I train Batman in a horror world

"Watch carefully, and don't blink!"

Zatanna led Bruce to an empty hall in the manor, then let go.

At this moment, her two hands were pressed tightly together, as if there was something extraordinary in her palms.

This was a magic trick she had prepared a long time ago.

When Bruce was looking at her carefully, she would show him that she had nothing in her hands.

Then, in the next second, it turns into a coin and is given to the other person.

However, since the first visit was unsuccessful, and the coins probably didn't interest the boy in front of him.

So she caught a glimpse of the flowers beside her and decided to give them to Bruce later, hoping he would be happy every day.

"Are you looking at it carefully?" Zatana asked.

This is an essential technique for magicians, to keep the audience's attention focused on a single point at all times.

Bruce and the bat on his shoulder nodded simultaneously.

"Look carefully, I don't have anything in my hands," Zatana said.

"Um."

Bruce knew that the girl would suddenly change the subject to grab his attention again, and then perform her so-called "magic show".

He was used to this kind of thing.

Back in Uncle Nine's world, he even saw someone swallow a sword whole!

However, Bruce certainly wouldn't be a spoilsport; the other party's willingness to perform for him ultimately stemmed from good intentions.

"Look, there's nothing there!"

Zatana spread her hands out and shook them from side to side to indicate that she really didn't have anything in her hands.

Bruce simply remained a quiet, informed observer.

And then, in the next second, Zatana indeed changed the subject:

"By the way, you smell so good, what perfume are you wearing?"

"Uh...huh?!"

With a snap, Zatana clasped her hands together instantly, then suddenly pinched a pink and white flower between her fingers.

Look!

"...Wow."

Bruce wasn't a good straight man; after a few seconds of silence, he let out a perfunctory "Wow!"

Do I really smell that good?

Or was the other party doing this on purpose?

Zatana didn't seem to care too much about Bruce's reaction.

She simply flipped her hand, and the pink and white flower disappeared.

She leaned closer and asked curiously, "I'm serious, you smell really good, but it doesn't quite smell like perfume..."

Foul leaned closer and asked curiously, "Where are the flowers? How did they disappear? I didn't see you use any magic, did I???"

「!?」

A bat suddenly appeared out of nowhere in Zatana's field of vision, speaking in a human voice, which startled her!

Then, just as she was about to yell...

Bruce covered his mouth again on the spot!

Bruce covered Zatana's mouth, glaring angrily at Foul:

"Foul, I told you not to show up so casually!"

"But I'm really curious where that flower went!"

Ignoring everything else, Foul flew around Zatana once before landing back on Bruce's shoulder, looking at the girl with curiosity.

Seeing this, Zatana snapped her fingers.

The bat looked in the direction of the sound.

My hands are empty; there's nothing there.

next second.

In her other hand, Zatana was holding a pink and white flower.

She gently tapped Bruce's hand, which was covering her mouth, with the flower, blinked her bright eyes to signal him to let go, and then handed the flower to Fall.

Bruce hesitated for a moment, then said, "Promise me you won't yell or scream later, and I... I can explain everything to you."

Zatana nodded.

Bruce was still hesitant.

But in his heart, he called out to the Batcave, asking it to completely seal off this space and prevent his voice from reaching the outside.

Only after receiving a reply did he release his grip.

"call!"

Zatana patted her chest and let out a long breath.

She looked up and around, her face full of confusion.

"It still smells delicious... but something feels off about the lobby here???"

「!?」

This time it was Bruce's turn to widen his eyes.

He never imagined that the existence of the Batcave would be exposed so easily!

So he decisively changed the subject, not wanting the other person to discuss this further.

He explained, "This is Fowler, it's me..."

Zatana answered quickly: "A demon you kept as a pet?"

Bruce was stunned.

Foul was also stunned.

The tiny bat fell off Bruce's shoulder and landed on the ground with a thud, motionless.

Being called a monster in other worlds is one thing.

Why am I being called a demon even though I'm back?!

Not alive anymore.

I don't want to live anymore!

Then the bat started rolling around on the ground.

Zatana looked on curiously with her bright eyes. "But it doesn't have a trace of demonic aura about it?"

The bat instantly stood at attention!

"You have good taste, girl. I support you becoming Bruce's leader," Foll said.

"Can't you just shut up?!" Bruce yelled.

Foul's actions at this moment greatly worried the young man known as the Bat Taoist Priest.

During his time studying in Uncle Nine's world, he had already mastered the art of cultivating inner strength.

But as soon as he returned to Gotham, this guy ruined his composure!

It's really...

"I didn't expect this situation," Zatana said with a smile.

"..."

Bruce discovered that the girl in front of him was more adaptable than he had imagined.

The fact that the bat could speak human language seemed to only elicit a simple shock before the matter was dropped.

and......

"Demons? How do you know about demons?" Bruce asked.

"Uh... well..."

Zatana was completely unaware that the boy in front of her was leading the conversation by the hand, even though she was the one who should be questioning Bruce the most.

As it has been, so far.

Instead, Bruce started questioning her?!

Then Zatana finally realized what was happening and her eyes widened: "Shouldn't I be asking you that?!"

Bruce remained expressionless.

At this point, the culprit, Fowler, suggested, "How about this, you two pinky swear to hang yourselves and promise not to tell anyone what happened today. It'll be a little secret between the two of you!"

Bruce retorted irritably, "How dare you say that!"

With his hands on his hips, Foul said smugly, "But they all said I'm not a demon!"

Zatana bent down, resting her hands on her knees, and looked at the bat with curiosity.

"But you are definitely not the demon I know," she said.

"You have such good taste, little sister, I swear I'll always support you!" Foul said.

"..."

Bruce couldn't help but interrupt the man and the bat as they were about to bump fists.

"Please, I'm begging you, Follie, just shut up for a bit!"

"Begging won't help; you have to cut in line!"

"..."

Seeing this, Bruce simply ignored it and continued with his questioning:

"What do you mean by 'the devil'? Besides, I actually know that what you just performed wasn't magic!"

"How could you be like this!"

Zatana was also furious; she clearly had the power to speak!

She didn't even bother to ask what was going on with the bat!

A sense of tranquility immediately settled over the surroundings.

It was a little awkward.

And some...

"Why are you tearing the flowers!" Bruce yelled again!

"Just trying to create a little romantic atmosphere for you two..." Fu'er said innocently, grabbing the pink and white flowers and continuing to tear at the petals.

"I really am!"

Bruce felt that if things continued like this, he would eventually be driven to the point of collapse by Fol's rage!

Zatana couldn't help but laugh and said, "I think its suggestion is pretty good."

Bruce was so angry he didn't want to think anymore: "What suggestion?"

"It's just a little secret between us!"

Zatana glanced furtively in her father's direction, then whispered:

"You're right, I didn't actually use magic, I used sorcery."

"So I'll keep it a strict secret that you have a talking bat, and you also have to keep it a secret that I didn't use magic, but rather magic. Don't tell my father!"

What do you think?

"......OK."

Bruce paused for a moment, then nodded.

"Let's pinky swear!"

"I don't think this is necessary."

"We need some kind of ritual! Come on, come on!"

So, under the watchful gaze of a bat holding flowers, Bruce and Zatanna made a simple agreement.

"That's wonderful..."

"You bastard!"

Bruce, unable to bear it any longer, kicked the bat away!