Reincarnated as Gotham's beauty trash

Although Tim has won the approval of other family members under inexplicable circumstances, he still has the biggest difficulty that he has not passed.

That's Jack and Janet.

Drake Manor is only a 15-minute drive from Wayne Manor, but I don't think Tim can stay at Wayne Manor every night until late in the morning to go home without attracting the attention of the Drakes.

Not to mention that Tim will inevitably have bruises due to various collisions and blows after formal training.

In case Jack or Janet see these wounds, fresh headlines are beckoning us, and child abuse will hit the front page of the Gotham tabloids again.

Bruce sits on the couch across from me brooding, he doesn’t usually show worried gestures in front of the kids, and he does have a lot of subtle little expressions when he’s alone with me in the bedroom.

For example, now, the eyebrows are pressed down, the corners of the mouth are pursed, the fingertips holding the newspaper are firmly squeezed, and the eyes are fixed on a certain place in the newspaper.

This is a sign of his annoyance.

I cleared my throat, "If you don't want to eat the cake, you can give it to me."

"Although I reserve your right to eat what you want, I want to point out that this is specially made by Afu for me," Bruce returned to his senses in an instant, emphasizing, "a certain amount of sugar, a certain amount of cream."

I propped my chin, "I thought you didn't want to eat, after all you look in pain."

"If you want to eat, I can make it for you." He looked serious, "I read the recipe, it's not difficult."

Expressing grievances can be done in other ways than attempted murder.

Bruce looked at me with thoughtful eyes, and I nodded my chin knowingly, "I don't agree to seek the consent of Jack and Janet on the premise of revealing my identity."

He poached a large piece of cake in front of me, and gave up on himself, "I knew you wouldn't agree, so it's not okay to just use it as a backup plan?"

I nodded again, "No."

Janet had been kidnapped once, or attempted kidnapping to be precise.This kidnapping was stopped by me with a little trick before it happened, and all the kidnappers who failed to do so were sent to prison for mining.

Janet thanked her by making a pineapple pie that was big enough for everyone to share.

Perhaps this kidnapping that never happened deepened Tim's determination to be Robin.

But I hope that Jack and Janet agree to him joining the ranks of teenage superheroes because Tim has their approval, not Janet because his mentor is Bruce.

I don't approve of juvenile vigilantes going out to fight for justice without telling their families.

It is a good thing that they have endless blood and kindness.But being a superhero isn't just a problem for one person, it's something his family needs to adapt to.

They have to be prepared for this, accepting that someone they love may be in danger for someone else at any time, and accepting that they may be implicated.

Families of superheroes have to face the same challenges as superheroes. They are often just a group of ordinary people, but they are more tolerant and gentle than ordinary people. Be prepared to be targeted by unknown criminals in the dark.

I tapped my finger on the table. "The most important thing is not safety, Bruce. Tim is Jack and Janet's child."

Teaching Tim was a challenge in every way for Bruce, who was fundamentally different from Dick, Jason, and Kassan.

When Bruce and I first met the three young children in our family, they were three helpless little beasts, wrapping themselves in gnawing or taciturn shells, facing an unfriendly world.

Bruce was rightfully impressed and took them home with warm blankets and hot drinks.

Tim is different, Jack and Janet did not miss his childhood, he is the "key boy" who grew up with love.

A wealthy family, loving parents, and a smart mind can be called the best life in Gotham.

In the process of taking over Dick, Jason, and Kassan, we are the first guardians. Whether they will participate in the night watch activities and when they can officially play, all of these are considered by us.

Tim's upbringing is impossible to bypass his parents, even if he can secretly carry out activities underground, I don't believe that Robin's photos and videos can never appear on any social media.

His parents will definitely recognize at a glance that it is their child, even if it is just a blurred silhouette on the screen.

Bruce pressed his eyebrows with a headache, "I understand what you mean, I won't let him play until then."

"But it's impossible for him to stay at Wayne Manor every night because of training." I pointed out the question, "Do you want to see Jack standing outside the manor with a gun?"

Bruce Flat replied, "My uniform is bulletproof."

Oh, and hopefully your jaw is also bulletproof, although you'll probably dodge it.

I don't really want to count how many blows Batman's jaw has suffered. I suspect that his jaw is made of alloy, which is not much harder than Superman's.

Bruce scooped up another half of the cake, I quietly reached out and hooked the plate in front of him with my fingers.

Can't move.

