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The rain in Gotham didn't seem to have any intention of stopping, but Jason's funeral preparations had to be prepared quickly.

Alfred looked again and again at the paper with the epitaph in his hand, on which were written only the words ally and partner.

"Master Bruce, are these two words only engraved on Master Jason's tombstone?"

Alfred asked uncertainly.

"……Um"

It took a long time for the man to answer the question with a single tone.

"...Maybe it's my fault, but if you are willing to engrave the word 'son' on it, I think Master Jason will be very happy."

Just engraving these two words is not enough to describe the relationship between Bruce and Jason. Although the child is not legally registered like Dick, the relationship between him and Bruce is more like a father and son.

Jason has never had a complete family, he has never experienced the warmth and love of his parents, and he has never been exposed to a normal father role. For him, Bruce is his only "father".Although he came to Wayne Manor late, Jason, consciously or unconsciously, learned every movement of Bruce, the way and attitude of speaking, the angle of thinking and the way of solving problems like a baby bird just hatched. method.He trusted and loved Bruce, and perhaps the word Robin was the highest honor for that kid.

"……Do not"

Alfred waited patiently for almost a century and the final result was only a negative answer.

"I'm not qualified"

The ensuing answer blocked all the lines that Alfred had prepared to persuade. In the end, the old man just opened his mouth and said:

"...as you wish, sir"

Alfred exited the study to send the engraving content to the tombstone sculptor.

The phone rang for a while, interrupting Alfred's grief. He took out the phone from his arms, thinking a little angrily who was so ignorant, and when he saw the name of the caller, he calmed down his anger and answered the phone.

"Old man, I know it's a bit out of date, but someone from the bank called and asked, what should I do with the kid's account?"

The caller was Lucius. He had a good relationship with Alfred. Although he knew the timing was a bit inappropriate, he had to ask.

The guy in charge of managing Bruce Wayne's private property cunningly refused to call Bruce, and he, who could barely be considered a leader, had to be the leader.Jason's parents are dead, and there is no other guy who can prove the blood relationship exists, but according to Bruce's request, every week, a sum of money that ordinary people think is not cheap will be transferred from Bruce's private account to Jason In addition to the fact that Lucius has been helping to take care of the account, the amount in it is not small, so I have to ask how to deal with this account.

Alfred glanced at the closed wooden door of the study, then thought for a while and said:

"Business as usual"

"...Old man, are you sure?"

"Um"

"……OK then!"

Alfred took the initiative to do this for Bruce, because he knew that even if he asked the man, he would get the answer.

The tombstone was carved soon, and the continuous rain finally showed signs of stopping.Finally, on the day Jason was buried, Gotham showed a rare sunshine.

A simple funeral, so simple that there were only the Wayne family and Clark, Barbara really had no reason to come but not to come.

The coffin was put into the tomb by the staff, and the tomb soil was slowly poured in. Because of the recent rain, these dry tomb soil was still transported from other places.Compared with the height around the tomb, the dry new soil protruded a bit. The staff explained to Alfred that the soil would settle down by itself after a few rains.

All the procedures continued step by step, without the interruption of reporters, and there were no other unexpected situations.

After the staff placed the tombstone, Bruce left, and Clark followed him. He was very worried about Bruce, and Alfred came down and stood not far away to accompany Dick.

Dick looked at the new tombstone, with Jason Todd's name engraved on it.

Everyone knows that Bruce Wayne's adopted son, Jason Todd, is dead. He was kidnapped and murdered in the war between the Joker and Batman.The news was released by Bruce himself.It's better to make up a perfect lie yourself than to let someone else make up an outrageous lie, especially with Jason and Bruce's sensitive identities.

Allies and partners, that sums up the boy's life.But who can know?

Who will people talk about?Is it the poor boy who was lucky to become the adopted son of the richest man in Gotham, but was defeated by fate?

Or the magical boy who followed Batman every night to solve crimes in Gotham?

Who would know that the boy who is envied with hatred is working hard every day to learn those professional terms that he can't understand at all.

How many people will know that the boy used a real bomb to practice in order to force himself to improve his ability to dismantle bombs?

What will people say about him?Talk about where he spends money every day?What did you buy?Have you found a girlfriend yet?Guess what kind of life attitude he will have as the adopted son of Gotham Baby?

Or will he talk about what case he solved today?What skills did you learn?How much has the level of dart throwing improved?

Jason Todd is the adopted son of Bruce Wayne, but there is no such title as adopted son on the tombstone; Robin is Batman's ally and partner, but there is no mention of Batman and Robin on the tombstone.

Who is buried under this land?Whose tomb is this?

Dick fell into a trance looking at Jason's tombstone. The child's most real existence in this world has never been known to anyone.

The sky that finally cleared up in the morning began to become cloudy again, and the thunder was restless at the junction of the sky and the clouds again.

The wind soon brought the taste of water, and a violent storm was about to fall on this land again.

Alfred held up the umbrella, still not intending to disturb Dick.

Dick stood in front of the tombstone and looked at the name solidified on the tombstone, allowing the rain to pour himself thoroughly.

"Ah, my prophecy is right, you still haven't grown up to Barbara after all, Barbara has 1.70"

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the sound of the rain was so loud that Dick couldn't even hear his own voice clearly. The rain was continuously flowing down the hair that had already attached to his face.

"However, you're right. I'm only five centimeters taller than Barbara. I haven't grown any longer, and I probably won't grow any longer..."

A flash of lightning flashed across the sky in the distance, illuminating the dim cemetery. Dick stretched out his fingers and touched the clean tombstone washed by the rain, just like he used to rub the boy's hair.

"Master Dick"

Behind Dick came the worried voice of the old man.

"...I'm fine, Fu"

"I know, it's just the thunderclouds moving this way"

The old man insisted that this is a high ground with open surroundings, and it is very dangerous to be in such a place during a thunderstorm.

Dick looked at the thunderclouds that were getting closer and closer. The huge thunder was especially obvious amidst the noisy rain.Finally Dick opened the long box he had been holding.It was an unfinished long stick that he was going to give Jason as a birthday present this year. It was expected to have the same electric shock effect as his double sticks, but it was no longer necessary.

The stick was inserted next to the tombstone, and the rain-soaked soil was easily inserted:

"Goodnight, Little Wings"

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