Chapter 109: Talk about the Day After
12.
I don't want to like Dad anymore!
Little Messiah covered the big bump on his head and swore with tears in his eyes that he would never bring gifts for his dad when he went out to play.
And from today on, he will be a cold and ruthless learning machine, only learning knowledge and training martial arts, and will never smile and act coquettishly with Dad again!
Bruce rubbed his wrist expressionlessly, looking at the tearful face of the little Messiah, and remembering how Damian had just come up to challenge him, he felt a throbbing pain in his forehead.
Both intuition and wisdom informed Bruce in advance of the chaos that would follow in the Wayne family.
I'm afraid it will be even more chaotic when Tim gets home from school.
Bruce Wayne's words came true.
After school, Tim hurried back to Wayne Mansion after hearing the news that the little Messiah had finally returned home, and a silver blade flashed and chopped him down on the head.
Tim dodged the knife flash, but before he could see who was attacking him, he heard the little Messiah let out a shocked cry.
“Damian!!”
The little Messiah dropped the tray he was holding to the ground with a thud. He looked in shock at Damian, who was chasing Tim with a sword. "Don't attack Tim. He's your brother, not a stranger."
The naive little Messiah thought that Damian attacked Tim because he thought he was an invader, but he didn't expect that after he explained it clearly, Damian chopped him even harder.
This isn't right...
The little Messiah flipped through the shallow memories in his head in shock and confusion. It was clear that in his previous memories, in the second world, Damian was a very well-behaved baby.
"TT, my father actually took in a weakling like you. It's time for me to clean up the mess for him."
The good and obedient baby Damian sneered and attacked Tim's neck, using a killing move without mercy, obviously aiming to kill Tim.
Tim dodged Damian's blade with a cold face, but finally couldn't stand it anymore and started to fight back. He quickly took out his retracted long staff and swung it away, facing Damian's sword directly. "Wait until I subdue you, then keep talking big."
Compared to Damian, whose every move revealed murderous intent, Tim's actions were much more restrained. After all, even though it was their first meeting, Damian was still his younger brother.
With the little Messiah in front of him, Tim was full of hope for his younger brother's existence, but he didn't expect to meet Damian who wanted to kill him right away.
No one paid any attention to the little Messiah no matter how he shouted. Seeing that Tim was about to be injured by Damian because he held back, he could no longer bear it.
A golden halo appeared under Damian's feet. Damian was caught off guard and fell into the halo again. Fortunately, the little Messiah just opened the exit of the halo next to him.
Damian quickly steadied himself and gave the meddling little Messiah a cold look: "Mind your own business."
The little Messiah was furious.
"I think you need to calm down."
The little Messiah slapped Damian with a sour face. Damian was caught off guard and his soul was knocked out of his body.
Soul Damian was furious: "Messiah! You are my brother, how could you be in cahoots with Drake!"
The little Messiah caught Damian's falling body, and was almost knocked over because he underestimated Damian's weight. Fortunately, Tim helped him stabilize his body.
After helping the little Messiah steady himself, Tim withdrew his hand. Obviously, he didn't want to touch Damian, even if it was just his body after his soul was knocked out.
but……
Tim observed the little Messiah inconspicuously, his eyes focusing on the new ring on his finger.
Did he really go to learn magic?
Tim didn't expect that the little Messiah was telling the truth before running away from home, but even if he went to learn magic——
He ran away from home for a whole month and didn't send any news back. Does he think he is Jason?
You know, even Jason has been under Bruce's satellite tracking, and his safety can be confirmed at any time, but there is no news of the little Messiah at all.
Tim smiled kindly, having already thought of how to teach the little Messiah a lesson. However, the little Messiah himself knew nothing about it. Only the soul Damian saw Tim's smile.
"Stupid! You shouldn't trust Drake. Look at the treacherous look on his face. Drake is plotting against you!"
The little Messiah looked back suspiciously, and Tim gave the little Messiah an innocent and confused expression.
