Her Royal Highness the First Princess of Gotham

No, it's not supposed to happen like this,

The day should have gone pretty smoothly.

Plain but happy.

Tenderness and fatigue seem to remain in the time slipping through the fingers a little bit.

It even seems that all the warmth happened only yesterday.

But everything has changed.

David looked at the reactor in the mirror that emitted a faint blue light on his chest. It was inlaid to the left of Tony Stark, near the heart.

As soon as he raises his hand, the device will be turned off.

David closed his eyes.

He thought maybe he hadn't escaped the slaughter of the unjust world.

Or maybe it's because of the influence of the Superman of the Unrighteous World.

he does not know.

He couldn't help guessing, what if it was really just a robot standing here?What if he could follow orders with complete obedience?

Wouldn't this make Bruce feel better?

The words of Batman in the unrighteous world expanded in his ears like a nightmare, playing non-stop.

"If you can be nice."

"obedient."

"Be nice."

"What are you thinking about?"

A warm breath wafted from the top of his head.

Bruce hugged him tightly behind him, resting his chin on the top of his head, rubbing his soft white hair lightly.

His chest was pressed against David's back, and when he made the sound, he could clearly feel the vibration behind him.

David shook his head slightly, looking at the switch in his hand, and Bruce's hand covering his.

"How can I like someone? How can I make two people go on forever?"

The sensor on the back of the hand faithfully reflected the temperature of another human being at all times.

David blinked, and raised his head slightly to look at the huge screen in front of him.

The bat computer is his help. It only takes a moment for his brain to analyze what kind of material and resolution the screen in front of him is made of.

Its powerful search engine can tell him the answers to these questions.But he just wanted to hear the answer from the person behind him.

"I have no experience."

Bruce's sigh still sounded above his head: "But, being with someone, if the energy she gives you is to make you wake up happily every day, fall asleep with peace of mind every night, and do everything with confidence. Full of motivation and full of expectations for the future. The most suitable relationship is never to torture each other in the name of love, but to accompany each other and become each other's sunshine."

"The heart will tell you if you really like someone."

Bruce smiled softly: "I still remember how I hid in the corner, and then pretended to be casual, and bumped into... you in the corridor."

He raised David's hand, and gently touched David's fingertips: "When you make contact like this, current will flow, but there is no reactor in my body, and there is no electrical energy."

"Are you confessing?"

David raised his head and met a pair of cobalt blue eyes.

"I thought we were together already?"

Bruce shook his head and laughed.

"Then you owe me a confession."

"I'll give you whatever you want."

Bruce raised his hand and tapped him gently on the head: "What about the second question? What do you think the answer is?"

"I have no idea..."

David thought of Injustice and the Twisted Light of Dawn.

"But presumably, I should be nicer, shouldn't I?"

Little did he know, he even wanted to take a course.

Tell him how to get along with Bruce Wayne, or how to fall in love with him.

"Why do you think so?"

Bruce stroked his hair: "Did I make you feel this way? In control? No, you are a... person, you are an independent existence, and no one has the right to decide what you think."

He had long seen him as a real person.

"What should really be done is mutual understanding and tolerance. The most important thing is to communicate and exchange, not the so-called 'good for you'. And the recognition of each other and yourself, rather than meaningless self-sacrifice."

Something flashed in David's eyes.

He really doesn't look like the Bruce he's ever met before, it doesn't sound like he's saying it at all.

But what he said was so true that David felt that he could even provide a counter-example to each of his words, to prove that the failure to do so would indeed lead to tragedy.

killing machine...

David didn't know if he should call him by that name at all.He just thought Bruce was being too kind to him.

So their relationship has improved a little bit.

Even a little too good.

David thought.

He opened his eyes and faced his scarlet eyes in the mirror again.

The red gem, which should have no feeling at all, contained bewilderment.

So if he takes down this reactor, is it a fearless self-sacrifice?

Or will it help him?

The door clicked open behind him.

David did not lock the door.

The people who came in were not beyond David's expectations.

It's The Flash.

"Huh? Wait, what are you doing?"

As soon as Barry finished speaking, he stood in front of David and held his hand holding the reactor on his chest.

"Do... what I should do?"

Barry shook his head: "Don't be afraid, I believe like Batman that the reason why you did such a thing is because you want to protect him. You are too nervous, it doesn't matter, Batman won't do anything to you, He'll just work with Cyborg to slightly modify some of your programs."

