[Comprehensive British and American] Family Matters

Playboy, the mascot of Gotham, a representative of stupid people with a lot of money, is a portrayal of being born with a golden spoon in his mouth. Bruce Wayne is the urban legend Batman who runs out without sleep in the middle of the night and dresses up as a big bat to beat criminals.

Okay, this is Gotham.

Jason was lying on "his" bed, staring at the ceiling of "his" room, drawing the silky sheets with his fingertips, and counting the carved patterns on the ceiling in his heart-oh my God, when he stepped into Wayne's old Before he stayed in the house, he didn't even know that the ceiling can play so many tricks!

He didn't know what Batman - Wayne - learned from their conversation about fast food and cold wind that night, but it was clear that the righteous vigilante didn't think life on the streets was suitable for minors , and his father Willis Todd, who rotted in prison, obviously has practical difficulties in exercising parental power.

As for Gotham's juvenile placement agency... Well, the highly acclaimed Mrs. Gunn's boarding school was revealed to be actually a juvenile delinquency training center (Jason: You're welcome.) As the operator, the kind-hearted headmistress can always leave a cigar After three hundred rounds with the right-hand gun and the enemy, even Batman didn't know where to send him for a while, so in a hearing full of legalese that Jason couldn't pronounce at all, there seemed to be After being surrounded by reporters from Zombie Siege, Gotham baby Bruce became his guardian, Jason Todd, and he was not sure if the entire hearing process lasted more than an hour.

"It's only temporary," said the man in Wayne's limousine, who looked nothing like urban legends without his mask and cloak, completely ignoring the flashing lights and microphones of the media reporters outside the car window, and focused on Looking into Jason's eyes, he explained, "There will be occasional visits from social workers to ensure that your life is normal. Going to school, socializing, etc. will be a bit annoying, and everything will calm down after the limelight passes."

"Well, whatever." Jason shrugged, looking away uncomfortably.It wasn't that Wayne's eyes made him uncomfortable, on the contrary, it had been a long time since he had received full attention from someone.He didn't know why, a year ago Jason would do anything, as long as his mother could look him in the eyes and hear him finish a complete sentence, instead of perfunctory grunting and falling back into the drug-induced dream.He should be happy that a big guy like Wayne (Batman) is willing to concentrate on talking to someone like him, but the fact is that he can't bear the attention, so he wants to open the car door and run away. Yes, even back in Crime Alley, at least no one would see him there.

In Crime Alley, no one will see Jason Todd.

In Crime Lane, he was just one of "the street kids".

Wayne didn't speak, but he didn't intend to look away either.The car started to move slowly, bringing them back to their destination, Wayne Mansion.It was only a month ago that he admitted to Batman (Wayne) that he had the idea of ​​this mansion because: "A millionaire thinks he owns the whole world, bah!" Now the owner of the mansion is generous Take him home safely, put him in a warm room, and feed him with hot meals.

Jason would never admit that he regretted the prejudice he once held against rich people.no way.He still hated the millionaires who pretended to throw charity dinners, but never actually set foot in Gotham's underbelly.

But he was willing to admit that Wayne was different.Not just because of his late night activities, but because of his willingness to spend his time and energy personally on behalf of someone like Jason.

Weird one.

But... Maybe he can be counted as a good person?No, no, we need to observe for a while.

"So, I was thinking," Wayne's voice pulled Jason out of the vortex of crazy thoughts in his head, and he realized that the car had left the Gotham Magistrates Court and mixed into the traffic on the street , "Regarding your school, do you want to continue to go back to the original school, or do you want to change the environment?"

"What do you mean, change the environment?" Jason squinted his eyes and watched Wayne's expression vigorously. It doesn't matter if he is overly defensive, but if he catches a little hint that his past life "doesn't deserve it." "In their rich man's world, Jason swears that he will seize the nearest opportunity and escape far away. Even Batman can't leave Gotham full of crazy criminals and stare at him as a brat.

Wayne seemed to have grasped the thoughts behind Jason's expression change. He sighed, a bit of distress appeared in his startling blue eyes, and he slowed down his speech as if he was thinking about how to word it so that it would not let him down. Jason jumped up again.

"Relax, I'm not implying anything, it's just that you haven't been back to school for a while, have you?"