"Damian might be a little displeased with me?" Tim lowered his eyes, a look of disappointment on his face. "I'm afraid in Damian's eyes, you two are the real brothers, and I'm the outsider who needs to be kicked out of Wayne Mansion."
The little Messiah was completely charmed by Tim's acting (Damian's words).
"Damian, you can't do this to Tim." Little Messiah put his hands on his hips and glared at Soul Damian. "Tim is your brother too. You should treat him like you treat me."
Soul Damian was furious, and Tim showed a rampant smile (still in Damian's words) behind the little Messiah, as if his evil plan had succeeded (in Damian's words).
"You've been deceived by this guy Drake!" Soul Damian said angrily, "You will regret it, Messiah!"
Little Messiah didn't understand how Damian could have such strong malice towards Tim. This was not the well-behaved brother he remembered at all. There must be something wrong.
If his younger brother had not been born, he would not have been able to return it. He would have definitely returned it and exchanged it for a well-behaved and obedient new younger brother.
The little Messiah said angrily, "I won't let you go until you admit your mistake."
Soul Damian sneered: "If you don't want to reply, then don't reply."
Little Messiah was furious: "I don't want to like you anymore!"
Soul Damian snorted coldly, "Just what I want."
The little Messiah was about to faint from anger, but Tim stepped in at the right time.
Tim gave a cunning (Damian's words) smile and gently comforted the little Messiah: "Bruce told me that Damian has been living in the Assassin's League for a long time. It's normal that he can't accept our existence for a while."
"There's no him, only you." Soul Damian gritted his teeth. "Who calls you 'we'?"
The little Messiah nodded dejectedly, thinking that what Tim said made sense.
Soul Damian became even angrier, he felt that Messiah had been completely bewitched by the cunning Drake!
But little Messiah didn't think so.
If Damian hadn't accepted their existence (sobbing), hadn't considered him a real brother (sobbing), how could the well-behaved Damian in memory be so irritable.
Little Messiah said with tears in his eyes, "I, I was really looking forward to my brother, but he wanted to hit me, then hit Bruce, and then he almost hit Alfred, and now he's hitting you..."
Damian hadn't even been home a day and the little Messiah was already on the verge of collapse, looking like a ninja who had been tortured into a trance by an evil beagle.
The little brother who was so well-behaved and cute in his memory attacked him immediately after returning home, then went to duel with Bruce, and when he went back to his room to change clothes, he appeared and assassinated him again, and then punched Alfu who came to clean the room. Fortunately, he was quick-eyed and stopped.
Then during lunch, Damian attacked him again with a knife. After he couldn't bear it anymore and attacked him, he reluctantly acknowledged his existence.
Little Messiah knew that he had forcibly taken Damian away from the Assassin's League, and it was normal for Damian to have resentment towards him, but how could Damian even beat Alfu and say that Alfu was a servant.
And later Bruce contacted Talia, and Talia agreed to let Damian stay in the Wayne house.
The little Messiah directly beat Damian's soul out of his body, not only for Tim, but also for Alfred, Bruce and himself who had been attacked today.
Tim looked at the tearful little Messiah and sighed helplessly.
"It's okay, it's okay. Damian just came home and he's not used to it yet. He'll be fine once he gets used to it." Tim gave up on applying eye drops to Damian and bent down to pinch the little Messiah's soft cheeks. "Don't cry, I've prepared a surprise for you tonight. Want to guess what it is?"
The little Messiah sobbed and shook his head.
The pressure and fatigue accumulated over the past few days burst out at once, and the little Messiah couldn't hold back his tears.
"I don't want to go to another world, nor do I want to be a savior in a place where no one knows me." The little Messiah's tears fell. "I want to go home, but the doctor doesn't agree at all, and he won't let me call you."
Tim's expression instantly turned cold. He took out a handkerchief to wipe the tears of the little Messiah while making a mental note of the 'doctor'.
"I, I was beaten so hard, it hurt so badly," the little Messiah cried. "I was beaten away, but the terrifying-looking enemy still wanted to kill me. No one helped me, and they even asked me to help them."
