[Comprehensive British and American] Hero part-time super villain

No one can touch the food on the table when Fast arrives at the table. This is the basic etiquette.

So the four Robins and one Batgirl just stared at each other, ready to move with a knife in hand, but no one dared to move.

Of course, when Fast walked into the restaurant, their eyes all stopped on Fast again, and their eyes followed Fast.

Go faster, go faster.

As if he couldn't feel the meaning of those gazes, Fast walked slowly to Bruce's side, which was obviously the seat reserved for him.

Last night, Bruce carried him to the guest room, and Fast held Bruce's hand to prevent him from leaving. Bruce accompanied him for a while before going to the Batcave to collect and exchange information with Batman.

Bruce stayed up all night last night and didn't go back to his room to sleep.

Before Faster sat down, he first glanced at the hairy crabs on the table, as well as the eager eyes and movements of the Robins,

Fast pulled a small smile, he squeezed Bruce's arm under the dining table, Bruce gave Fast a sight of unknown meaning, Fast moved closer to Bruce, and whispered in his ear: "I want to Eat hairy crabs."

Bruce paused for a moment. He glanced calmly at the children who were determined to win the hairy crabs, then turned his head and whispered to Fast: "Arguing with how many children? Let Ah Fu get it for you when you get back."

Although Bruce said this, there was no intention of rejecting Fast in his words.

Fast smiled and didn't speak. The batman at the dining table watched the two bite their ears and was forced to eat dog food.

As soon as Fast sat down, Damian started first. He stretched out his fork and inserted it into the plate with hairy crabs at a speed that no one could react to. As soon as he was about to succeed, another fork came towards him. Locked his fork firmly.

"Drake!!!" Damian frowned on the spot, gritted his teeth and looked at Tim who was stuck with his fork.

Tim smiled softly, but no matter how he looked at it, he seemed to have malicious intentions. "Oh, sorry little D."

Jason sneered, and stretched out the fork to block the hairy crab that Dick was about to fork away. Grayson dodged the move, but Barbara's fork struck again extremely fast. Dick felt the danger. A light half-turn sat firmly on the seat.

Dick heaved a sigh of relief, he couldn't help laughing, no one will grab him now, right?..?

Immediately after, Bruce stretched out his dinner fork slowly in front of Dick in front of everyone's amazed eyes, and forked away the hairy crab that the Robins had targeted.

Then put it on Fast's dinner plate.

Fast first thanked Bruce sweetly, then looked around and smiled provocatively at the Robins.

□□Boys, did you see it?Bruce dotes on me.

Damian was so angry that he yelled at Fast: "joker, are you childish? Are you embarrassed to fight with our group of kids?"

Adults Dick, Jason and Barbara who are suddenly brought to the kids: . . . afraid to speak.

Fast pursed his lips and smiled, his two white canine teeth pressed against his lower lip, making his full lower lip slightly sunken.

With a light smile on his face, smug and smug, he leaned against Bruce's arms and counted with his fingers.

"Dick Grayson, Barbara Gordon, 26. Jason Todd, 20. Tim Drake Drake, 17. Damian Wayne, 10. Me 20 age."

"If Dick, Barbara, and Jason are kids, why can't I?" Fast said shamelessly.

Damian was at a loss for words for a while, and couldn't hold back for a long time to refute Faster's words.

He was about to say something more outrageous, but before he could, Batman snapped at him. "Damian."

"I thought your mother taught you the basics of etiquette?"

Damian got down from the dining table and sat down on the chair obediently. He lowered his tone: "Yes, father."

After all, Damian glared at Faster unwillingly.

"If there is a next time, you will learn etiquette again with the League of Assassins." Batman warned coldly.

Seeing that Damian couldn't refute himself, Fast smiled and narrowed his eyes. He thought that this kid was very funny. Well, he thought it was fun to bully this ignorant brat.

"Darling ~ help me peel the crab shell." Fast held up the hairy crab and said to Bruce.

Bruce lowered his eyes and looked at Fast with a half-smile expression, which made Fast startled and about to be beaten.

Fast thought for a while, and felt that he was a bit too arrogant in the Wayne Manor in another world by relying on Bruce's identity, and he was about to withdraw his hand resentfully.

Bruce took the hairy crab that Fast handed him, lowered his head, and concentrated on helping him shell the crab.His fingers are exceptionally long and dexterous.

With a 'click' sound when he pulled his fingers hard, the red crab shell split, and the pinkish-white crab meat squeezed out of the cracked shell, and then the yellowish crab oil flowed out from the crab shell along Bruce's slender, The knuckle-knuckle fingers slid down.

Bruce's fingers bent into the crab shell, stirred the crab meat, and licked the crab meat. The whole finger was stained with crab oil, stained with a layer of water color.

