Young Damian

Damian, who had been nervous about flying and confused about their unknown destination, looked over upon hearing the commotion. His childish face was full of bewilderment, utterly unable to understand what his mother was doing.

"You're the first person I've been angry with since I crossed over," Kino suddenly said, suppressing his rage.

"This is bad."

Talia inwardly cursed her misfortune. She realized she had been too hasty, acting rashly without understanding this man's personality. Now, she feared they were in trouble.

Kino pushed without hesitation, and Talia's body plummeted from the high altitude like a kite with a broken string.

"Mom!"

Damian cried out in terror, his voice filled with fear and helplessness.

He watched his mother fall rapidly, his small body trembling uncontrollably.

"Venom."

A black tentacle suddenly extended from behind Kino, quickly reaching out and precisely grabbing Talia, suspending her in mid-air.

[Kino, you can't kill a child's mother in front of him.]

"Sorry, Damian," Kino apologized sincerely. He had indeed been furious just moments ago.

"Mom is okay."

Looking at his mother suspended in the air, Damian's tense heart finally relaxed.

His gaze was still filled with fear of Kino; this man had almost killed his mother.

[Why so angry? I've read so many manga, this kind of plot isn't unheard of.] Kino found his own immense rage difficult to comprehend.

After all, she wasn't human. Even with all of Kino's memories, she couldn't grasp human ethics and morality.

"Those are fake, so I can read them as manga. I'm lustful, but I don't act on it indiscriminately," Kino patiently explained.

[I don't understand. You were happy when we tried all sorts of things from the manga.]

"When you become a mother, you might understand. I don't care where she tempts me, and if the mood is right, we could even have sex, but she can't do it in front of her child."

Kino looked at Damian, who had his head bowed in his arms, and gave a wry smile. The child was truly frightened this time, so he accelerated their flight towards Gotham.

Damian looked at his mother suspended in the air. Kino's words left him completely confused, but though he didn't understand, he deeply remembered them.

Gotham's sky was gloomy, with heavy clouds pressing down on the city, creating a stifling and oppressive atmosphere.

It was still daytime, and Bruce Wayne was not out. Instead, he was in his study at the manor, engrossed in studying documents.

Suddenly, a sharp alarm blared without warning, shattering the existing tranquility.

His brow furrowed, and he quickly pulled up the surveillance feed. On the screen, the mysterious individual who had once copied Superman's powers appeared again.

This time, he was holding a child, and Talia was bound behind him.

"He's been with the League of Assassins all along?" Bruce Wayne mused inwardly. He had been searching for this mysterious person's whereabouts for some time, never expecting him to show himself.

His gaze grew more serious, his mind racing as he considered the stranger's intentions and possible actions.

Kino looked up at the camera and said, "Bruce, I have something to discuss with you. Can we meet?"

Bruce, on the other end of the surveillance, was silent for a moment before finally saying, "I'll be waiting in the drawing-room."

Kino, holding Talia's hand, strode into the manor and arrived at the drawing-room. Bruce was already seated there, waiting, with Alfred preparing tea nearby.

As soon as Kino saw Bruce, he unhesitatingly shoved Damian into his arms.

"Here, your son, Damian."

Bruce instinctively caught him and, upon hearing that, froze slightly. He instinctively looked down at the little face in his arms.

Crack--

The crisp sound of a cup falling to the floor.

Alfred's eyes widened as he stared at Damian's face, which looked remarkably like the Young Master's when he was a child.

"Butler," Kino joked, "can you serve me some good tea this time?"

"Of course, Mister," Alfred replied with a smile, his tone more cordial than before.

Bruce sat there, holding Damian, his eyes filled with complex emotions: shock, worry, surprise, and a sense of responsibility. His initial probing intentions were also disrupted.

As for the mother of this child, there was no need to guess; it was clearly Talia, wrapped up like a mummy.

Bruce's body felt stiff, unsure of how to place his hands. This was the first time he had met his child, and the feeling of unfamiliarity mixed with closeness left him flustered.

His gaze lingered on Damian but then suddenly noticed the way Damian secretly glanced at Talia and Kino.

It was fear, as if he hadn't recovered from the recent ordeal.

"Alfred, please take Damian away for a moment. We have something to discuss," Bruce said, taking a deep breath and trying to calm himself.

"Yes, Young Master," Alfred responded. He gently picked up Damian and was about to turn and take him out.

Damian, however, clutched Bruce's clothes tightly and called out, "Mom."

Bruce looked at Kino, his eyes seeking an answer.

Kino sighed and released his tentacles, turning his back on Talia.

"Shut up and go out with them."

Talia stood up, glanced at Bruce, and then led the way out, with Alfred and Damian following closely behind.

"Sorry, for almost killing his mother in front of the child, it was my fault."

Bruce's pupils contracted, and his mind was instantly pulled back to that dark alley, the figures of his parents lying in a pool of blood appearing in his mind. Pain and anger surged in his heart.

"What is your purpose in coming to me?"

He suppressed the emotions in his heart and asked coldly.

"One purpose for coming is to deliver the child to you, and the other is to find you."

Kino's expression was calm as he took out a small bottle of blue liquid and placed it on the table.

"The Lazarus Pit. You rule the League of Assassins."

Bruce's gaze was fixed on the small bottle of liquid, his expression grave. Of course, he recognized it; he had even used it once himself. But he paid more attention to the other piece of information.

"More or less. I hope you can use it as a core to create an elixir. It doesn't matter if the effect is weaker."

Kino picked up his black tea and took a sip, as if discussing a trivial matter.

"I can do that, but I need to know who you are and what your purpose is for wanting these."

Bruce stared at Kino, agreeing to the deal, but his eyes were filled with vigilance and inquiry.