Chapter 77: Eating is about eating the plate too “Wait!…

"Wait!" Dick put away his weapon after seeing clearly, and tried to warn the people upstairs.

But Jason moved faster after seeing the target, he kicked from above and sideways -

The glass on his balcony was gone, causing 800 casualties to the enemy and 1,000 casualties to himself.

Batman was kicked into the living room by this heavy kick, but he did not come in sideways, it seemed that he was prepared.

"Are you okay?" Tim put down the cloak that was used to block the broken glass and asked Liu Shu.

She shook her head. This location wasn't actually very close to that place, and with him there, she wouldn't get hurt at all.

"What are you doing here?" Jason's boots squeaked against the glass.

Batman glanced at his current Robin.

"You asked him to come?" Jason narrowed his eyes and turned to look at Tim.

The atmosphere on the field was somewhat stagnant.

After a long silence, someone finally spoke.

"I haven't eaten either." It was a low voice, but he didn't use a voice changer.

“……?”

There was a clanging sound in the kitchen. When Liu Shu wanted to go in to see if he was poisoning someone, Jason came out. He threw the pasta heavily on the dining table. Fortunately, the plate was of good quality and did not break on the spot.

But the onlookers were about to burst.

Dick hesitated to speak, and Tim felt uneasy.

"Why does it look so red? Are you making tomato pasta?" Liu Shu walked to Jason's side and leaned against the wall like him. The chef didn't want to sit at the same table with Batman, so he stood far away.

"I didn't add tomatoes." Jason's expression was a little sinister at this time.

"Um?"

“No ketchup either.”

"Ah? You..." Liu Shu immediately turned his head to look at the dining table. Batman, who had taken a bite, was stunned.

The fork seemed to be deformed in his hand, but the curve of his mouth didn't change at all, just a little swollen.

"Humph, you deserve it." Jason stared at him and ate.

Did he grind the dried chilies into powder and mix it with the noodles? Liu Shu took two steps to the side. What a cruel person! She had to stay away from him.

Before she had gone far, Jason rushed to the table like a flash of lightning. He snatched the Coke that Batman had just touched for two seconds and stuffed it into Liu Shu's hand.

"How could you take away a child's drink?" Jason said provocatively.

Everyone's attention was immediately focused on the Coke in Liu Shu's hand.

Liu Shu had only one thought at this moment, fortunately this was unopened, otherwise it would splash all over her face.

"I..." Before she could finish her words, Jason glared at her, and she had to shut up.

"Didn't you eat? What? Don't you feel like eating?" Jason knocked on the table.

Seeing his attention diverted, Ryushu tried to put the Coke back on the table, but she wasn't fast enough.

"Hmm—?" Jason looked at her.

Why are you so serious at a time like this? "...I'm not thirsty." Liu Shu said softly. She glanced at the other two. Dick was observing the gift from his brother so carefully that if you didn't know better you would think it was a photo he took.

Next to him, Tim sat upright, wiping his sweat with a handkerchief in a very formal manner.

It's him. Liu Shu walked to his side and said, "Come, let me give you some." He was sweating. Although it was still quite cold now, he must be very hot.

"Huh?" Tim looked like he wanted to refuse.

Liu Shu sensed the refusal he was about to say, opened the Coke as quickly as possible, forced him to take a sip, and put the Coke on the table in front of him.

Very thoughtful, not letting him do it.

"Thank you..." Tim's hands trembled.

His handkerchief almost fell on the table, but Liu Shu caught it and wiped his mouth with it.

"I'm leaving, you guys continue."

"Wait!" Tim grabbed her hand.

No matter what it is, can you please keep your voice down? They are all looking here because of such a strong reaction. Liu Shu followed his force and sat on the chair next to him.

As Batman continued to fight with the plate of pasta and Jason stared at him fighting with the plate of pasta, Liu Shu whispered in his ear.

"What?"

"It's okay, it's just that if you leave, there will be one less person here."

"You're talking nonsense."

"Someone has to share the burden. Don't go," Tim pulled her, "Please."

"I can't leave like this." Liu Shu looked down at his hand. They intertwined their fingers when she was off guard, but for some reason there was no hint of ambiguity, only a fear of sharing the same suffering.

She shook twice, and Tim immediately held her tighter, fearing that she would run away.

"You were the one showing off to him that someone cooked dinner for you, right?" There was a hint of understanding in Liu Shu's eyes. Only this could explain the appearance of Batman.

“…” Tim didn’t dare to speak out, because when she asked, Jason obviously heard it, and his gaze was particularly oppressive at this time.

There must be a fool at this table. Liu Shu could tell from his uneasy look that he didn't understand what she meant at all.

The point is not that cooking dinner is showing off. If there is no grudge, just praising him a few words will be safe. This person is easy to deal with as he responds to soft tactics and does not respond to harsh ones.

"Tim," Dick winked at Liu Shu, as if he understood, "Afu will be very happy to see Jason do this."

"Well, I told Alfu who did it and he was surprised." Tim's tone was extremely relaxed and natural when he mentioned this.

