33 · Chapter 33

Batman knocked the screaming robber unconscious with a punch, and in a good mood, grabbed the robber's collar and hung him on the street lamp.

Listening to the sounds of birds flying around in his headphones, Batman felt more energetic during his night patrol tonight, which manifested in the fact that he beat people harder.

Robin picked up the last piece of coffee table debris from the floor and wiped the non-existent cold sweat from his forehead. "Huh—finally done."

He looked at the pile of broken pieces of the coffee table for a while, then with a wicked smile, stretched out his evil hand and piled the pieces of the coffee table into the shape of a bat with his deft hands.

Robin stood with his hands on his hips, admiring his masterpiece, but a cold murderous intent came from behind him.

Jason glared at Robin, who turned back with a smirk, with a dark face, and said through gritted teeth, "Are you having fun?"

Robin lowered his head guiltily. He, he had clearly observed that Jason was not around, but he still got discovered.

etc……

Robin met Messiah's gaze, and Messiah, who was obediently hugging Jason's thigh, blinked at him innocently.

"It's you! The little snitch!"

Robin jumped three meters high and pointed at Messiah in disbelief.

Messiah hugged Jason's legs with a wronged look, saying innocently, "I didn't."

Jason protected Messiah and glared at Robin: "You are not allowed to bully him."

Robin felt wronged, but he couldn't say it.

Having won a war, Messiah walked past Robin with a proud look (in Robin's eyes) and stood in the middle of the living room, which was like a typhoon passing through.

Even though Messiah and Robin had tried their best to clean up, the knife marks on the floor and walls and the damaged furniture could not be restored.

Messiah straightened his expression and lightly snapped his fingers. Warm and holy golden light gently illuminated the living room and smoothed out the scars in it.

The damaged floor healed and the damaged furniture was restored, as if an invisible hand had turned back time for the entire living room and restored it to its original appearance.

Messiah waved his right hand, his eyes filled with silence.

The sound seemed to be pulled away from this space. Robin held his breath and watched Messiah use his power. Just by restoring a small living room, he felt the terrifying power of Messiah.

This is no ordinary restoration.

Robin looked at the white-blonde hair that reappeared on the ground, and subconsciously reached for his universal belt. Sure enough, the Messiah's hair that he had deliberately pulled off and collected during the fight was gone.

It's a real journey back in time.

Robin looked at Messiah with an unconscious alertness in his eyes. Messiah didn't notice Robin's reaction at all. He ran towards Jason with his short legs. The feeling of detachment when using his power disappeared instantly.

Messiah looked up at Jason, his golden eyes gleaming. "I did it."

Jason couldn't help but rub his brother's face, which was full of 'seeking praise'. "Well done, Messiah."

"I'm proud of you."

Messiah narrowed his eyes and subconsciously rubbed Jason's hand.

Robin's tense nerves relaxed, and the premonition of danger that had been warning him since Messiah used his ability disappeared. He folded his arms and observed the interaction between Messiah and Jason, and made a judgment in his heart.

Jason is the Messiah's safety lock, but Jason himself is also a child who needs guidance and cannot lock Messiah at the right time.

Robin's face was covered with a bright smile again, hiding all his vigilance and scrutiny under playfulness. He shouted, "You are double-standard, this is not fair at all," and pounced on him, successfully inserting himself between Jason and Messiah.

After some fun, Robin cleared his throat and brought the topic back to business.

"Messiah, you should have noticed that my fighting style does have its merits." Robin leaned closer to Messiah, turning his head away and refusing to look at his head, and said gently, "If you could learn these skills from me today, you wouldn't have been unable to catch up with me with a sword."

"Don't you want to try pinning me to the ground? You can really get revenge~"

Robin directly used revenge as a tool to seduce Messiah. As long as he could get Messiah to join his teaching, getting beaten up was nothing.

Thinking of Messiah's swordsmanship, Robin kept smiling, but in his heart he gave the Assassin's League a few harsh words.

Those moves were obviously killing techniques, but they were deliberately restrained by the users and turned into attacks on non-lethal areas.

