Chapter 46 Isn't it just acting like a spoiled child? 【VIP】
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The next morning at Wayne Manor, the atmosphere in the restaurant was a little subtle.
As I was cutting the steak, I stared at Jason's smug face as if he had been rewarded by Bruce personally patting him on the head, and a raging fire of jealousy burned in my heart.
What's going on? Jason made an emoticon of the scene where Bruce touched his head. No matter what we talked about in the group yesterday, he only sent this emoticon.
Can we still chat normally? Where's that Red Hood-beating-Batman meme you used to love posting? Are you getting bored so quickly? And what's there to be proud of? Haha.
"You ugly jealous face." Jason took a piece of toast and spread jam on it, looking at me with squinted eyes.
"You've now topped the list of the most hated people in our family, Todd."
I smiled coldly.
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It wasn't just me; the entire table was filled with a strange silence.
Damian drank the milk slowly, staring at Jason with deep eyes, as if he was trying to figure out which part to start cutting.
Tim looked down at his breakfast, poking at the fried egg on the plate with his fork for a long time, but he refused to eat it. Maybe he was imagining the fried egg as Jason's face.
Dick was the one who least concealed his emotions. He sat cross-legged in a chair, arms folded, filled with anger at the injustice of the world.
"I want a hug from Bruce himself, too," Dick said softly. "It was obviously me who came first. Whether it was being Batman's Robin or teaching the next Robin...it was obviously me who came first."
"How old are you? You still want a hug?" Jason sneered and took a bite of toast.
"You're young, aren't you?" Tim sneered. "If I were Bruce, I'd definitely punch you first, an 18-year-old man acting like a spoiled brat."
Jason's eyes cut through him like a knife. Tim immediately changed his mind and lowered his head to study his coffee cup pretentiously.
563.
I have to admit that I was quite naughty and mischievous when I was little, which gave Bruce a headache every day. But it is also because of me that Bruce is no longer silent like in other worlds!
He would secretly tease the kids, joke with us, watch movies with us on the sofa, occasionally join in our games, and even argue without giving in!
Such a lifelike blues is all thanks to the solid foundation I laid!
To keep me in check, he read a lot of books on family education, child psychology, and language arts. When I was little, I would cling to him for three days and three nights just to hear him say "I love you." Bruce gradually melted into my passionate love.
Because I was very opinionated and would not tolerate harsh treatment, Bruce adopted an encouraging approach to my upbringing and gave me lots of hugs and head pats.
I used to sit on Bruce's lap and play Super Mario Bros., Legend of Zelda, Soul Raider and other games with him. Bruce never gave in to me, and we would often develop from the game to offline Mortal Kombat.
How can we not say that this is not a heritage? The Wayne family is full of martial virtues!
But childhood is childhood, and when I grew up, I played more of a role of touching other people's heads. Bruce hasn't touched my head for a long time!
The last time I was alone with him, we were discussing when Damian should go to the Wanjian Sect for further training after receiving the blessing, and sorting out the files on my mother's universe...
It's so sad to think of this. A father and daughter alone together during a work handover! Isn't there a more tender and affectionate occasion?
564.
Everyone wanted Bruce to pat their head, but their pride prevented them from asking for it.
So we started a long-lasting "silent competition".
Dick was the first to act.
He began to wander around Bruce frantically, bumping into Bruce's shoulder intentionally from time to time, with an expression that said, "Oh, I'm so tired. I can't control my body anymore."
——But Bruce just glanced at him lightly and continued to look down at his report.
Dick got angry for a while and simply lay down on Bruce's desk, buried his face in his arms, revealing a pair of dim blue eyes, pretending to be like, "Oh, I've been patrolling so hard today, I'm really tired and need comfort."
—However, Bruce just dropped a new patrol report on his head.
"You happen to have time, so please help me review this plan."
Dick: ...???
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Damian chose to go another way.
He stood at the door of Bruce's study and asked seriously, "Father, what do you think is the importance of the parent-child relationship?"
Bruce put down the book, looked up at him, and thought seriously for a moment: "Trust."
Damian nodded. "So, do you think the first way to express trust is... physical contact?"
Bruce: “?”
Damian's expression remained calm, but his hand had already quietly reached up, trying to pull it like Jason had.
But Bruce didn't give him the chance, and said, "It just so happens that there is a study here. You can take a look."
