole in his heart.

too fast.

The first time the name appeared, Jason only felt a emptiness that had lost something.Then he began to feel a little cold, like a little draft.When he finally realized the pain slowly, the cold had already caused him a slight numbness of perception, as if some severe pain was forcibly cut off because it was too intense.

He felt far away from the real world.

Only those vanished minor tunes became clear, and they shone through the small hole into his chest, clear as a stream, and glistening in the sun.He even heard the blue sky through the clear minor tune, and the white birds flying around the green mountains, pecking the plump wild fruits on the branches.

The little tune was full of vitality, so he returned to the world through singing.

Damian silently stared at Jason's suddenly pale face. It was very rare, and Damian chose the most considerate way to deal with it.

He didn't laugh at Jason, nor did he speak evil words, but kept quiet.

"...What do you want to ask?" Jason said, "Since when have you been interested in Wendy? She doesn't like you. You haven't even talked to her much."

"I'm afraid it's not up to you to tell what's going on between her and me, Todd." Damian looked at Jason's face, but endured the really harsh words, "I only have one question to ask."

Jason paused, then suddenly regretted: "I don't want to answer you anymore."

His safe house cannot be said to be an absolute secret place, but the person he wants to hide from is Batman after all. In order to hide his whereabouts, he has done all the preparations and precautions secretly.

The brat collected so much information, investigated so many venues, and finally had to find the right time to sneak out when the bats were not patrolling at night.

Do so many things, just to ask a question.

Still a question about Wendy.

Jason didn't have the energy to think about why Damian would do this for Wendy, who didn't have a good relationship. He backed away slowly from Damian's eyes: "Yes, that's it, I decided to refuse to answer. Where did I come from?" Go back where you came from, you have disappeared for too long, in case the old man is lured here..."

"You have a good relationship with her, but you didn't tell her you're back." Damian ignored Jason's retreat, "Why?"

"..."

"Tell me why, Todd." Damian jumped out of the closet. "I want to know the answer."

"I just don't want her to know the other side of Gotham."

"Lie." Damian said coldly, "When you were resurrected, you were full of malice towards father and others, but you didn't dislike Wendy. It is impossible for you not to tell Wendy that you are back in order to help father and the others keep this secret Now, you are not so weak yet."

"...forever so dumb, always so annoying," Jason said, "at least it helps me make sure it's really you who's asking me."

"It's no use running away, Todd, I'll remember what I asked."

"Why don't you answer my question, what made you interested in Wendy's situation?" Jason asked back, "What's wrong with you? You have finally been nurtured by the family atmosphere to be more humane? Give up your cold assassin In style?"

Damian thought for a moment.

"One answer for another," he said.

"It's two different things."

"No, my answer is also related to Wendy. And it's very important." Damian said, "This answer brought me into Wendy's world. Although you can't be like me, you can at least understand Wendy's world." some part."

Jason was impressed.

He sat down, the high tension may have caused the wound to burst open, he was a little dizzy.

"Wendy is in a bad state. Everyone knows that." He whispered, "When I just came back to life, I—from a certain angle, I could understand her mood."

"Sad? Angry? Painful?" Damian speculated. "Don't be a secret, Todd."

"It's disappointment." Jason said slowly, "What she saw, what she experienced, what she felt. Everything disappointed her so much."

"We've let her down so many times," he said, "that it's just disappointment."