He remembered the crazy night under the Hanged Tree, when Bruce's long, knuckle-knuckle fingers had entered his body, making him moan incomprehensibly, and then turn watery.

Fast swallowed, his eyelashes fluttered slightly, he felt a little embarrassed, surrounded by bats, his mind was full of disgusting thoughts.

However, Fast couldn't take his eyes off Bruce's fingers. Bruce's action of peeling the crab shell was too lewd, and Fast even had an urge to lick Bruce's fingers.

Fortunately, it didn't last long, and Bruce put the peeled crab meat on Fast's plate.

Then he wiped the crab oil off his hands with a wet paper towel, and then dried his hands with a paper towel.

Fast stared closely at Bruce's wiped hands, and suddenly felt a little pity, if only he licked them clean.

Perhaps Faster's gaze was too straightforward, Bruce raised his eyes and met Faster's gaze, and he could clearly see the longing and disappointment in Faster's eyes.

Bruce hid his smile deep in his gray-blue eyes, leaving nothing but peace.

"Aren't you going to eat?" Bruce's deep magnetic but calm voice awakened Fast.

Fast came back to his senses suddenly, he glanced at the other people at the table calmly, and found that they were not paying attention to his interaction with Bruce, so he was a little relieved.

Fast forked the crab meat and put it into his mouth. The crab meat exploded in his mouth. The delicious crab oil was thick and delicious, but it didn't make Fast's heart fluctuate.

All he can think about is the action of Bruce shelling the crab and some kind of urge and desire for Bruce's fingers.

During this meal, the only thing Faster could think about was the action of Bruce peeling the crab shells, and he didn't dare to look at Bruce again, he just buried his head in cooking, the scenes of their love flashed through his head from time to time, and he couldn't eat anything.

Damn it, in this world's Wayne Manor, Fast was too embarrassed to ask Bruce to do something he loved.

Although Fast has a thick skin, he is not completely shameless.

When he and Bruce were doing it, if Batman heard or bumped into him, he would immediately travel through time and space away from this universe.

But what he really wanted to do with Bruce.

Fast was distracted, and he thought if he could seek help from Doctor Strange.

Might help him navigate their world faster and get back to what he first did.

Fast raised his eyes and saw that there was very little food left on the table, and immediately understood that this lunch might be over.

So he had to seize the opportunity to ask questions to determine the current location of Doctor Strange, so that he would not be able to see Doctor Strange after a while in New York.

Fast said: "By the way. Does the Doctor Strange of this world still live in New York? Or, I have to go to the Himalayas to find the Supreme Master?"

The Batmen exchanged glances, and finally Batman spoke up, repeating the man Fast had mentioned. "Doctor Strange?"

Fast nodded, but he hadn't realized the doubt in Batman's tone, nor had he realized that this Bruce was not his Bruce.

Fast replied subconsciously: "If it is Doctor Strange, he should be able to help us locate our world faster, and he can understand what happened to us as long as he sees us."

Bruce instantly understood what Batman meant, who made Batman himself.

"Um? What Doctor Strange are you talking about? The codename of a certain hero?" Dick scratched his head and asked in a daze.

He really hasn't heard of any superhero called Doctor Strange.

Fast also understood Dick's meaning now, I am afraid that there is no Doctor Strange in this world.

Fast frowned and asked, "What about the Avengers?"

Dick shook his head in confusion.

"Fantastic Four? X-Men? Hydra? Justice League?" Fast reported several well-known organizations in their world in one breath.

Dick was dizzy from shaking his head. He only opened his eyes when he heard the last organization, and said excitedly, "I know the Justice League!"

Fast was expressionless: "Of course I know you know, because Batman is a member of the Justice League."

Dick smiled awkwardly but politely.

Later, Fast chatted with the Batman, but he figured out some characteristics of this world. In this world, the crime rate in a city like New York is unexpectedly quite low.

So there is no organization like the Avengers, and the police are enough.

Secondly, many cities in this world have a city guardian, which is not much different from Fast's original world.

Fast figured it out belatedly, ah, this is the world of DC comics.

That's why there are no Marvel characters.

Because Fast hadn't located their world yet, he and Bruce stayed in Wayne Manor for the time being.

Bruce spends most of his time in the Batcave, and occasionally goes out on night patrol with Batman at night.

The criminals in Gotham are suffering even more these days. Why do you always feel that Batman has appeared more frequently recently?With the two Batmen working together to fight criminals and the Robins of the Batman, there have been a lot fewer criminals in Gotham recently.

The criminals seldom went out these days, and they even had the illusion that Batman was going to drive them all out.

How dare you go out here.