Her Royal Highness the First Princess of Gotham

"what??"

Ye Yi frowned and looked at him: "What? Can you say it again?"

He stroked his hair, followed it to his ears.

The ears are still there, so what the hell did he just hear?

David blinked innocently.

right!

He also reacted like this when he first heard that group of brats asking him so!

David raised his hand and grabbed his cuff, pretending to look at Yeyi suspiciously: "What's wrong with making Bruce Wayne happy?"

Dick frowned and didn't want to separate: "Where's your mission?"

David was even more innocent: "God gave me a mission."

"...how come you little robot is so glib that you don't look like a robot at all?"

Dick grinned and stroked his hair like he was making some sort of programmed joke.

"If you ask me, it's better to ask him directly."

"Perhaps you can get the answer you really want if you are more straightforward."

Dick took his hand: "Let's go, let's go to the kitchen to find something to eat."

"Wait, can you eat?"

"...It should be ok? Otherwise, Bruce will remind me." David tilted his head, also very puzzled by this.

"...Aren't you a robot? Why don't you even know what functions you have?"

Ye Yi looked at him helplessly.

"Then I just don't know, what can I do?"

David blinked innocently, and the soft milk voice made him look even more innocent.

And shameless for granted.

Although he was a little strange, Nightwing in his head seemed to have been quiet for a long time.But David still held Dick and held his hand, and smiled: "Anyway, let's go first."

Dick pinched the bridge of his nose with a headache. He felt that this little robot must not be easy to deal with, maybe it was as bad as Damian.

"alright."

"I hope you have a digestive system like a human, but also a normal-sized stomach."

he muttered softly.

...

In this way, the little robot took its place in Wayne's house as a matter of course.

Damian looked at Bruce holding his hand very puzzled and dissatisfied, and turned around to ask Dick: "So he slept with Bruce?? Are you kidding me??"

"um..."

Dick tried to explain to him that the little robot didn't need to sleep, maybe he was just charging in Bruce's room.

And he really explained it that way.

But the next morning, when he went upstairs instead of Alfred to wake Bruce up for breakfast, he found that things didn't seem so simple.

Bruce's bedroom door was still locked that morning.

Yes, remember what he said?

Bruce's bedroom door had never been locked before.

Are you changing David's clothes again?

Dick looked down at the time and decided not to.

He didn't hear the patter of footsteps for a long time, but Bruce opened the door and stood in front of him.

She raised her eyebrows and asked him with her eyes: what's wrong.

Dick told him it was time to go down to breakfast.

Bruce nodded to show he understood.

Originally, Dick was supposed to go on like this, but his eyes shifted inadvertently, and he suddenly saw a white head on the bed that was wrapped tightly in the quilt but was still exposed from the corner of his eye. ? ? ?

Did it really hit Damian?

Really sleep together? !

Stunned, he offered to talk to Bruce in the study after breakfast.

"What's the matter with him?"

Dick frowned.

It was a cold robot.

"Who is he?"

Bruce's behavior was so weird that he had to doubt it.

He's a little too nice with the little robot, he's even acting like a fucking...

But Dick knew that was impossible.

David is not just a simple robot.

Bruce pinched the bridge of his nose and closed his eyes. He was silent for a long time before slowly opening his mouth: "You know the cemetery... Not far from my parents' grave, there is another tomb that I often go to. It's just that its location is a bit hidden .”

"I know."

Dick nodded: "Ryan...Black? I remember that name."

"It's him…"

Bruce's expression looked a little gloomy: "He used to be my friend... Then something happened, and Alfred and I wanted to save him. But we were still a step too late."

"He died on the operating table at the age of 16."

Dick was silent for a while.

He suddenly asked:

"But he... no... wait. Are you together??? Sorry I'm a little confused, so David? Are you..."

"What? No, of course not."

Bruce waved his hand hastily: "Of course it's impossible...We met when we were very young. He is just my friend, and I did this just to...make up for it."

Those cobalt blue eyes fell silent: "I won't help him in any way, it can only give me some psychological comfort."

"I couldn't bear it, seeing him die with my own eyes."

"so he…"

"So he is not that person after all. He is just a bionic person, living here peacefully and securely."

...

"Then how on earth am I supposed to make him happy?"

