In the past week, Batman has not left the headquarters of the Naiwei Family office. He must tread lightly between each decision, doing his best to solve the immoral attacks from the other side through high moral means. He also has to display his great wisdom and gentlemanly demeanor to reverse the indifferent attitude of Thomas and Martha.
In simple terms, Batman himself has raised the stakes level to hellish difficulty, but paradoxically, he seeks attention and recognition. The fact that he is a genius allows him to survive and even progress amidst all this chaos. Apart from putting himself on the verge of exhaustion, there seem to be no significant side effects.
Batman's not made of steel. Despite his exceptional willpower, his physical condition and energy levels are not indefinite. If he were to describe what he has been doing and the torment he has been enduring during this period, it would probably be like trying to embroider on a balloon.
"My dear Dr. Rodriguez, please forgive me for not writing to you for so long. Please believe this is not my neglect but the critical situation in Gotham. We are currently at a pivotal stage of change and I must do everything within my power for this cause."
The Robins in your universe are doing well.
In your universe, Dick and Jason have joined forces to work relentlessly, demanding that the warring families must not harm school facilities. They have also begun preparations to resume classes for students.
Tim has returned to the Drake family. I heard from old Drake that he is now completely in control of the Drake family's business, and he has accumulated rich experience from the struggle for change.
Aisha has been accompanying Alfred. My old butler particularly adores the Batgirl from your universe. She has finished reading three children's picture books under Alfred's guidance and has fully absorbed the knowledge contained within.
Harley and Harley Quinn from my universe have expanded the arms business to the neighboring Emperor City and Chicago. Harley Quinn mentioned that she has prepared a surprise for her beloved cookie when he gets out of prison. Judging from the recent disappearance of gunpowder from their warehouse, the Joker is sure to be in for a major surprise.
My Robins have also made considerable progress. With Thomas busy with the operations of the Wayne Family, Damian has taken over a part of Wayne Enterprises' business. The Kane family seems to have no successors, and Martha sees great potential in Dick.
Jason and Tim have become central forces in the operation of Gotham's nouveau-riche Naiwei family. I never thought that their style and wisdom would be more suited to leading the gangster families. I believe they can jointly build a great future for themselves."
The birds have flown the nest. Yes, I have imagined this day countless times. Doctor, before this day came, I held an almost completely pessimistic attitude, even prepared to rush to death for some tragic separations.
But when the day really came, life was more ordinary and mundane than I imagined. I was overwhelmed by countless chaotic and complicated things and didn't even have a proper goodbye with them.
So when they come back, when they call back, I have never expected it to be so normal and natural. And when I sent them away or hung up the phone, I only felt my heart relax as I exhaled, I don't know if this is the 'relief' you once mentioned."
Regarding Martha and Thomas, their relationship has caused me much distress and continues to do so. But now, the antagonistic relationship between the Kane and Wayne families makes me realize they have their own things to do."
They are individuals with their own thoughts, not marionettes or emotional attachments. Everything probably can't develop as in my dreams, where the perfect and harmonious, incredibly warm family may only exist in dreams. Real couples and parents are always troubled by trivial matters, but their ability to endure the trivialities together proves just how much they love each other.
Please forgive me, Doctor, for the lengthy delay in writing. But in the upcoming period, I'm afraid I have to take care of my own affairs. Please congratulate Bruce Wayne on his outstanding graduation for me.
Before the Gotham River freezes over again, perhaps a beam of light peeking through the overcast clouds will allow you to share my joy when you read the greeting in my next letter."
Batman, on a day so busy that there was no time to buy the same brand of ink."
Looking at the slightly different ink colors on the note, Shiller smiled and turned to The Flash sitting next to him, "Thank you for your help, Mr. Barri, I will return Reverse Flash to you."
Batman must hate me." Barri sighed, "But I must take that guy back, the timeline he messed up hasn't been corrected yet."
"But it seems to me that Batman's mood has improved a lot recently." Barri thought aloud. "Although he seems to be working himself to the point of paralysis, he seems to enjoy it."
"Not all labor of a certain intensity is bad." Shiller shook his head gently. "Maybe you think Batman is already very busy, but that's just from the perspective of an ordinary person. For a genius of Batman's calibre, solving six hundred world-ending troubles in a day is just a warm-up."
"And most of the things you guys bother him about fall within his comfort zone. Either fight the enemy or save the world, his technological mind and caution are perfectly capable of handling these things. This equates to him constantly exercising the most developed areas of his brain."
"But social emotions, family relationships, transitions of life stages, and so on have never been touched, and these are challenging areas for him. For Batman, work involving these elements could be considered as genuinely exhausting labor."
"So, yet again, you've woven such a big conspiracy, even involving Batman?" Barri shook his head and said, "For the first time, I feel for Batman that he should stay away from certain people!"
"We have indeed temporarily parted ways." Shiller carefully folded the letter and put it in the drawer, then said, "But it seems that some people want to develop a new friendship with him."
In a bar's basement in Gotham City of the primary universe, Constantine was losing it and exclaimed while furiously pulling his hair, "Why did this rune change again? Just yesterday, the experiment was successful. What the hell are those molting chickens in Heaven doing?"
Tim, who stood alongside, yawned and said, "Can you do it or not? Weren't you supposed to be the most powerful mage in this universe? Is this the extent of your skills?"
"No, you guys don't understand at all. This array can weaken the special dark magic on the Talons, but the Sacred Runes inside suddenly became invalid. Those damn angels have definitely changed the rules again. They really have nothing better to do!"
Jason, who was leaning on the sofa next to Tim, shook his head and said, "I think we should just give up. Dealing with the Talons from a physical aspect isn't this troublesome. We might as well..."
"Don't jump to conclusions so soon, young punk! I still have a way!" Constantine glared around him, took a deep breath and picked up a feather nearby."
"I will summon the angels now, and let these erratic idiots see what I'm capable of!"