Chapter 96: Next time, I will definitely say, “You shouldn’t do this kind of thing.
"You shouldn't do this kind of thing."
"Okay, okay, I won't do this next time." Tony promised casually, not caring much about his expression.
"There won't be a next time." Batman didn't trust him very much either, he looked at another person.
"Of course." Strange said seriously. If you ignore this man's behavior just now, he looks much more reliable than Tony.
Liu Shu shook her head. She thought they could be tougher.
"Don't eat it. Didn't I tell you not to eat it?" Damian's tone was calm, as if it was just a normal reminder.
"Yeah," Liu Shu threw the thing in his hand into the fire, "We were just curious."
"I think you're thinking of it as dinner," he said, stuffing the drink back into her hand. "Let's go."
"Let's play together next time."
Damian didn't answer her.
Liu Shu just watched his back disappear. He didn't even follow his father's example and turned his head. What a good boy he is.
"Let's go?" Tony patted her shoulder. "Then let's continue!"
"Remember what you just said?" Batman's voice came from the fire.
"???" Huo spoke? Or was it Batman's voice? This was strange and scary. Liu Shu turned to look over there.
Strange took a small, burnt object out of the fire and threw it on the beach.
"Why would anyone add fireproofing to something like this?" Tony poked it with a stick. It seemed to be originally black, not blackened by fire.
"I've been watching you." The high temperature did not make this little thing lose its effect.
"Ugh, you're so disgusting," Tony said, throwing it back into the fire with disgust. It seemed like he was the one who threw it just now. "Come on, I'll take you to a more normal place to eat." He glanced at the fish on the shore and gave up fighting with that stubborn person.
“…”
On a starless night, you can actually see half of the moon through the thin clouds.
Damian once again connected to the communication from the League of Assassins.
"Mother, Iron Man has come to Gotham."
"Don't worry about him, just follow the plan." Talia didn't care about the visitor from New York.
"Okay." Damian lowered his head. He always felt that now was not the best time. If he really wanted to do that kind of thing, there was probably no such thing as the 'best time'.
"You are not as determined as before. What makes you hesitate?" As his mother, Talia could easily hear his emotions.
"……nothing."
"I know he will have some influence on you, but I hope it's for the better. Damian, you play the most important role and you can't hesitate."
"I see."
"Remember what I said."
This communication ended unusually quickly, and Damian felt that his mother seemed to have little patience left.
“…”
Damian sat on the windowsill, leaning against the window frame. He knew it was time to go to bed, but he couldn't fall asleep even if he lay in bed. He might as well just look at the night sky outside.
The knock on the door was not very loud, and the direction from which the sound came was a little low.
He opened the door and let Di Ting into the room.
Di Ting walked to the bedside and looked at him.
"Go to bed right away."
"Woof!"
Opening his eyes again, facing the increasingly familiar ceiling, Damian did not stay in bed for another second. He washed and dressed as quickly as possible, and started his morning exercise while holding Di Ting.
"What a healthy routine." Dick lowered his head and looked through the window at Damian running outside.
“…” The person next to him was very quiet, leaning against the wall without saying anything.
"Why did you fall asleep again?" Dick grabbed Tim's shoulders and shook him awake.
"I didn't sleep... I was just resting." Tim held the cabinet and shook his head. He had indeed fallen asleep just now.
When his hand was about to touch something on the cabinet, Dick changed his direction and said, "Don't break the vase. Let's go have breakfast. Maybe it will sober you up."
"Do you think he will do anything?" Tim looked at the stairs under his feet. In order to walk down safely, he started talking about some exciting topics.
"No." Dick looked at him with a little concern, and only after making sure that he was walking with his eyes open did he walk down with peace of mind.
What he said was a little surprising. Tim turned to look at him and asked, "Do you trust him so much?"
"I believe in Bruce." Dick curled his lips, believing in his decision.
Tim nodded after a moment of silence, "Okay, me too."
They walked to the dining table together, but Tim didn't sit down immediately. Instead, he walked to the coffee machine.
"Give me one, too." Dick raised his hand from his seat.
"Huh?" Tim turned around with a little surprise. Dick didn't drink coffee most of the time at home.
"I think I need to sober up a bit, too." Dick smiled at him.
“OK.”
Soon Tim placed a cup of coffee in front of him.
"Thanks."
"I hope everything goes well today." Tim made a wish to the coffee in front of him.
"Haha..." For some reason, this action made the other person at the table laugh.
"why are you laughing?"
"There is no God of Coffee." Dick was still laughing.