Messiah thought about it, and imagined the scene where he and Robin switched positions, and he sat on Robin's belly and pinched Robin's cheeks hard. He subconsciously twisted his fingers hanging at his sides, and actually felt a little imperceptible yearning.

This yearning is a rare emotion for the Messiah.

Jason had no intention of stopping Robin. He looked at Messiah's eyes rolling around with satisfaction, and a sense of gratitude towards Robin rose in his heart.

Even after Messiah woke up, sometimes when he saw Messiah's calm eyes, he would hallucinate that Messiah was still in the state of an unconscious puppet.

But ever since Robin "suddenly showed up" and, well, was kidnapped by Messiah, Messiah has been acting more and more lively.

Jason thought that he liked this liveliness of the Messiah, which allowed him to distinguish the current Messiah from the lifeless puppet of the past.

Messiah thought for a moment, staring intently at Robin's face, and nodded, "Okay."

Robin looked at Messiah's focused eyes, and a drop of cold sweat ran down his forehead, as if he saw his miserable future.

Anyway, Messiah successfully entered Robin's nest.

Robin laughed awkwardly and comforted himself in his heart: This is a good thing. He has the opportunity to guide the Messiah and should be happy.

"Robin's class is back in session—"

Robin pulled out a tactical board from somewhere. He pretended not to notice Jason's shocked expression and quickly wrote a few lines on the board.

1. Superhero Code

2. How to protect yourself

3. How to fight with bare hands, use various weapons, drive vehicles, infiltrate, defuse bombs, investigate, hack into network systems, interrogate...

4. Robin's Improved Combat Tutorial (Robin's personal version, the most suitable fighting method for children. Everyone in Gotham praised it and must learn it well)

Looking at the lines of words on the tactical board, Robin added a long note in the brackets after 4, but still felt dissatisfied. He bolded the word 4 again with a red pen and drew a few lines underneath it before he stopped with satisfaction.

Robin's intention to smuggle something in was obvious, and Jason couldn't help but twitch his lips. He couldn't believe that he actually admired such a childish guy.

"Okay, let's start from 1..."

Jason listened attentively to Robin's lecture, and engraved every word Robin said firmly in his mind. Only when Robin said "We don't kill people" did he frown slightly.

In fact, Jason didn't know whether the superhero code was useful to him. "Becoming a superhero" was too far away for him who was still struggling to make ends meet the day before.

But no Gotham kid could resist Robin's teachings.

Jason suppressed his restless heart, and his gaze softened involuntarily when he swept over the dull look of Messiah.

Regardless of whether he will become a superhero who protects others in the future, Robin's teachings will be useful to him and will make him stronger.

Because, he wanted to be a messianic hero.

"Always be vigilant, don't take risks alone, and don't act impulsively. *&@xfdf..."

Robin's mumbling voice kept buzzing in Messiah's ears. Messiah stared blankly at Robin, who was standing in front of the tactical board, gesticulating and talking about something. The knowledge passed through his smooth brain without leaving a trace.

When will the combat instruction begin? Messiah was almost stunned by Robin's words. He didn't want to be a superhero, so why should he listen to Robin's talk?

Robin's words entered Messiah's left ear and exited his right ear intact, but Robin himself only noticed Messiah's long gaze on him and thought he had attracted Messiah's interest.

My teaching was indeed perfect.

Robin suppressed the urge to do a backflip in celebration, a victorious smile appeared on his face, and he spoke even more excitedly.

On the other end of the eavesdropping device, Batman sighed imperceptibly and began to think about what went wrong with his education.

He thought Robin could lead the Young Justice League well and his teaching ability would naturally be good, but the facts were obviously the opposite.

Batman kicked the skylight to pieces, jumped down from the sky onto a thug, and knocked the hapless thug unconscious with his weight.

He threw the smoke bomb with an expressionless face, and under the cover of the thick fog, he appeared silently behind the thugs. Each blow could knock down one person, and he easily knocked out the gangsters who were handing over arms.

No one would have thought that while beating up these thugs, Batman was thinking about his own education.

After remotely calling GCPD (Gotham Police Department) to come and receive the weapons and gangsters, Batman gathered his cape and shot out the grappling gun, easily leaving the warehouse.

