I'm the villain in Gotham

The charm of Batman is reflected in all aspects. When he was Batman, he was the consultant of Zhenglian and the leader of Gotham Super Heroes. Of course, he was highly respected and admired; The mature and unique charm is still flocking to people.

Although Erberist knew very well in his heart that Bruce Wayne was just a disguise for Batman's convenience. In order to protect his only remaining family members and to better maintain vigilante activities, he had to make some changes to the reality. compromise.

But despite this, whenever Erberist saw Bruce hugging left and right, lingering in the flowers in newspapers or TV reports, he couldn't help feeling a burst of depression and dissatisfaction.They—those women approached his master only for money or resources, or to raise their own fame. They had evil intentions and were not worthy of him at all.

If Batman is really attracted to someone, such as Catwoman or Thalia, then Erberist will not say anything about his wishes, but he obviously does not.He doesn't like the hypocrisy and obstinacy of endlessly changing female partners every day, he just has to stop for his own ideals and goals.

Erberist only hoped that he could spare energy to do what he wanted to do. As for those things he didn't like, Erberist would do everything in his power to avoid them for him.

Therefore, when Batman changed his suit and was about to set off for a banquet in Gotham, Erberist stopped him.Seeing him coming, Batman seemed a little surprised. After taking off the mask, his handsome face showed a hint of surprise. Batman raised his eyebrows and motioned for him to speak.

"My dear master," Eberist approached him, put his palms on his chest, and smiled slightly: "It can be seen that you are not looking forward to tonight's event. In view of this, I have a small proposal, which may be able to To ease your worries a little."

Batman kept arranging his clothes. Hearing this, he looked at him: "What proposal?"

"Perhaps I can attend the banquet with you instead of your female companion, and you don't have to bother to please an irrelevant woman," he rolled the word irrelevant in his throat softly, and said softly: "I can Do everything they can, and of course, do better than them."

Batman's slender fingers arranging his tie paused, realizing that he could no longer keep up with the dragon's train of thought: "...you?"

He looked at Erberist, wondering hesitantly, did he even know what he was talking about?

After all, in many cases, his female companion not only allows him to better integrate into the atmosphere of the banquet, but also serves as evidence of another layer of his playboy meaning at night, so as to provide new news for the Gotham tabloids the next day. Talking resources, in order to consolidate his ignorant and incompetent idiot image.

...Yes, he should not know this.Since Urberister came to Wayne Manor, Batman has never brought any women home because he is worried that his existence will be exposed to outsiders.

Batman covered his forehead and sighed a little funny: "No need."

After finishing speaking, he didn't wait for Erberister to say anything more, and interrupted him directly: "Have you finished the homework assigned by Ron En this week?"

Erberist: "..."

It was only Tuesday, how could the week-long homework left by the Martian Manhunter on Monday be finished today.

Batman shrugged, and said as a matter of course: "Go and finish your own tasks before you want to help me."

Erberist: "..."

Erberist: "..."

He turned away angrily.

Then when Batman came back at night, Erberist took a picture of his homework on the table in front of him, smiled and said word by word: "Is it ready now, master?"

Batman was noncommittal: "We'll talk about this next time." Before Erberist had time to lose his temper, he said abruptly, "I didn't expect you to finish these learning contents so quickly... It seems that I need Talk to Ron, next time I will give you homework that matches your learning speed."

Erberist: "..."

For the second time today, he turned his head and walked away angrily.

Things got off to a bad start as Batman's sidekick, but everything else was flourishing.Erberist learned what he should have learned in two-thirds of the time Batman expected. Even though Batman had already estimated his IQ was high enough, this speed still surprised him.

While once again perfecting Erberist's profile, Batman is also estimating his current level of obedience and dependence on himself.

As far as Batman is concerned, Erberist's attention to him should be better than when he first came.Sometimes he learns to be obsessed, or Batman deliberately doesn't take him on the night watch, and Erberist loses his temper for a while when he finds out, but it's just a tantrum, and he hasn't done anything out of the ordinary.

Very good, Batman thought calmly, now is the time to implement the second phase of the plan.

He sent Erberist to Luxna: "This is Lotkea Dak," he introduced: "He is going to study at Wayne Technology for a while, and I will hand him over to you."

He signaled to Lucius that Lotkea could learn to participate in everything except certain confidential projects.But at the same time, Erberist's time with Batman was greatly reduced. He had to commute to and from get off work on time every day like an ordinary office worker, and sometimes he would come back late.

After two days of this kind of life, Erberist couldn't accept it a bit, and began to suggest to Batman: "I want to stay by your side," he said unhappily, "It takes up too much time to go to the company every day." , if you need me during this time, I'm afraid I can't help you."

Batman asked: "Are you not interested in scientific research?"

Erberist hesitated for a moment: "Of course, but if the price is..."

"No, Erberist," Batman said seriously, "you can't stay by my side all the time, a normal human being should have his own hobbies."

"But I'm not human." Erberist frowned: "Besides, you are my hobby."

After getting along for a while, Batman has become basically immune to Erberist's shocking and abrupt remarks.He realized that the dragon didn't really understand how his words had deeper meaning in the human world, and wasn't prepared to teach him that at this stage.The most important thing now is to wean him from his unusual interest in himself, to find some normal fun for him, and not to stare at his soul all day long.

"You can follow me to the night patrol every night," Batman began to submit the exchange condition: "but the premise is that you must go to the company to study during the day."

Erberist was still not very happy: "But..."