"Did I say that?" Tim's eyes became increasingly dangerous.
"I feel like you think so." He spread out his hands with an innocent expression.
Under Tim's threatening gaze, Dick raised his hands in surrender. "I was wrong. Don't take my coffee away."
"I'd rather your breakfast drinks be less invigorating than coffee." Ah Fu placed two plates of bread, fried eggs, and bacon in front of them.
"Thank you, Alfu." Tim seemed very satisfied with today's breakfast. After all, Alfu didn't bring him two glasses of milk.
"I should go wake up Master. If Master Damian comes over, remember to tell him that breakfast is in the kitchen," he instructed the two.
"Okay." Dick nodded.
When Damian actually came over, they didn't have a chance to warn him.
Because he didn't even look at them and went straight to the kitchen.
"Well, he knows it better than us." Dick lowered his head with some regret and continued to cut the eggs.
"He's the only one in the family who eats breakfast in the morning." Tim supported his face with one hand. Although eating like this was not very polite, this was at home and it was okay to eat upside down.
"Woof! Woof..." Di Ting jumped twice at his feet.
"What are you doing?" He put down his fork.
Di Ting walked to Damian's seat and touched the chair leg with his claws.
Tim understood, and he carried Di Ting onto the chair.
"Shouldn't we add a chair to it?" Dick was very pleased to see this harmonious scene.
"Have you forgotten? It's a temporary residence."
"It will become Xiao D's sooner or later." He looked at Di Ting with a smile.
"Woof! Woo woo woo!"
"Is it scolding you?" Tim didn't understand, but he felt that it was not a good thing.
"Sorry, sorry." Dick didn't want it to hate him because of his words, so he touched it tentatively.
"Woof!"
It seemed that Di Ting didn't care about his offense.
"What are you doing?" Damian came out with a plate. He seemed to have heard some noise outside.
"Nothing." Dick sat up slowly and ate breakfast in the most standard manner.
"?" Damian sat down next to Di Ting. He didn't think too much about it. After all, he had given up trying to understand this person a long time ago.
Bruce didn't show up at the table until they finished breakfast.
"Someone will come to pick you up in an hour and a half. Do you need me to explain the process again?" Ah Fu walked up to Damian and asked him.
"No need." Damian shook his head slightly. He had already heard it yesterday and he didn't need to be reminded and he wouldn't forget it.
"You weren't as calm as him back then." Dick patted the shoulder of the person next to him. After they finished breakfast, they returned to the living room.
"If I had known what I'm doing now, I wouldn't have been so nervous," Tim said, frowning as he typed. "I would have run."
"Are you looking at the guest list? This isn't something you should be doing, is it?" Dick leaned over to look at the screen.
He sighed, "That evil god from Asgard will come. This complex environment will make it easy for him to escape. And Stark actually chose this place as the landing point for Thor. I need to rearrange the venue."
Tim rubbed his forehead and said, "It can't be handed over to others yet. New Yorkers are really troublesome. I shouldn't have sent him an invitation in the first place."
"He sent quite a few before, and he also sent quite a lot to the manor, but we haven't had much contact." Dick remembered seeing him deal with these things sometimes when he went home.
"He happened to be in Gotham for something this time. If he had known, I would have told him not to send it..." Tim sighed and threw the laptop onto the empty space on the sofa. "It's over. Next time, I'll throw the laptop on Bruce's pillow."
"I support you." Dick nodded in agreement.
"What?" Bruce walked up behind them.
Tim looked up at him. He didn't want to say anything right now.
"You're finally awake. Breakfast is over there." Dick pointed towards the kitchen.
"Thank you. When they come around to ask me questions later, remember to take good care of Damian and don't let others get too close to him." Bruce patted the two children's heads with both hands and left.
"Does he still think we are teenagers?" Dick put his hand down helplessly.
"I'm just a teenager anyway." Tim leaned back against the pillow and closed his eyes.
"Hey, don't sleep."
"I'm not asleep," he opened his eyes, "You have to trust the caffeine."
"You never know. Coffee doesn't work for me as well as it used to." Dick closed his eyes like him, but found that he was not sleepy at all.
"..." Dick thought for a few seconds, "What's with that cup of coffee you gave me?"
"Why am I so sleepy? I think I gave you the wrong drink just now." Tim suddenly realized. He stood up and tried to make himself another cup.
"Wait, how many times have you drunk concentrated alcohol?" Dick felt like he was a little too sober.
"Less than last month." Tim didn't give him a specific answer.
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