"so what?"

"Maybe I'm over-inferring, but after Christmas break, you're likely to be reloaded a grade lower, and I thought teenagers were insensitive to that. That's why I'm asking you You need to change the environment by the way and start over."

"Oh." Jason blinked. He didn't think that Wayne would even think about this kind of thing. It's quite embarrassing to think about it. Students of his age have all been promoted to senior grades, but he has to go with him. The little ghosts who were younger than him took classes together to make up for the progress lost during this period.It's not that he values ​​face too much, but why does Wayne, an unmarried golden bachelor, know so much about school issues?

"Because of Dick." Wayne replied relaxedly, and Jason realized that he had actually asked the question.

"Second? (Dick)" How could this be so weird to use dick as his pronoun?Or is this a dirty nickname Wayne gave each other?

"Richard Grayson, my first ward. He's used to being called Dick by those around him. He's . . . not living in the mansion for the time being."

"That's it." Jason nodded, vaguely remembering that the playboy Brucey took custody of a certain circus orphan. During the time near the mansion, I have never met this "Guardian No. [-]", and I didn't connect these stories together for a while.

But now that he knows that Baby Bruce is Batman, isn't Batman's little follower Robin just...

"Wow!" Receiving the affirmative look from Wayne, Jason suddenly felt that even if someone told him that Wayne's old butler was actually a housekeeper, he would not be shocked.

"So Robin also has the troubles of ordinary people like us, school, really?" Jason still couldn't believe that Robin, who dressed himself as a signal light and walked up and down between buildings, was so down-to-earth troubled.

"Of course, Robin used to be a middle school student who drove late for the final exam. What do you think?" Wayne smiled again when he saw Jason's stinky face installing the Batmobile tires that night. Jason can now be sure that it was a joy Before he could decide whether he should be furious at being treated like a late-night sideshow by Batman, Wayne had begun to follow the theme of Robin's study troubles again, saying, "Dick has a talent for numbers. , but he is not very good at literature, and he is always particularly keen on night watch when there is literature homework."

"Really? It's a pity. I really like classic novels. We are starting to read "Flower 451 Degrees"" Jason especially likes to read those tactful and clever statements. He never thought of such a narrative technique:" His hands are like some wonderful conductor, playing a fiery symphony." Even the evil of "setting fire" can become so fascinating in the writer's pen.Like some kind of magic.

"I'm not sure if the library in the mansion has this book, but there are still other pretty good books, mainly depending on the reading taste of each generation of family members to determine the collection of that period, otherwise I can't explain how those astrology books here."

Wayne continues to exchange thoughts on novels with Jason, occasionally marveling at Jason's age and his different reading preferences (such as Pride and Prejudice rather than The Hunger Games or the like) Young adult novels), even the silent housekeeper Alfred in the driver's seat would slightly nod and shake his head or raise his eyebrows in noncommittal according to Jason's feelings about a certain plot in the book.

The road back to the Wayne mansion was smooth, and the route deliberately bypassing the main entrance and entering the garage through the side door was obviously a clear understanding of the ecology of reporters and celebrity gossip.For this, Jason expressed his gratitude to Alfred sincerely, in exchange for the butler's casual sentence: "Don't worry, Master Jason, this is just a trivial matter."

"Don't call me master or something..."

"Ah, would you like to take a look at the library of the mansion now? Master Bruce hasn't added a new collection to it for a long time, and you already know that Master Richard is not a lover of literature, maybe we can take a look at what is suitable for the afternoon Read it at tea?"

"Uh, okay? I have no objection, but Mr. Wayne..." Jason looked at the butler who was waiting for an answer, and then at Wayne who seemed to want to continue discussing school issues with him, and unexpectedly from Wayne That got the green light.

"It doesn't matter. I still have company matters to deal with. We can discuss school matters later. Let's go find a book with Ah Fu. If you don't find something you are interested in, you can just add a new collection."

Even more unexpectedly, Jason was sure he read "approval" from the way the butler looked at Wayne.And the boss who was praised by his employees actually showed some kind of emotion close to "I am so happy to be praised"-if he didn't have hallucinations.

Ah, so in the Wayne family, the butler is the one at the top of the food chain.understood.