On the other side, Strange brought the three Batmen to the Principal's office. Strange had just opened his mouth to start cursing when Bruce cut him off before he could get a word out. "I didn't see anything in the restricted section."
At once, all three pairs of eyes focused on his face.
Strange immediately realized something was wrong. He knew what kind of person Batman was—a dangerous obsessive, a hopeless paranoid. And fittingly enough, aside from the history of the magical world, the restricted section contained the contact methods of all sorts of evil and dangerous Demon Gods.
If Batman got hold of those things... Strange did not dare imagine how much trouble they could cause.
This was a threat, wasn't it? It was definitely a threat, wasn't it?
Strange looked at Bruce. Bruce met his gaze without flinching. His blue eyes remained clear, carrying the faintest trace of a smile. Strange took a deep breath and pointed toward the door.
"It's late. I'm going back to sleep. Bye." Bruce even closed the door for them as he left.
"What's in the restricted section?" Main Universe Batman asked Strange.
"What kind of attitude is that?" Strange frowned. "No matter what, I'm the principal of this school and your professor. You broke school rules on your very first day and caused such a huge mess. Shouldn't you give me an explanation?"
"How big a mess we caused depends on how valuable the things in the restricted section are." Arkham Batman stared at him.
Strange cursed that troublemaking Bruce ten thousand times in his heart. If Bruce had not brought it up first, these two would not have fixated on it so stubbornly.
"That has nothing to do with you," Strange said. "It contains records of much of the magical world's