After kissing Zhongyuan Zhongya goodbye, I left Japan on a business trip to the United States to complete a few missions. While walking at night, I was innocently caught up in a kidnapping, so I secretly took out a gang of those black-whatever people and confiscated all their weapons. Then, on the third day of my vacation, I met Gotham's Brucie Baby.
He was very rich, and claimed to be my father.
I looked at our faces, which were less than thirty percent alike, and fell silent.
... Do I look that easy to fool?
But he looked at me earnestly. His sapphire-blue eyes and the obviously outrageously expensive clothes he wore told me: I'm rich.
...Damn it.
Even one-tenth of the inheritance would be more than all my executives' salaries combined. So, despite the fact that the wealthy man practically had "I'm rich" written all over his clothes and face, I decided to go with him without hesitation. After all, the stakes were high enough to be worth a gamble, and with my fighting ability, I wasn't afraid of being ambushed.
After staying there for a while, checking some records, and even taking a DNA test, I found out that it was actually true!
My immediate reaction was: well, damn.jpg.
So I lowered my guard a little, tried to get along with them, and attempted to win the hearts of the people I couldn't reach with my poker face by bribing them with little cakes.
But I could tell they were hiding something from me, and the whole family was in on it. They were keeping it from me alone.
That's fine, I don't care. I never told them that I was an executive in the Japanese Port Mafia, either.
All I care about is when Mr. Mori will let me go back and end this absurdly long assignment abroad.
As the days went by, I had no choice but to settle for a substitute (not like that).
Brucie Baby and I had gotten pretty close by then. Seeing the ring-shaped object I'd put back on my left ring finger (a ring worn on the ring fingers of both partners when they get engaged with marriage in mind), he tentatively asked, "New?"
I honestly told him it was an engagement ring, with marriage in mind.
The whole family at the dinner table fell silent.
Mr. Wayne: "...Who." And a certain indescribable look of disapproval.
My poker face thawed a little, and my tone grew gentler: "An executive in the Port Mafia. The strongest one."
The little cake in Dick's hand rolled under the table. Apart from that, there was the squeak of a knife or fork scraping a plate, or something falling, all mixed together in a jumble.
Against the backdrop of the commotion, only Mr. Bruce Wayne, who should have been the most flirtatious and frivolous of them all, remained calm. He asked evenly, "Falcone?"
"...Thanks, but isn't he a little old? I don't think my taste can handle a straight-up old man with one foot in the grave." I deadpanned.
"Don't interrupt. Name." Bruce's expression turned serious.
I answered, "Nakahara Chuuya."
This time, I was the one met with disapproving looks from the whole family.
Me: ?
Did I say something wrong?
PS: The protagonist just turned eighteen, and Chuuya is a little over sixteen. In some countries, the protagonist is considered an adult, but Nakahara Chuuya isn't... (Though, in fact, Japan's legal age of adulthood is twenty, so the protagonist isn't an adult either.) [Explaining the family's disapproval]
PPS: Don't worry, they'll only take things further once they're adults. Nothing will happen while they're underage.
PPPS: A poker-faced, straightforward, great-cook, adorable Bat-kid who loves money as the top x the most powerful Port Mafia executive, a god of calamity, and a short king in a hat as the bottom (Kleida Wayne x Nakahara Chuuya).
PPPPS: Mainly American and British comics, with Bungo Stray Dogs on the side. If you like it, give it a follow~
Theme: A Port Mafia executive becomes one of the Batfamily's kids