David sat on the edge of the bed in doubt, drawing triangles back and forth on the stockings with his slender fingers.

Two thin and long legs were swinging back and forth, and David was a little dissatisfied with his current body.

From head to toe, there is almost no muscular outline, so David can't help but suspect that Wayne Enterprises is about to go bankrupt, and Batman has saved most of the materials to make this slender body for him.

[…like you before? ]

As soon as Jason finished saying this, he immediately shut up.

No, don't be the same as before.

But he shrugged and persuaded: "Anyway, I have no idea about it, so you should figure it out yourself." ]

"I don't think he's like the other Nightmare Knights at all... no..."

David frowned: "What is the difference between Nightmare Knights and Batman? Are they more human?"

[Why do you think so? ]

"...I don't know. I just think that what breaks them down and makes them Nightmare Knights is strong emotion."

He raised his fingers and stroked the edge of the stocking that covered his knees: "Or, um, their reasoning is not as strong as Batman's. Some kind of bad luck completely broke them down, and it also made them completely fall from the altar and regain their humanity .”

[You think Batman is a god? ]

"No."

David shook his head: "But he is almost divine. He is rational, cold, and forced himself to have no emotions. On the contrary, Clark is a god, but he has humanity."

He thought of the unjust bat.

He is very similar to Batman in the Overworld.

But he is not without emotion, he just suppresses all his emotions.

He just prioritized Gotham, the world, before personal emotions.

And refuse to communicate, and hide everything in my heart.

And the strange light at dawn is almost a complete expression of emotion.

"Why would acting like a normal person, acting out of emotion, be... 'not normal' Batman?"

On the contrary, he thinks that the Nightmare Knights are very good.

But now he has a problem.

He didn't know how to make the killing machine happy.

He looks fine, nothing is missing, nothing has happened yet.

David still feels like the dawn light, maybe not being Batman can make him happy.

He wondered in his mind how to make Bruce stop being Batman.

The door of the room was suddenly pushed open at this time, Bruce pushed the door open with his elbow while wearing his coat: "David?"

"Yessir." He quickly raised a small face, blinked his beautiful eyes and looked at Bruce: "I will sit here obediently and wait for you to come back."

Bruce's eyes were gentle, and he raised his hand to stroke his hair: "Won't it be boring? While you're waiting for me, you can do whatever you want."

There are times when David appears too human.Even Bruce couldn't help but treat him like a normal kid.

David shook his head and smiled: "No, waiting for you makes me feel happy and fulfilled. I'm not bored."

"How can waiting make you happy?"

"Every second you seem to push the door to come in, every second has a reason to wait, knowing you will come, I will be very happy."

Bruce held his cheeks, and bent his lips helplessly: "I didn't put this kind of instruction in your mind."

"And... a robot, the first time it launches the first test, will it really be like this, without making any mistakes?"

There was a complex emotion flashing in those cobalt blue eyes: "What the hell are you?"

David nodded without the slightest surprise.He knows it can't be fooled by Bruce, because he's not really a robot: "You can call me David...or Ryan."

"…?What?"

Bruce's hand on his head froze, and he confirmed himself, never sharing with him who Ryan was.Even Batman, there are very few people who know this name.

"what are you saying?"

"Perhaps you are the only one who says others are treasures at the first meeting?"

David's smile remained unchanged: "Although I don't know why I am still alive, in this way..."

Bruce didn't wait for him to finish, and put his arms around him: "You're still alive."

He never told anyone when he and David first met, that this was him.

Even though a sense of absurdity rose in his heart, he still couldn't restrain his emotions: "You're still alive."

"I'm alive."

David raised his hand and stroked his eyes: "I'm right here, Bruce, by your side."

He raised his head, his slender eyelashes trembling slightly.He kissed those thin lips slowly.

Bruce didn't push him away, but accepted the kiss.

"you are still alive."

His hands held his waist, and the warm palms warmed the cold temperature of his body a little bit: "You are here, and you will never even die."

David sighed: "Originally, I didn't want to tell you."

"But can you clear out the clothes in the closet a little bit? I even saw dresses..."

"Are you a perverted uncle who plays dress-up games?"

Bruce: "...???"

"No, I didn't buy the dress. Either the clerk made a mistake or Alfred... No, wait, why don't you want to tell me?"