Damian looked at the thick stack of reports, his expression cracking for a moment.
He left angrily with the thick stack of reports, feeling extremely humiliated.
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Tim's method was the most subtle.
, opened the notebook, pretending to discuss the case analysis seriously, and from time to time deliberately lowered his head and frowned, showing an appearance of "overthinking causing a headache but enduring it".
Bruce finally glanced at him and said with concern, "You haven't gotten enough sleep."
Tim: “…”
Bruce pushed a cup of hot milk over: "Drink less coffee and more of this."
Tim looked at the steaming cup of milk and the corners of his mouth twitched.
567.
Did I mention that Bruce actually likes to tease children?
He is fully aware of the purpose of our actions, but he may have some bad intentions sometimes.
It's my turn.
I disdain to use their low-level methods, I choose to attack directly.
"Bruce, I've been a little stressed lately."
Bruce: "Oh?"
“What do you think a parent should do when their child is under a lot of stress?” I blinked.
Bruce thought calmly for a second, then picked up his phone.
"Afu, you can make Leona a cup of flower tea to help her sleep."
I:? ? ?
I slammed my palm on the table in anger: "Don't you think you are hypocritical?!"
Bruce raised an eyebrow, calmly saying, "Really? I'd love to hear more about it."
"When Jason acts like a spoiled brat, you hug him, pat his head, and talk to him gently! What about me?" I slammed the table. "You actually stuffed me with scented tea? And you made it yourself? Do I look like someone who needs scented tea?!"
Bruce put down his phone, looked at me, and asked seriously, "So, you want me to hug you?"
I:"……"
The whole restaurant was silent.
Everyone looked at me, waiting for me to speak.
I smiled faintly: "Haha, no, that's really funny, I don't care, it's up to you, hug whoever you want, I don't really want to be hugged, did I say anything? No, and you are really pretending."
Bruce nodded thoughtfully, as if he had expected this answer, and continued to look down at his documents.
Damn! This old bat is really cunning!!!
Jason, who was sitting opposite me, took a leisurely sip of coffee and gave me a provocative smile.
"Can't eat it?"
“…”
That's so funny.
He is actually provoking me, the most senior person in the family.
Haha, I don’t feel anything at all.
You are so pretentious.
…
Damn it!? What are you bragging about? Be careful or I'll expose you in Gotham's underworld for sleeping with Batman, Nightwing, Peregrine, and Wonder Woman dolls every week?!
568.
As a result, this secret "battle for favor" entered a white-hot stage.
Dick appeared in front of Bruce in different ways every day, either showing his wounds for Bruce to check, or sitting on the sofa with a thoughtful look on his face, waiting for Bruce to ask him "what's wrong".
But Bruce's reaction remained consistent, and he didn't look away.
What a joke! The house is full of medical kits and robots. Dick has so far rejected three robots that came with medical supplies to bandage his wounds.
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Damian was more direct. He stood in front of Bruce's desk, looking at him with a deep, penetrating gaze, waiting for Bruce to notice him.
But Bruce just calmly asked, "Damian, what do you need?"
Damian was silent for a few seconds, and finally managed to say, "It's okay."
Then he walked away, waving his cloak.
570.
Tim still maintained his tactics. Every day he would go to Bruce to report on his work, hoping to gain a little family support after working hard.
However, Bruce's feedback was just one sentence: "Good, keep it up."
As for me...
Haha, I said I don’t care anymore.
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"So, we all failed?" Dick lay on the sofa, his face buried in the pillow, his voice muffled.
"Not everyone," Tim said grimly. "At least Jason made it."
"This isn't fair." Damian snorted coldly, crossed his arms, and his face looked so gloomy that ink could drip down.
Jason, who was sitting in front of us, crossed his legs and flipped through a book leisurely, sipping the black tea at hand from time to time, with a smile of victory on his lips.
"You Jokers." He shook his head. "Bruce is not a fool. Of course he knows what you are trying to do."
"Why should he only give you hugs?" Dick said angrily, crossing his arms across his chest.
Jason closed the book and said slowly, "It's very simple. Because I do my missions when I should do my missions, patrol when I should patrol, eat when I should eat. And then, I act like a spoiled child when I should act like a spoiled child."
We were all silent.
"It's all your fault, Dick." I pointed at him.
