"But they look so ugly!"

Santa Claus unceremoniously said that this disgusting-looking monster is not at all in line with human aesthetics.

Thomas shrugged his shoulders helplessly and said, "It's already much better, if it is arranged according to the predecessor of Christmas, Yule Day, then the blood and blood vessels of the livestock will have to be peeled off and painted all over the gods and sacrificial temples, I am afraid that just being seen by the children can scare them into nightmares for life." ”

"Myths have also changed with people's lives, and you should be able to feel it clearly, after all, from the Viking warriors in Northern Europe to Santa Claus who conveys joy, and now the children's expectations of you are gradually decreasing, making you weaker and weaker."

Santa Claus snorted, took a sip of liquor out of his mouth, and said, "In the beginning, people would make giant goats out of straw and light them to try to drive me away." ”

Thomas handed Santa Claus the contract to command the gift-giving monsters, saying, "Don't worry, there's a space in their stomachs that will help you deliver the gifts to your child's home as long as your Christmas gift list is tied to them." ”

"Of course, if they meet a bad boy, they will also spit out the briquettes in their stomachs as a warning. They do look a little ugly, but they don't do any harm to the child. ”

Santa Claus looked at the contract in his hand, took out his two lists, and slapped the contract into the list.

Immediately after Santa's whistle, the monsters lined up to take out all kinds of gifts from Santa's red pocket and swallow them, and then neatly follow the established route to other worlds.

Santa Claus touched his beard and said, "It's very simple, what's your child's name?" ”

"Bruce, Bruce Wayne ......"

Santa Claus, who was frowning, looked at Bruce and said, "It's a good boy, but it's past the age." Forget it, here's it for you......"

Pulling out a gift box from his red pocket and handing it to Thomas, Santa Claus said, "Before Christmas begins, I need to hurry up for a drink and ...... next time."

Santa Claus then puts his bag on the elk carriage and flies away with the sound of the bells.

"Hey! What about my gifts? ”

Tony yells at Santa Claus below, but only half a bottle of wine falls from the sky and smashes right on Tony's body.

"Damn, it's naked eccentricity!"

Tony is dissatisfied with Santa Claus, and then leaves with the Elemental Eater. The Technology Development Bureau created those gift-giving monsters, and Tony just came to witness that they were used in the most appropriate place, and he didn't care about the rest.

Thomas handed the gift to Bruce and said, "Let's go, Bruce, it's time for us to go home too." ”

Bruce opened the gift and found a silver revolver inside, which didn't look clean and had some signs of rain.

However, Bruce saw the origin of the gun at a glance, and even after flipping the body of the gun and checking the gun number, he confirmed that the gun was the same gun used by Joe Ziel to rob the Waynes and murder the Waynes in Crime Alley.

Thomas also saw the silver revolver, reluctantly snatched it from Bruce's hand, shook his head and said: "What a grudge Santa Claus, I hope that when my grandson is born, I can receive some normal gifts." ”

Seeing the evidence from Crime Alley again, Bruce completely lost his cool, as if he had returned to the dark and bleak night before, when his parents were exchanging the stage play they had just played, and a crazy figure appeared in front of them with a gun.

Then his father stood in front of his mother, the torn pearl necklace and the tossed handbag, and the way Joe Zill looked at him.

"Bruce! Bruce! ”

Bruce was awakened from his memories by a series of calls, and Thomas was anxiously shaking his body, forcing bottles of potions into his mouth.

"A sedative that keeps you absolutely sane for the time being."

"Ahem."

Feeling his comaniseness regaining his senses, Bruce coughed up the potion that was choking in his throat and said, "I'm feeling better." ”

"Bruce, it's not your responsibility alone."

Thomas comforted his child, and then, as if remembering something, said with a smile, "Bruce, I'll tell you a joke." ”

"What is six legs before it comes into the alley, and two legs when it comes out?"

Bruce gasped, he couldn't believe that such a hellish joke came out of his own father's mouth.

Hell jokes are hell, and even the sedative potion can't suppress Bruce's excitement at the moment.

However, Thomas, as if he didn't feel it at all, said the answer: "Haha, it's the Waynes!" ”

Then, Thomas said: "Bruce, I heard this joke before in the mouth of the director, and I scolded him directly at that time. However, the director just smiled and replied to me, 'But that's the reality.' ”

"Bruce, everything happened. Everything is a reality, and now that we have a second chance, what we need to do is to learn from the previous experience and plan well to avoid the tragedy happening again. ”

"Bruce, if you want to change Gotham, you're going to have to face hell on earth! Are you really ready? ”

Looking at Thomas Wayne's concerned and burning eyes, Bruce's strong desire to eradicate sin ignited again and soared infinitely.

Taking the revolver from his father who had murdered his family, Bruce put it back in the box and wrapped it up.

"I'm ready, father."

"Don't worry, you still have me behind you, if you can't do it, I can go and ask that old fellow in Kent, and his son can be your helper." If it doesn't work, I'll let Simmons go to the director. ”

Thomas seemed to finish what he hadn't said for nearly twenty years, and the two of them walked more and more slowly until nightfall.

There were no more people on the empty road, only the one-legged street lamps rotated one after another, lighting the way home for the father and son.

And in front of a cottage in the distance, a brown-haired lady lit up the waiting in front of the porch, and the father and son were also waiting to return home.

"Martha, I'm back!"

"Mom's ......"

Bruce just wanted to keep himself from waking up, it was the warmth of home, and his father enthusiastically told him what to focus on at work and how to communicate with other people. And his mother smiled and stroked his head, adding a little more to him as if she had been a child.

Even when Bruce is lying in bed, he is reluctant to close his eyes and lose the atmosphere of this house.

Day 2......

Bruce looked at the house, his father Thomas opened a newspaper with characters moving freely like videos, and his mother Martha was making breakfast in the kitchen.

The smell of burnt bread came from his nose, and Bruce reached out to tear open the wound he had left yesterday again.

The pain came, telling Bruce that everything was real.

Thomas put down the newspaper, looked at Bruce standing on the stairs, and said with a smile, "Awake?" Hurry up and eat. I took a long leave of absence for a while. The old guy in Kent is a bit of a hassle and just takes you along. After dinner, let's go to the Technology Development Bureau and see if we can knock something out of Howard's hand, and when you go back, you can bring some ...... for Alfred."

(End of chapter)