Was their housekeeper really surprised because Jason could cook? Wasn't he surprised because he cooked for them? Liu Shu squeezed Tim's hand.

His gloves looked thick but were actually very thin, and you could feel the hard bones through them.

Jason relaxed his guard because of Alfred in their words, and the next second there was nothing in front of Batman.

"Where's my plate?" Was it eaten?

“…” Batman didn’t speak.

"Are you so hungry? I'll cook you another dish." Jason walked into the kitchen again.

Liu Shu mourned in his heart for the plates and the chili peppers in the kitchen.

As the kitchen door slammed shut, she saw Batman raising his hand to try to keep the chef.

"He just finished buying groceries today and he'll have to go buy again tomorrow." Liu Shu calculated the amount of food his family would need today.

The noodles I just saw in the kitchen should be almost used up by now.

She said, looking towards Batman.

"?" He was a little confused.

The computer crashed because I was eating that mouthful of noodles just now, right?

"Aren't you going to give some to others?" Liu Shu wanted to laugh but was afraid that he was really stupid.

"I will." Batman's throat seemed to be almost hoarse.

Dick got up and poured him a glass of water. He really treated this place like his own home.

"Can I leave now?" If you don't run away, the next dish will be served.

"Is there anything you want?" Tim asked, trying to bribe her.

"No."

"Not at all?"

Liu Shu finally softened her heart. She pondered for a moment and quickly thought of asking Tim for a toy to play with. "Then give me one of your darts."

Without saying a word, he took out one and placed it in front of Liu Shu.

She picked it up and looked at it carefully. It looked completely different from the batarang.

"Can you let go now?" Liu Shu pried his fingers apart.

This time Tim didn't resist.

Perhaps accepting his things made him feel more at ease, but Secretary Liu remembered that he had not promised him not to run away.

She glanced at Tim, who was startled by the strange loud noise in the kitchen, raised her hand and patted his shoulder. Forget it, just sit with him for a while.

Still the same way of opening the door, still the same force of smashing the plate.

But this time the noodles seemed normal.

"You're not adding chili?" Liu Shu stared at the noodles on the table, which looked like the same ones he made for his two brothers.

"It's all gone."

Well, it turns out that the portion just now was the limit of the kitchen’s chili reserves.

Batman on the side didn't take off his helmet. He rolled up the noodles with a fork and looked at them for a while before putting them into his mouth.

Everyone looked at him solemnly while he ate dinner...

Liu Shu looked away. She always felt that it was weird for a table of people to watch him eat noodles.

Jason was the only one wearing casual clothes here. She lowered her head and realized that she was wearing a school uniform. Dick's clothes seemed a little too formal. They might be the Blüdhaven police uniform.

It's strange enough to see a group of people dressed in strange clothes gathering together at night.

After Liu Shu stopped watching Batman eat, Dick and Tim realized the strangeness of their behavior and looked away.

Liu Shu felt someone was looking at her. She turned her head and looked at Tim. After a long while, Liu Shu finally couldn't help but ask him, "What are you doing?"

"The scrambled eggs with tomatoes you made today are delicious." Tim said with a smile, as if the person who had just been looking at him for so long was not him, and he did not feel guilty at all.

"Um."

“The cabbage is delicious too.”

"Yeah." Are you speechless?

"It tastes better with rice, thank you."

"I'll make it for you next time." The compliment was very good, and Liu Shu nodded with satisfaction.

"Still here?" Tim glanced at the kitchen.

Did he want to be beaten? "There shouldn't be that few kitchens in Gotham. Anywhere will do."

"You didn't eat anything just now, are you hungry?"

"I went out after dinner."

"Shall I buy you a midnight snack afterward?"

"It has to be a little later." Liu Shu glanced at the time.

Tim put on his mask, "I know, see you later."

"Where are you going?" She didn't react for a moment. Why did he run away?

"Night patrol time," Tim opened the window and waved to Batman on the table, "I'll start first, you take your time eating, don't worry."

After a slight sound of the hook being fired, he flew away.

Liu Shu walked to the window. The evening breeze was very comfortable at this time, making the plants beside him tremble gently.

"What is this?" It looked like a cactus-like plant with thick leaves and very thick serrations. She pointed at the plant and asked its owner.

"Christmas cactus."

"I'm seeing this for the first time. Is it about to bloom?" Or is it about to grow leaves? There are small bumps on the tops of the leaves, and the whole pot of plants looks very lively.

Jason walked over to his beloved potted plant and looked at it carefully. "It will bloom in another month or two."

"How do you know?"

"...This is my pet." He raised his hand, closed the window and locked it.

After Liu Shu finished looking at the plants, he turned around to see how a certain famous vigilante was doing with his meal.

As a result, a well-known vigilante disappeared as usual.

"Does he have to leave like this?" Liu Shu walked to the kitchen door and asked Dick who was cleaning the kitchen.

"We're used to it," Dick said, smiling at the two people at the door as he was washing the pot. "There should be another plate on the table. Can you bring it to me?"