Barry patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "It's nothing, just close your eyes and rest for a while, and when you wake up, you'll find that the world is still the same and everything is fine."

"David."

Batman is right behind Barry.

He didn't come back in the Batmobile, but asked Barry to drive him back.

David hung his head, not daring to meet Bruce's eyes.

Barry turned and quietly exited the room.

A pair of black boots made of metal and synthetic carbon fiber appeared on David's retina.

He heard Bruce sigh, and then, the warm palm gently stroked his head: "Do you know what's wrong?"

"I'm sorry..." David hung his head, hesitantly wanted to reach out or move his body to bring himself closer to Bruce, but he didn't dare.

"I should listen to you obediently, sorry."

"This is not a question of whether you want to be obedient or not, and I can't be right all the time. David, in fact, this time I was very wrong."

Bruce showed helplessness on his face: "You indirectly took the life of an innocent person, David. That's not a clown."

"You're too impulsive. And you haven't been able to trust me."

"You are the same as before, you have never changed."

He vividly remembers seeing a cat about to be hit by a car when he was a teenager, and just like now, he jumped at it with almost no thought.

He doesn't think about the consequences at all, he only cares about the immediate things.

David suddenly raised his head and widened his eyes: "You said he's not a clown? What do you mean?!"

Bruce sighed again: "Don't think about it. It's over. I just want you to learn to trust me and don't be so impulsive."

He didn't want him to know those things.

"No...it's not right, Bruce. What did you do? Your companions will never let me kill an innocent person like this. There's no way..."

He looked at Bruce in a panic, and raised his hands to hold Bruce's wrist tightly: "What did you do?"

He really is a killing machine and not the real Batman.

He has a lot more emotion and expression than normal Batman.

If the real Batman was standing here, he would definitely not try to help him escape punishment.He'd send him to Blackgate or Arkham right away.

Or close him to check his exception.

"Hmm... the clown gave me some inspiration."

Bruce took off his helmet, revealing those cobalt blue eyes: "I told them you planted a bomb in my heart. If you are destroyed, I will die first. Fortunately, this suit of armor is painted with lead .Superman can't choose to kill me, they are looking for a way to separate the bomb from my heart."

He raised his arms, put his arms around David's waist naturally, and pulled him into his arms, muttering softly: "But the truth is almost the same, but in fact, you are my heart."

David didn't know for a moment whether to accuse him of talking nonsense at this point or to say something else.

He could only move his Adam's apple with difficulty, and kept saying sorry.

"I can't tell you that it's okay, David. I can't tell you that it's okay to replace the dead man. In any case, your approach is wrong."

Bruce touched his hair, his eyes were gentle: "...But, you have never had the right to make mistakes, from childhood to adulthood. People learn from their mistakes and correct them again and again. I think at least, you There should be a chance to be forgiven. I believe you are still kind, but this is unfair to the family of the deceased and the deceased himself."

"The judge believes that 90.00% of the responsibility for such an incident lies with the clown, and [-]% lies with the police officer who shot and the police officer who ran. After referring to the data given by the steel bone, he confirmed that you may really be able to calculate this. incident, so you bear the rest of the blame. But considering you are a robot, the judge and the police think the best course of action is to destroy."

"It's just that I told them that it was an emergency procedure I entered in advance. If such a mistake occurs, I should bear the consequences."

"What do you mean?"

A bad premonition suddenly rose in David's heart.

"I understand your feelings. David, I also want to kill the clown. But no, life should be respected, no matter who it is, life has infinite miracles, and no one has the right to deprive a life."

Bruce looked at him seriously: "You can be a better person than me."

"No, what are you taking on?"

"Just being regulated by the government."

Bruce shook his head. "I told them who I really am so they can trust me."

This means that his identity may be exposed to anyone at any time, and he can no longer guarantee the safety of himself and his family.

What did he do?

David's eyelashes kept fluttering: "You know what?"

"I hope it's just a robot."

"Then I wouldn't do things like this. I wish I could be anything but a person."

"But I hope."

Bruce cupped his cheeks: "I'm glad you're a soul, a living, human being."

The author has something to say:

Tomorrow, the last chapter will end this world, and Calvin is really uncomfortable :).

The next world is Ruthless War Demon.

Not one of my favorite worlds.

Here you can see how the 191-foot-tall clerk David, who is dressed in a white rabbit, tricked the domineering president into bed. Thank you to the little angel who voted for the overlord or irrigated the nutrient solution for me~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

It's Shanfeng~15 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!