I train Batman in a horror world

Bruce successfully completed his training for The Shining.

To be honest, he didn't suffer any injuries at all during the entire training session.

Of course, if tears count.

However, since it's training, there are bound to be some gains.

......

Bruce still had two tear tracks on his face.

At this moment, he looked at the boy in front of him who looked exactly like him and asked himself a soul-searching question.

"What's going on?!"

"Oh, I forgot to mention, this is a physical entity created by the hotel based on your existence, called Constructed Bruce."

"...?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than the hotel staff leaped into the air and grabbed Bruce's leg.

"Please, let me follow you, even if it means going through fire and water!"

"Get out!"

Bruce's face flushed red on the spot, and he wanted to kick away the physical entity created by the hotel!

Most importantly, this guy transformed into his own appearance.

It looks weird no matter how you look at it!

"You don't like how I look?"

The hotel itself didn't loosen its grip on Bruce; instead, it changed its appearance again.

This time it turned into a little girl.

It's like the combination of the spirits of the twin sisters I saw not long ago.

"How about this? You should like it!" the hotel asked.

"..."

Bruce was speechless, and even Foll was astonished.

Foul asked, "Could you transform into a female bat? Like having big, wavy black hair, and two cat ears on your head, oh yes, a taller figure, yes, and a fuller figure down there... and a tail with a heart on it!"

Bruce watched as the hotel, according to Foul's words, transformed into the shape Foul wanted.

Then the hotel remained in the position of hugging its own leg.

Bruce immediately yelled, "That's enough, you two!!!"

"..."

Foul and the hotel entity blinked, looking at him with an innocent expression.

"Isn't it beautiful?" Foul said.

The hotel staff said, "Yes, but I still prefer little girls. Although you're quite young, let me tell you, a woman gets old once the umbilical cord is cut!"

"God above, how could you be so treacherous?!"

Is this eerie?

"Isn't this sinister?!"

"..."

Bruce could hear their conversation, and he couldn't take it anymore. He punched both Fowler and the hotel entity on the head!

"Shut up! All of you, shut up!"

"..."

The hotel staff, who had been planning to follow Bruce, immediately became obedient after being called upon by him.

Foul was different.

It snorted coldly, turned its head away, and got angry.

Bruce wouldn't try to coax it.

He looked down at the hotel entity that was clinging to his leg.

"Change back to normal!"

"Will I be able to follow you if I change back?"

"If you don't change, you'll never be able to follow me!"

Without hesitation, the hotel immediately complied.

Bruce's vision blurred, and suddenly a massive hotel appeared before him.

"..."

Bruce instinctively looked toward the hotel, which was completely covered by snow.

Then he glanced at the hotel in front of him.

The hotel then literally twisted its tongue.

"So you like me this way... You're such a loyal boy."

"?"

Bruce asked directly, "Why do you want to follow me?"

"this......"

The two large windows on the outside of the hotel seem to be its eyes.

The curtains in the two windows outside the hotel moved deliberately, as if they were staring straight at Bruce.

Bruce immediately realized it was looking at Fowler on his shoulder.

At the same time, the bat on his shoulder let out a very arrogant snort.

"Putting aside other factors, the main reason is that I have seen your soul," the hotel said.

"My soul?" Bruce frowned.

"For some other reason, I cannot devour your soul, but I can watch over you."

The hotel said, "I want to watch you, I want to know what you will eventually become."

Bruce remained silent for a moment, his furrowed brows not easing but rather tightening.

"Just because of that?" he asked.

"Yes," the hotel replied.

Bruce wanted to ask more questions, but then the hotel suddenly shrank and grew two arms that hugged his legs again.

It looked at him pitifully through those two windows.

"..."

Bruce said, "Let go."

The hotel said, "If you agree, I'll let go."

Are you threatening me?

"I'm begging you."

"..."

at last.

Foul couldn't hold on any longer.

He discovered that pretending to be arrogant was completely useless!

Because Bruce will really ignore him!

"This is like a reward after your training. Let it stay with you; it can become your bat cave from now on. Isn't that great? A living bat cave!"

You'd better shut up.

"You wicked Gotham brat, I'll personally roll around on your shoulder!" Foul was furious!

Bruce seemed particularly strange at that moment.

He has a hotel clinging to his lap on one leg and a bat rolling around on his shoulder.

They look like children favored by fate.

Bruce doesn't think so.

He was thinking.

I'm considering whether or not I should take this hotel in.

He certainly wouldn't completely believe what the hotel said.

After all, this guy is an evil thing!

He meant, what kind of being would say something like, "A woman gets old once her umbilical cord is cut"?

But what if the hotel starts affecting other people if I just leave it alone?

At that moment, Fowler's voice echoed in my mind.

"If you really can't trust me, I'll take care of him for you!"

"You can?" Bruce asked.

"Of course," Fowler said smugly.

Bruce fell silent again.

To be honest, with the end of this training, his relationship with Fowler has actually gotten... much closer.

Although the 'real terror' revealed in this training was so...heartbreaking.

But he never regretted it.

I have no regrets about facing this training of fear.

"..."

After thinking it over, Bruce ultimately decided to stay at the hotel.

Such a dangerous existence must be strictly monitored!

"I agree to let you stay with me," Bruce said.

"Great!" the hotel exclaimed with delight.

"But you must strictly follow my instructions. You must do whatever I tell you to do, and you cannot do anything to harm other people!" Bruce added.

"I agree, I agree to everything!"

The hotel loosened his thighs, and he twisted and turned on the spot, creating a very strange scene!

"I will be your bat cave, your fortress... your—" The hotel couldn't think of any good words for the moment.

"You lapdog," Foul added.

"Yes! Your lapdog!" the hotel said.

"..."

Bruce couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

His feelings at that moment were hard to describe—whether it was helplessness, anger, or perhaps even a tiny bit of...joy?

In short, Bruce thought the journey was magical enough.

If I were to describe my feelings about changing Jack's family of three, taking over the hotel, and the end of the training, I would say...

There's probably only one left.

That is, he really wants to go home.

He missed Alfred.