"Dear Dr. Rodriguez, I have to write to you again, but this is not an emergency, please don't worry, it's just that the situation I told you earlier is getting worse, I just hope it's not my unnecessary worry, at least my concern has some truth, right?

Yesterday, Dick came back, but he only came to get his textbooks, and before Alfred heard that he was still in school in your universe, so he arranged for him to tutor, and to my surprise, he did not do well in his studies, and he could also speak French and ballet.

I thought about learning dance or gymnastics for Dick, who was exceptionally talented at it, but I didn't open my mouth, which is a pity.

Dick took his things and left quickly, I can understand him, I think I must be very different from the Batman of your universe, Damian, who accompanied him back, looked at me a few times, I was sure there was some longing in his eyes, but I didn't know what he was craving.

Or maybe it's just that I don't want to admit it.

He didn't say anything, and neither did I, and the two of them left quickly, and Jason, who was supposed to be back at the manor on Thursday night to get a repair tool, didn't come back, saying that Barbara was doing something with his computer and that Jason Jr. was helping her.

They all of a sudden seem to have their own business, but I'm worried about it, and I don't think it's weird, because I used to want them to have their own lives.

But now I am not as happy as I thought, I have too many worries about the birds leaving the nest, but I know that they have already had powerful wings to soar in the sky.

I just want to confirm to you, Doctor, that my weirdness comes from my momentary maladaptation, and I hope it's just my maladaptation, and I don't think I'm going to be the kind of tyrannical elder who binds kids. ”

With a slight "whoosh", the letter was folded off by Schiller's fingers, and after reading the contents of the letter, he sighed again, he was worried about Batman's current state of mind.

After the two Robins were transferred from this universe to the main universe, they obviously made a lot of noise in that Gotham City, and it stands to reason that Batman should soon be able to find out who is doing the ghost, but apparently he is now in a low mood, and even his previously sensitive detective sense of smell has weakened slightly.

Or rather, he was not in the mood to investigate the case at all, and he paid only a little attention to the strange rise of the gangsters, and had been writing to Schiller about the changes in Robin for the past few days.

The Robins who have returned from another universe have indeed changed a lot, and the biggest and most difficult for Batman to accept is that the Batfamily no longer revolves around Batman.

In the past, the Batman family said that it was Batman's assistant, in fact, it was more like his support team, Batman rarely let them really help much, but often helped them solve a lot of problems, the connection between the Batman family and Batman came more from the endless topic of Batman.

They talk to each other about Batman, then each with Batman, then with each other about what they discussed with Batman, and then they talk about what they have had with Batman and what they will do with Batman in the future.

Children and teenagers will simply identify the center of gravity of their lives, they are more sensitive in the group than adults, more like a group of lambs, who are close to them, they will rely on all parts of their lives, and the Batfamily will put all the focus on Batman.

This habit not only domesticated these children, but also to some extent domesticated Batman.

He was very accustomed to the birds of the bat family constantly dangling in front of his eyes, chirping in his ears, giving him trouble every now and then, and even becoming his weakness and trouble.

While Robins make Batman the center of their lives, Batman is also ready to shelter them.

But since the two sets of Robins went to a distant universe and came back, Batman was shocked to find that the focus of the Batfamily's life was no longer Batman.

Robins suddenly got busy, and it seemed that everyone had a lot to do, but these things had nothing to do with Batman, not even with Batcave, Wayne Manor, they were rushing around these places, and they didn't even bother to say a word to Batman standing next to him.

If it was someone else who suddenly changed his temperament, Batman would have immediately become very suspicious and investigate, but Batman is now mired in a kind of self-doubt, as he has hinted at Robins to be independent several times before, and even he himself feels that he must want Robins to be independent.

But when Robins are really independent, Batman finds himself unhappy at all, so he begins to wonder if he is the kind of parent who is very double-standard, very open-minded in trivial matters, but completely ignores the wishes of his children when it comes to big things.