Batman listened to Robin's boring teaching and quickly wrote a new teaching plan in his mind, ready to give it to him when Robin returned home.

Robin was still mumbling, and Messiah's eyes became even more dull. He began to regret why he agreed to Robin, but when he saw Jason listening attentively next to him, he suppressed the idea of ​​leaving.

As an older brother, he wants to set a good example for his younger brother.

Messiah put on a serious face and turned his attention back to Robin's lecture. After listening to a few words, he began to feel uneasy again.

He suspected this was Robin's new method of revenge.

Time passed minute by minute. Jason was listening attentively, but he couldn't help yawning at the end.

Robin's voice stopped abruptly. He looked down at the time and found that it was already eleven o'clock.

For nocturnal bats, eleven o'clock is just the beginning of the night, but for children, it is time to go to bed.

"Okay, that's all for today's teaching."

Robin winked at Jason and Messiah and tossed them two communicators. "This communicator can be used to contact me. I'll let you know the next class time in advance."

"The next time we meet, it will be a formal combat tutorial."

Robin looked at Messiah and Jason's eyes lighting up and nodded with satisfaction, feeling that his teaching was perfect.

But he didn't realize that Jason's eyes lit up because he liked his teaching, but Messiah's eyes lit up because he was happy that his teaching was finally over.

Jason couldn't help but smile as he watched Robin leave from the window, the red, green, and yellow figure disappearing into the Gotham night sky.

very nice.

Jason took Messiah's hand and shook it gently: "Messiah, you like it too, right?"

Messiah paused, looked into Jason's sparkling eyes, and nodded vigorously: "Yeah, I like it."

Jason smiled. "Okay, let's go wash up and go to bed. How about I tell you the story of The Little Prince today? You used to love it the most."

Messiah nods like a chicken pecking rice.

After getting toothpaste on his clothes and then washing his face in a hurry because he didn't know to close his eyes, Messiah finally lay down on the bed with Jason.

Messiah was holding the Batman doll Jason had given him, wearing a small Robin nightcap, and watching with his eyes open as Jason took out a picture book of The Little Prince.

Jason couldn't help but smile as he looked at Messiah lying obediently in the bed.

"...Now you are just a little boy to me, just like a hundred thousand other little boys... But if you tame me, you will be the only little boy in the world..."①

"...in a garden there are five thousand roses that are all alike, but my rose is the only one that is unique."

Jason's gentle reading voice surrounded Messiah. Messiah listened quietly to Jason's voice and engraved the story of the little prince firmly in his mind.

The rose tamed the little prince, so the rose is the little prince's unique rose.

…Did Jason tame me too?

Messiah looked at Jason who yawned and couldn't help but hug the Batman doll in his arms tightly.

He could hear the sounds of the whole world. Hundreds of millions of people were talking, and many people were reading bedtime stories, but only Jason was different.

Perhaps there are many human beings in the world, but Jason is the unique human being of Messiah, the only little boy.

Messiah wasn't actually sleepy at all, but when he saw Jason, who was so sleepy that his head was nodding while he was still trying to read him a bedtime story, he chose to imitate human physiological activities and yawned as well.

"I'm sleepy." Messiah whispered, "I want to sleep."

Jason yawned sleepily, kissed Messiah's forehead, and climbed onto the other side of the bed.

"Go to sleep," Jason whispered, hugging the Batman doll that looked exactly like the one in Messiah's arms. "Good night, Messiah."

Looking at Jason who fell asleep seconds after he finished speaking, Messiah whispered, "...Good night, Jason."

Messiah closed his eyes.

The night passed quietly and Messiah fell asleep. This was the first time he slept.

On the streets of Gotham, Batman and Robin couldn't help but smile.

"B, you're acting like a pervert peeping on little boys."

"Then you are an accomplice."

Batman disconnected the bug and looked back at Crime Alley tenderly.

Good night, children.

【Author’s words】

①: Quote the original text of "The Little Prince".

Today I saw a cosplay video of a big brother and a bucket, with the caption "The boy raised by Batman". When Jason appeared, someone commented in the barrage, "Isn't this guy not raised?"

Me: 11111

It's so hot, so I share it [sunglasses]