batman and red hood

By the time the Batmobile drove back to the Batcave, Jason hadn't recovered from the shock that Batman was Bruce.

Those big green eyes, with tears still in their eyes, curiously explored the entire cave.

"Master Jason welcome back"

When the Batmobile stopped at the designated location, Alfred appeared out of nowhere and stood beside the Batmobile, holding clean clothes and speaking to Jason.

"So how about some cookies first?"

Seeing Jason looking at him unresponsively, Alfred made another suggestion...

Jason sat in the seat, buried his head in eating the cookies made by Alfred himself, not knowing what he was thinking.

Bruce stood by and drank his coffee, carefully looking at the information on the computer.

"Hey!... Are you really Batman?"

Jason's froze brain seemed to be finally connected at this moment, and he looked at Bruce with puzzled eyes.

"...what do you say?"

Bruce didn't answer Jason's question, and threw the question back at him instead.

"...But, you are Bruce...that Bruce Wayne, the president of the Wayne Group, that rich man with no brains...and Batman is...that kind of...that...you two indivual……"

Jason spoke incoherently, and in the end even he himself didn't know what he was going to say, so he stuffed a cookie into his mouth, and continued to gnaw silently with his head down.

"...Jason, I don't know why you don't trust me..."

"You don't trust me either"

Bruce could only sigh when Jason retorted in a low voice:

"You are right, so I can't blame why you didn't trust me before, but I will tell you my biggest secret, hoping to gain your trust"

Jason didn't answer Bruce's words, but just forgot to stuff a cookie in his mouth and chewed hard.

"Jason, we agreed to send you to boarding school. I think from your performance afterwards, you should be very satisfied with this arrangement... Can you tell me why you ran away again?"

Seeing that Jason's attitude was softening, Bruce took the opportunity to ask, but the only answer was the sound of Jason chewing cookies.

"...Jason, I know you are a very smart kid, but even Batman can't completely guess what you think, if you don't tell me what happened, I can't help you"

Jason was still trying to kill the fourth cookie, seemingly not going to answer any of Bruce's questions.

"Jason!"

"You and that guy are good friends?"

Just when Bruce was about to lose his patience, Jason finally spoke, although it was just a nonsensical rhetorical question.

"Who?"

"That guy named Pisk"

"...No, what's the matter?"

"...Liar, you want to give him a gift"

"...Jason, giving gifts from high society doesn't mean anything. As the organizer of the banquet, he invited me to the dinner. I can't go there empty-handed. It's just a matter of politeness."

Bruce's statement seemed to be approved by Jason. After he lowered his head and meditated for a long time, he raised his head uncertainly and asked:

"Really?"

"of course true"

"...Then what do you want to give him?"

"what?"

"A gift? What do you want to give that pedophile?!! It can't be me!!"

Bruce suddenly faced Jason's small face that was trying to raise his face. In those eyes mixed with anger, fear, reluctance and a little help, he suddenly realized that he might have unconsciously grasped the key to the serial rape and murder case. clues.

Subconsciously, his hands grasped Jason's thin shoulders tightly:

"Jason! Tell me everything you know!"

"Master Bruce, I think you scared Master Jason"

It was time for Alfred to speak out and stop Bruce's almost habitual intimidation occupational disease.

"Ah, sorry, Jason"

Sensing the trembling of the small body under his hand, Bruce hurriedly changed his tone and said.

Alfred promptly served a cup of hot milk to the kid who had been frightened a lot tonight, to calm his emotions.

"...why do you think I'd give him you as a present?"

Seeing Jason calm down, Bruce changed the question.

"...I heard you mention gifts and my name in the room..."

Jason is very smart. At this point in the matter, he can already guess that this is just a misunderstanding of his own. Those green eyes that are floating around can't hide his little face that is gradually flushing.

"...oh my god, I must avenge myself, I just said 'I'll bring the presents after I've prepared dinner for Master Jason'"

"……Feel sorry"

"Well, I accept your apology, do you want another glass of milk?"

"Um"

Seeing that Jason had begun to relax gradually, Bruce decided to ask that question:

"Jason, tell me everything you know, why do you call Pisk a pedophile?"

Jason looked at Bruce for a long time before speaking slowly:

"...The other day, a man came to that bastard, saying that a rich man named Himmler Pisk wanted to adopt me. That bastard sold me very happily. I don't know how much it cost, but I did see Seeing that man gave money to the bastard. I thought this was just a charity game between rich people, like you adopted an orphan. But I don't care, even if it's a servant in the name of adoption, it doesn't matter. As long as it gets me away from that bastard... at least that's what I thought at the time."

Jason's words made Bruce's eyebrows tightly tangle together. He did have guessed the reason for Jason's disappearance half a year ago, but at best he thought that Jason ran away by himself in order to get rid of his scumbag father. nothing more.

"...Then what happened next?"

"Later... I went to a luxury villa in a luxury car"

"...do you remember the way?"

"Can't remember, the windows of the car were opaque and I couldn't see out"

"……go on"

"When I arrived at the villa, several women took off all my clothes and told me to have a physical examination first, take a shower and then go to see Mr. Pisk. I thought he was just a bit of a clean freak, so I didn't After thinking about it, I underwent a physical examination.”

"...but the inspection process made you suspicious?"

"Um"

"...Have you had a prostate exam?"

"Um"

"Why are you suspicious?"

"...Please, I was born and raised from the bottom of Gotham. Of course, I wouldn't naively think that this kind of inspection is just a routine inspection. I'm not bragging. My face is very popular, and there are many guys Hit my idea, but I didn't let them succeed"

Jason raised his head proudly, and I have to say that Jason's confidence in himself is not groundless. He has reddish brown hair and green eyes. His facial features are clear and distinct, and his facial proportions are perfect. a handsome guy.

"And after that?"

"Take a shower after the examination. Not only me, but also a few little boys. One of them may have some mental problems. Talk to him in a daze, and then hear it from a grader who is a little big. After washing After taking a bath, I changed clothes and flew to another place to meet Pisk. I thought that if I got on the plane, I might never have a chance to come out again, so I got into the slippery suit when no one was in the changing room. I slipped and fell directly into the laundry room at the bottom, I was lucky, that day happened to be the day when the laundry company was appointed to collect the clothes, and then I was hidden in a pile of dirty clothes and was taken out by the laundry company's car."

After Jason's story was finished, Bruce had to admire Jason's intuition, which was almost like a beast's intuition, and indeed protected him at the most critical moment. If Jason really got on that plane, I'm afraid he would also be with him now. Those few ended up like children.

"...By the way, Jason, do you still remember the characteristics of those children?"

"feature?"

"It's the hair color, the color of the pupils, etc."

"I don't remember the hair color. There are two red-haired ones. I have one and another one. His hair is redder than mine. There is a blond haired one, and the rest is brown haired. By the way, there seems to be a problem with his intelligence. The one with black hair... Maybe so"

"...What about the color of the eyes?"

Although Bruce has confirmed that possibility, he still wants to get evidence from Jason. Jason lowered his head and thought for a long time before saying:

"It seems that they are all green, but mine is the prettiest"

Bruce's steel-blue eyes narrowed at Jason's sure answer.