Little Messiah felt more and more aggrieved as he spoke: "I can't eat or sleep well. I miss you guys and Uncle Clark and the others, but... but no one helps me."
Soul Damian was stunned. He stared blankly at the little Messiah's tears falling down, while the annoying Drake was scrambling to comfort the little Messiah. He could only watch, and an emotion that he did not understand arose in his heart.
Under the teachings of the League of Assassins, Damian believed that tears were only for the weak. The last time he shed tears was when he first started training a few years ago. After being scolded by his mother, he never cried again.
But now, the Messiah, who was stronger and older than him - although Damian was not very willing to admit it - was crying, and the insidious and cunning Drake not only did not scold the Messiah, but even comforted him.
Soul Damian seemed to have suffered some kind of shock, and this shock became more obvious after seeing Bruce.
Bruce's eyes were bloodshot from lack of sleep as he rushed down from upstairs, picked up the little Messiah, and patted his back soothingly.
"I'm here, Messiah." Bruce gently stroked the little Messiah who was crying even harder in his arms, and said softly in a gentle voice, "You're home now, and no one will hurt you anymore."
Damian's soul froze in place. He watched Bruce rush down after hearing the little Messiah's cry. At first, he thought Bruce was going to scold the little Messiah, and he was ready to speak for the little Messiah.
But the Father gave the Messiah not a scolding, but a hug.
Damian's soul seemed to be struck by lightning, and at this moment, a huge gravitational force came from his body.
Damian's eyes blurred, but he soon found himself back in his body.
It turned out that the little Messiah was just speaking in anger. He had already calculated the time and Damian would be back in 10 minutes.
Tim noticed this and subconsciously tensed his body to guard against Damian's next possible attack.
Damian walked straight towards them, but just brushed past them and walked up the stairs in silence.
Little Messiah was still crying loudly, Bruce and Tim were busy trying to comfort him, Alfred sighed and handed him a glass of electrolyte water, Ace also licked the little Messiah with concern.
The company of his family made little Messiah cry even harder.
"I, I don't want to be a savior anymore." The little Messiah cried, "I don't want to be a superhero either."
"I'm so, so scared, so, so hurt, and I'm all alone, because... because they say I'm the savior, I can do this..."
Little Messiah's tears wet Bruce's shoulders. He felt really wronged and really sad.
Not only in the next world, but also in those fragments of memory that I would suddenly recall from time to time.
"I'm in so much pain, and so sad, but, but no one loves me." The little Messiah choked up, "I'm so miserable that I'm almost dying. No, I feel like I'm already dead."
"I'm so scared, Dad, that I'll never see you again."
Little Messiah hugged Bruce's neck tightly. Bruce kept comforting Little Messiah, but the anger suppressed in his heart grew stronger and stronger.
How dare they do this to his child! How dare they hurt the Messiah like this!
Little Messiah gradually grew tired of crying, and at that moment, a short figure jumped down from the upstairs.
Damian stuffed something into the little Messiah's arms with an expressionless face, then pulled up his hood and hurried back to the bedroom upstairs, slamming the door shut.
The little Messiah drowsily grasped the thing that was stuffed into his hand, hugged Bruce's neck and sobbed a few times, and finally fell asleep in a daze.
A small ball of black panther felt lay quietly in the palm of the little Messiah's hand.
【Author’s words】
When I was writing about Damian saying that the little Messiah would regret it, a plot suddenly popped up in my mind.
Damian: Messiah! You're going to regret this!
Messiah: Damian, I am the brother!
Bang!
Damian slammed the door and left.
Hahahaha, someone should have figured it out, it's the "Sarutobi, you will regret it!" "Danzo, I am the Hokage!" "Bang!" Naruto stalk hahahahahaha
Why are there always these weird things in my mind?
I didn't expect that there would be a little angel to drop moonstones to me [poor][poor]
I'm touched, but I've had enough. Just keep it for yourselves! [Poor][Poor][Poor]
Thanks to Liu for airdropping 30 moonstones——
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