"No but." Batman coldly rejected his argument, and threw him a small hook: "Now I hand over all my equipment to Lucius, that's because he is the only one I trust and Someone capable of doing the job." He looked at Erberist, implying that when he was finished, he would be able to do the same.

Erberist's eyes suddenly lit up: "Do you expect me to help you like this?"

Batman gave an ambiguous "hmm".

"Then... well, I agree." Erberist thought for a while, anyway, Batman spends most of the day in Wayne Manor calculating or handling various affairs, and he goes out to work at night time.And he doesn't need rest like a fragile human being. He can be an inquisitive student during the day, fight criminals with Batman at night, and protect his safety by the way: "Where do you need me to develop?"

"It's all right," Batman didn't intend to restrict him: "No matter what you are interested in, you can help me in the end."

After getting the answer, Eberister happily agreed.

Of course, no matter how diligent and inquisitive a good student is, he also has time to rest, not to mention that Lucius doesn't go to work every day.In this spare time, Erberist developed another skill of his.

The lamb chops are frying on the pan, and the oily, delicate meat fragrance is flowing out, filling the tip of the nose.Following Alfred's example, Erberist sprinkled rosemary on the lamb chops, poured the sauce prepared in advance, and fried it until it was charred on the outside and tender on the inside.With a light stroke of the knife, the full juice will flow out along the lines of the meat.

Erberist garnished some broccoli and lemon slices on the side of the plate, then turned to Alfred and asked, "How is my cooking?"

"It looks very delicious, Mr. Lotkea." The old butler smiled and nodded, as if he was very happy for such a talented student.He looked at Erberist, with a kind and encouraging smile in his smile: "I think Master Bruce will have the same opinion about this."

Erberist happily carried out the tray.

It just so happened that the four little birds were all at home today, but in the eyes of Erberist, they seemed to not exist, and he directly placed the first meal he made in front of Batman, expecting him to taste it.

Four little birds: "..."

They felt that they were used to this kind of distinction between heaven and earth, and rolled their eyes at the same time.

Batman hesitated for a moment, seeing the old butler behind Erberister nodded to him, then picked up the knife and fork, cut a small piece and put it in his mouth.

The meat of the lamb chops is soft and tender. When you sip it lightly, the gravy wrapped in it bursts in your mouth. With the refreshing taste of rosemary, it lingers on your lips and teeth for a while, which is extremely delicious.

Batman has to admit, he's really talented at this.It can be seen from Alfred's expression that he is very satisfied with his work.

Batman put down his knife and fork, and nodded under Erberist's expectant and the old butler's smile... cough, urging eyes, and commented: "Not bad."

Erberist's eyes curled up: "Whatever you want to eat in the future, you can tell me directly. As long as it is what you want, I will do it for you." Speaking of this, he thought about the possible future scenarios , the corners of the lips curved up a few more degrees: "Of course, if you are willing to guide me personally or..."

Before he could finish speaking, the four little birds gasped at the same time: "Hiss—"

Erberist: "?"

He suddenly felt that the atmosphere had become a little unusual.A few birds either looked down at their plates, or turned their heads sideways to count the bottles placed in the wine cabinet, but they didn't look in Batman's direction.Erberist lowered his head in a strange way, and for the first time saw a little bit of embarrassment on Batman's face.

He felt even weirder.

Before he could ask, the old butler, who had fully understood his honesty during this time, coughed lightly, interrupting the next potentially more embarrassing scene: "Mr. Lotkea," he said calmly. He smiled and said, "Maybe you can come to the kitchen and help me, an old man?"

Until the meal was over, Erberist still didn't understand what had just happened.

He helped the old butler wash the dishes, and when he came out, Batman had already gone to work in the Batcave.Usually at this time, the four birds should also do their own things, and usually no one is seen, but today, perhaps because of Erberist's carelessness, they seemed to pay attention to him, and in just 10 minutes, let He has seen it all.

He meets Tim at the living room door, Dick in the hallway, and finally Jason and Damian at the corner of the stairs, who, presumably by chance, stare at each other when they see each other.

Without exception, all four of them reminded him, or warned him, in either subtle or direct ways, absolutely, absolutely not to let Bruce enter the kitchen.

Erberist: "?"

Why.

He originally wanted to ask someone, but unfortunately no one planned to tell him.Jason and Damian, the two hot-tempered ones, got angry at each other as they talked, jumping each other angrily.Erberist had no choice but to let go of his doubts, and first helped to fight: "I don't understand why you two insist on arguing," he said strangely, "You obviously care about each other very much, but you never mention it?"

Jason and Damian looked at each other and shouted at the same time: "I, care about him? Are you blind?!"

Erberist: "..."

He pressed down the veins popping out of his forehead, smiled and said, "I'm sure." He said pertinently, "I'm even sure that you care about everyone in your family, not like what you say."

Damian: "...Oh Todd, I didn't expect you to be such a person." He laughed loudly: "You coward, are you hiding in bed at night and crying secretly by yourself?"

Jason sneered: "Get out of here, devil bastard, get out of your father's arms and nurse."

The two immediately scolded each other again, and after scolding for a while, they ran to the courtyard to make an appointment for a fight.

Erberist: "..."

He stood where he was, looking at Jason and Damian who were beating to death outside, with question marks on his forehead.

Dick, who was passing by, patted Erberist on the shoulder, paused for a while, then patted him on the shoulder, and staggered away with a very lonely back.

Erberist: "?"