"That's right. There were so many other challenges to come up with, but you had to make him go to Bruce and act like a spoiled brat. He ended up losing more than he gained." Tim also loudly condemned him.
"...You certainly haven't thought this through, Grayson." Damian stared at him seriously.
Dick's eyes widened in anger.
"Hey, hey, hey! That's not what you said back then!"
Jason watched us accusing each other and took another sip of black tea with the pride of the only designated winner.
Ah, delicious!
572.
However, Jason's pride did not last long.
Because the next day, he discovered that his patrol partner had become—
Dick.
"Hey, partner." Dick waved at him with a smile, "We're patrolling together tonight."
"...Wait, I remember my order today was to act alone?" Jason frowned. "What the hell are you doing?"
"Oh, nothing." Dick smiled innocently. "I've already talked to B, and he agrees that I can partner with you for a while. I don't have any other ulterior motives. I just want to cultivate a brotherly relationship with you."
He flipped over Jason.
So, Jason spent the whole night under Dick's "brotherly care".
When Jason tried to leap to the opposite building, Dick suddenly said, "Be careful, don't twist your ankle, and then go back to B and act like a spoiled child (emphasis added)."
When Jason finished dealing with a thief and was about to leave, Dick said: "Wow, that was a great fight! Our little brother who used to act like a spoiled brat has grown up and has become more powerful."
When Jason lowered his head to check his equipment, Dick said: "Hey, Dahong, you are so old, but you still act like a spoiled child (emphasis added). It's so cute."
Jason: “…”
"So, what do you want to do?" Finally, Jason couldn't bear it anymore and stopped, staring at Dick irritably.
Dick approached with a smile: "Nothing, I just feel that you have grown up, and I want to spend more time with you. It would be even better if I could listen to your coquettish (emphasis) again."
Jason: “…”
He finally realized that his complacency that day had triggered an endless disaster.
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Meanwhile, Tim was also busy.
He put a note on Jason's bedside -
[Jason, can you teach me how to act cute to Bruce? ]
Jason: “???”
As for Damian, after Jason came out of the training room sweating profusely, he looked at him coldly with a thoughtful look on his face.
Finally, he muttered under his breath, "Aegyo...huh?"
Jason's face darkened.
These bastards...
574.
In the end, of course, Bruce easily stopped the situation before it could spiral out of control.
He gave us all a big hug after his night patrol, it was a shared hug but it was a nice touch.
Although Barbara, Stephanie, and Kasan didn't participate in our hug campaign, they enjoyed the fruits of our struggle.
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Dick was the first to rush over, moving as fast as an excited golden retriever, and hugged Bruce tightly in his arms.
"Hahaha! B, you really dote on me the most!"
Jason stood there, a complicated expression on his face. He wanted to refuse, but seeing how comfortable Dick was hugging him, he gritted his teeth and followed him forward—who would refuse a free hug?
Tim walked over calmly and gave her a gentle hug, but he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, trying hard to look less excited.
Damian stood there, his face changing from gloomy to bright. Finally, he frowned and moved closer, reluctantly accepting this "meaningless intimate contact", but his ears turned red.
"Wow." Stephanie whistled, her eyes sparkling. "Then I won't be polite either!" She jumped up and hugged Bruce's side directly.
Cassan said nothing, walked forward quietly, put her arms around Bruce's waist, buried her face in his shoulder, and exuded a reassuring aura.
Barbara was watching the show at first, but in the end she couldn't help but sigh, walked forward, put her arm around Bruce's shoulders, and patted him on the back: "Okay, since everyone is hugging, I won't ruin the atmosphere."
For a moment, the entire center of the Batcave was filled with the image of us all holding Bruce.
"Uh...isn't this really a bit too crowded?" Tim complained quietly.
"It's no big deal. What's the problem with a hug between family members?" Dick said confidently.
"Heh." Jason sneered, but still didn't let go of his hand.
Bruce's voice came from between us, low and with a hint of indulgence: "You know... you don't have to make such a big fuss about this."
"This is all your fault." I rolled my eyes and pinched his cat ears. "It's you who deliberately ignored us, which made our fight more intense."
Bruce was silent for a moment, then chuckled softly.
This time, he took the initiative to tighten his arms and hugged us a little tighter.
"All right."
He whispered.
Hug us together.
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