I kindly reminded, "It doesn't matter if you worry about it, because this is something Tim needs to face. Whether he can ignore Jack and Janet's opinions, or be able to persuade them both, this is his trial." Refining."

The strength on the side of the plate gradually loosened, and I took the opportunity to drag the remaining half of the cake in front of me, "If he can't solve this, my suggestion is to wait until he can deal with this problem, and then consider appearing as a juvenile vigilante."

"You're right." He sighed, then raised an eyebrow.

"Why do you always like to grab my food?"

I looked over suspiciously, "Don't you know, the food on other people's plates is just tastier."

"But you never let me touch your share."

I popped the last bite of the cake into my mouth and went over to kiss him on the cheek, "Because you love me a little more, can't you, honey?"

Strong words and a little sweet talk can deal critical damage to married men. This is the experience I have summed up after many years of marriage.

I haven't talked to Tim about it, he's a smart kid who figured it out without anyone reminding him.

He just trained silently, and was occasionally taught by Kashan what the difference in combat effectiveness was during sparring, and he was also responsible for dealing with Dick and Jason who called every now and then to check on the situation.

Sure enough, Janet noticed his strange behavior and called me, "Tim has been running to Wayne Manor too many times recently, have you come up with any novelties that can attract children's attention?"

With a heavy heart, I said, "It's hard to explain, Jenny."

I can't find a way to save Bruce from getting shot when you guys know the truth.

Janet followed and sighed on the phone, "Sure enough...I understand."

Well, what do you understand?

Janet's tone contained a hint of magnanimity and joy, "Look out, Lucy, I understand how you feel."

...were the two of us in the same mood at any point?

"Boys and girls can easily collide with youthful sparks, just like when we were young."

There's no "us," just you and Jack, and I'm just a gimmick you're putting on.

"I also like Kashan very much, and it's normal for Tim to be attracted to her..."

"Stop your wild thoughts," I said grimly. "Give up the pink bubbles in your head, not Cass."

"Oh, it seems I made a mistake." Janet said knowingly, "Is that the girl with the blonde hair? She is very lively. Last time she saw me, she gave me a woven wreath. What a lovely girl." ..."

"Stop again," I said ruthlessly, "Impossible, it's absolutely impossible, there is only brother and sister relationship between them."

Janet snickered, "Absolutely, I know Timmy, I know the way he looks at that little girl is exactly the same as Jack's."

She interrupted my about to blurt out the denial, "Did you know that Richard and Barbara had a budding relationship?"

"what--?"

"I saw them dating." Janet shyly said, in order to dispel my self-deception, cruelly reported one by one, "holding hands, hugging, sharing the same ice cream."

I said with difficulty, "It's not impossible between siblings..."

"Wow, I remembered," Janet thumped, "They kissed, in goodbye!"

puff--

Countless sharp arrows passed through my heart, and I struggled like a head teacher who found out that a student in my class was in love, "How could it be, you must have read it wrong."

Janet let out a witch-like giggle of horror, "You should take off the 'good mother' filter and see, your children are not good babies."

She whispered devilishly, "You'd better think about it first, how to explain to Commissioner Gordon, Barbara is his only daughter after all."

Janet hung up the phone with a victorious swagger, and if she said one more word, I would have sobbed.

Bruce, who was passing by with a teacup, looked at me suspiciously, "Who did you call just now, your mood is a little bit wrong."

I shot over with sharp eyes, staring at the dazed man, "Did you know that Dick and Barbara kissed?"

Bruce's expression remained unchanged, and the fingers pinching the handle of the teacup unconsciously and quietly exerted force.

He didn't change his face, "Really, did they kiss?"

I sneered, "You really know, after all, after the danger is over, it is very romantic for boys and girls who admire each other to kiss each other."

Bruce looked calm, as if he wasn't trying to fool his wife, "I didn't notice, I need to focus on other things."

The point of talking to Bruce is not to follow his words, you will be led into the unreasonable bat logic by him sooner or later, you just need to insist on asking what you want to know.

"Does Kassan know, what about Jason, Tim and Stade?"

I grinned, judging from Bruce's expression, I should have shown a terrifying and devilish smile.

"Since you're so assertive, Tim's little problem shouldn't be a problem."

I tidied up my expression, controlled the curvature of the corners of my mouth, and let the smile return to the sweet and normal category, "Since that's the case, I don't have to worry about it."

"You guys find a way to explain to Janet." I said without emotion.