Batman doesn't feel like that, but he can't explain the loss in his heart.

Of course, he has heard of what some people say about the Bat Family, such as, "How can a big guy raise a group of young boys without other purposes?" Or a lighter "Batman has all the children of the Bat family revolving around him, nothing more than to satisfy his desire for control and vanity".

In the past, Batman didn't care about these comments, but when the faint sadness that hadn't been seen in his heart for many years came to him, he couldn't help but wonder what he had formed the Bat Family for.

Looking back, did this group of children really help a lot? Are they really growing up healthy and making great progress? Is Gotham, a rotten city, really better because of their existence?

Most of Batman's recent letters to Schiller are about these issues, as he really doesn't know who else to discuss education-related topics, and Schiller does reply to every letter seriously, which has taken up most of his recent life.

But Batman's psychology itself is not healthy, like a dam that has been full of cracks, Schiller has to be careful not to leak the previous cracks while plugging new holes, and more importantly, to be careful not to create new cracks, which is like embroidering on a balloon.

He felt that the world really should set up an award alongside the Nobel Prize, called the "Batman Psychiatrist Award", even with Schiller's professional level, to be a psychological and pedagogical consultant for an adult Batman, it would exhaust him enough.

Schiller knew he had to find a way to improve the situation, firstly, because correspondence was not a good form of counseling.

In other words, for mature Batman, there is no correct way of psychological counseling, even if face-to-face, Schiller simply cannot get the feedback he wants from his expression and demeanor, his mental defense is too high, even if he has the ability to climb over, it is not a good choice to climb over.

The second reason is that if Batman indulges in this emotion and does not track down what happened in Gotham City, then Robin, big and small, will really build the Wayne family into the number one gangster family.

Just as Schiller pondered a solution, Strange, dressed in mage robes, knocked on his office door.

"You're here." Strange let out a long breath and said, "Can we change it for the second period of the afternoon?" I'm going to teach and research with Professor Konstantin. ”

"Teaching and research? What are you going to study? Schiller got up from behind his desk, walked to the wall to look at the timetable, then took the pen from his pocket and drew a circle for the afternoon lesson.

"Uh...... Can I tell? I've never taught such a young child at all. Strange let out a long sigh and said, "I spent half of my time maintaining discipline in that trial class, and really, you should have found them a middle school teacher rather than get me." ”

"So you're going to study how to maintain discipline?"

"No, keep the discipline up to Professor Victor, let's do what we do better, I really can't deal with that group of kids for more time in the day."

"Okay, I'll do the second lesson." Schiller nodded and agreed easily, but Strange looked a little puzzled, he looked at Schiller quietly, and then said, "Are you sure?" Those lively and active children are more noisy than the monkeys in the primeval forest, are you sure you can handle it? ”

"If you're curious about my teaching patterns, you can come over or join John."

Schiller walked back to his desk and began to pack up the letters sent by Batman, only then did Strange notice that Schiller was reading the letter just now, and he asked half-variously, half-curiously, "Who wrote you so many letters?" ”

"An empty nester whose child suddenly leaves home."

"You look worried."

"Is it that obvious?"

"It's very obvious." Strange spread his hands and walked to the table, straightened his cuffs and said, "It seems that you are still a good psychiatrist in this world." ”

"Psychiatrists can't handle this level of trouble."

Strange raised an eyebrow and said, "What's the trouble with this?" I really don't understand how anyone in this world can like children, and even feel sad because these monkeys have left home, and I wish they had left early. ”

After saying that, Strange turned and walked towards the door and said, "Since he lacks children, let's stuff him with a few children, it would be better if we had this group here, I really don't know how long my patience can last." ”

Looking at the back of Strange leaving, thinking about the words he left behind, Schiller stood there in silence for a moment, and then he lowered his head and rubbed his fingers over the letter in his hand, as if he had an idea.

(End of chapter)