Bat Fight Simulator

"Then I want to eat ice cream--"

The player was mumbling. He got up late, no one cooked, and didn't have breakfast. Suddenly, like a vigilant puppy who remembered something, he tried to crawl back to his previous position, but was mercilessly held down by the cold-blooded head of the family.

"Don't eat snacks in the car. I thought this should be the most basic etiquette."

Damian certainly saw the crime scene of a certain unreliable priest secretly stuffing various candies, snacks and potato chip cans into a child's backpack.

Although it was seen by the surveillance camera, it depends on one's ability.

The backpack that the player had put down casually after getting on the bus was so far away from him at this time, so he just lay on the tyrant's thigh, holding his face with both hands, and opened his mouth to speak in an aria-like tone.

"Okay - I will be separated from my Dolly for a short time -"

Damian's face was full of black lines. He knew that the backpack was called Li Ai, and he guessed without much thought that Dolly was referring to his favorite tomato-flavored potato chips. But even so, he still adhered to his usual hard-heartedness and became the evil man who broke up the couple.

Jason in front of him was shaking a little. It was obvious that holding back laughter was a great test for this priest who was the boss of the black power.

"Confiscate all those novels after you go back."

"How can you say such cold words with your 108-degree mouth!"

"Puff."

Jason, who almost hit the big truck in front, quickly turned the steering wheel. Ahem, he was a professional at holding back laughter, unless he really couldn't help it.

Damian sneered at the words, his tone was dim.

"Because my heart is minus 108 degrees."

The player who had changed into swimming trunks and held the little yellow duck life buoy in one hand ran away without a trace almost as soon as Jason missed a glance, while he was still queuing up to buy ice cream for the kid.

Damian actually noticed Messiah running around, watching him jumping excitedly on the beach, and even imitating Nightwing to do several backflips or front flips.

The bob-haired boy left several rows of footprints on the beach with his bare feet. Although it was easy for them, it was obviously more lively than booking the whole place.

Jason, who had been waiting for a long time, finally came with three ice creams. Almost the moment he stood next to Damian and turned around, he saw the players who were looking at him eagerly waiting for ice cream.

The priest was about to laugh at Messiah's failure, but he was not really angry. It was just that when he handed the sea salt and lime ice cream to the little boy, the other party cheered, then held the ice cream in one hand and the lifebuoy in the other, and turned around and disappeared without a trace.

Damian next to him looked calm as if he had long been accustomed to it. He ate the ice cream bite by bite, and then the phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated. He took it out and opened it to find that it was Bruce. After thinking about it, he clicked to connect.

"Damian——" The other party's tone was actually a bit resentful.

"When did you have a child? I told you to pay attention to safety measures." However, the other party might have thought of his own eldest son, and he felt guilty about the following words.

Damian hung up the phone expressionlessly. Jason, who was eavesdropping just now, was overjoyed. He finished the ice cream in two or three bites, and raised his arm to put on the shoulder of Damian in this parallel world.

"Your old man."

"Yeah, he asked me why I was raising two children alone." Damian pretended to be melancholy.

"Hey? Don't think I can't hear you implying me." Jason was dissatisfied.

"Otherwise, what else can you be if you are not a child."

The eldest son of the Bat family sneered. He really felt that he had been doomed. He used to take care of Batman, and then took Batman to pick up a few little kids, but now he has a new kid. This child is really endless, right?

The player came back from strolling on the beach. He had finished his ice cream, but he brought a big watermelon. When he arrived nearby, he found that Damian and Jason had already started fighting. He scratched his head.

"Do you want to play blindfolded watermelon knocking?" the player asked

"Sure."

The tyrant who tried to hold the priest under him answered. Although this amount of exercise was nothing, the hot summer weather was really hot and made people sweat profusely. It was sticky and made people want to soak in the sea water directly.

It was just an interesting game. The tyrant was the first to play. He was blindfolded and holding a wooden stick. At first, he looked good, but it changed after a while.

The watermelon in the middle was intact, but the wooden stick seemed to have eyes and kept knocking at Jason's head.

Jason rubbed his hands and was about to go around Damian to give him a big surprise, but before he took a few steps, he heard another voice interrupting.

"Hey, are you playing games, Damian?"

The older Joe appeared with his brother Connor, and not far behind them were Clark and Lois discussing whether to drink watermelon juice or blueberry juice.

It was obvious that the two Kryptonians had ruthlessly ruined Jason's plan. He shrugged and watched Damian take off the black cloth on his face.

Then several people talked for a while, but Damian and Jason both ruthlessly refused to let the Kryptonians enter the game.

Joe was like a poor puppy who was scratched while trying to rub his partner, dejected, but the player decided to share the watermelon that survived Damian's hands with everyone.

The task of cutting the watermelon fell to Jason. He made a solemn sign of the cross and prayed, then began to cut the watermelon solemnly under the gaze of the three Kryptonians who were obviously fooled and nervous.

One into two, two into four, and finally into eight pieces accurately. After counting, he found that there were seven people present. Damian was about to hand the remaining piece of watermelon to the player when he heard a faint and breathless accusation from behind.

"Damian, why did you hang up on me?"

The wild Brucie baby appeared!

The player's eyes lit up with a wild light, and his eyes were clearly showing this meaning. Then Damian, who knew the player's character very well, knocked his head and groaned in accusation.