When the Bat-Family Came to Beika Town

[Click on the author’s page to see upcoming novels: Reincarnated as the Master of a Corrupted Honmaru, Where Is the Swordsman Secret Identity of the Saniwa?, and When Natsume Became a Saniwa. Help the author get started on a Touken Ranbu story!] [The author’s page also has the completed and delicious A Wonderful Journey for Natsume [Western Crossover].] [Story blurb] One day, the Batfamily discovered that they had transmigrated to Beika Town, and that each of them had acquired a new identity Bruce: Chairman of Wayne Enterprises, a playboy quite unlike the financial tycoons who run Beika Town’s conglomerates. He’s dedicated to investing in all sorts of weird technology, charity work, and extreme sports Hmm, where should I go spend some money today? Dick: A rising star in the Metropolitan Police Department, beloved by the ladies there for his good looks and sweet personality A certain long-haired officer: Ah, that personality feels a little familiar, haha. But it seems this police officer has another side to him behind closed doors. Jason: The Mafia boss known by the codename Red Hood. In just one week, he brought Beika Town’s underworld Mafia under control. Even the organization is starting to get nervous. A certain blond, dark-skinned man: Why does it feel like Mafia activity has suddenly increased in Beika Town? Stay alert. JPG Tim: A young detective just beginning to make a name for himself, with excellent hacking skills and a passion for coffee. He’s always busy and hard to track down. You might run into him at the Poirot Café. Oh, why is he so busy? Probably because his side job is as the heir to Wayne Enterprises, and he’s saddled with a playboy who never does any work. Damian: He suddenly went back to being eight years old. Truly a tearjerker, a tragedy for all who hear it Probably just a day in the life of grumpy Damian at Teitan Elementary School (?). Alfred: Of course, he’s still the eternal butler superhero! Long live Butlerman! So does nobody wonder why all these foreigners suddenly appeared?! You’d have an easier time believing Dick was FBI than a Japanese police officer! Hehe, anyway, nobody thinks anything is strange. After all, you can’t judge anything by appearances alone, right? // The current bonus chapter goal is one extra chapter per 1,500 nutrient solutions. 1. OOC warning!!! 2. The police academy squad will be rescued. 3. Batfamily members will appear one after another. 4. The author’s intelligence is limited, so there may be plot holes. It’s best to read without overthinking. 5. I meant to write a lighthearted slice-of-life story, but it doesn’t seem to have worked out (?). Upcoming novel Below is the blurb for Reincarnated as the Master of a Corrupted Honmaru! After endlessly lamenting, “If only life were Touken Ranbu,” “Can’t I be the little emperor of a Honmaru?” and “I’ll definitely be a Saniwa in my next life,” and then agreeing with himself, Dongyun You finally transmigrated. With a Touken Ranbu golden finger, but a crippled version. The good news: It’s the Touken Ranbu world. He has a Honmaru, and he really is a Saniwa. The bad news: His powers aren’t compatible. He can’t forge swords and can only use the System to draw cards. A bunch of rules bind him, and he has to divide his spirit, no, invest some kind of consciousness to activate the swords. But either way, the Honmaru can’t operate without swords, and the System still wants him dead. How is he supposed to be the little emperor of his Honmaru like this?! After the System’s introductory message knocked him flat, Dongyun You spent a while crawling around in despair. Then he thought about how beautiful his swords were and gritted his teeth as he opened the card-drawing screen. Dongyun You was stunned by an entire page of corrupted, shattered, dark character cards in the pool. …Good grief, why does this lousy System have to do this too? Dongyun You drew a card with reverence, and got the jackpot on his first try. It was Mikazuki Munechika, dressed in black with a red lining, his hair also an exceptionally deep shade, almost black. Before he could think about it any further, his attention was captured by the face that suddenly leaned close, and by those dark-red eyes, which held a crescent moon when open. Their close bond was filled with an almost obsessive affection and possessiveness. …Mommy. Dongyun You was instantly swept off his feet. He happily threw himself into his miraculous sword-card draws, ah, no, into building his Honmaru. He diligently checked in every day, shared posts, collected resources, and worked hard to level up while milking the System for all it was worth But no one told him that the so-called check-ins and shares were live broadcasts in short clips. And that they were public on the most widely used website in the current era. It wasn’t until Dongyun You finally assembled a team of swords with a bit of training and sent them out on a sortie that he came face-to-face with a team of government enforcers. What the hell! I’m an abusive Saniwa? Is that true? Me? Who’s spreading this rumor, that scoundrel? Dongyun You fled in a panic, and from then on, he was even more careful about what he said and did. Gradually, public opinion began to turn around: I’m not an abusive Saniwa, that’s right, right, Wait, the corrupted swords are fooling and abusing me? No, no, no, that can’t be right either, can it? How could one describe a bond like this? Resolute, obsessive, unyielding, nothing could come between them or sever them. They were so tightly entwined, and clearly both sides welcomed it. He gladly opened himself to them, and they gladly became the swords in his hands. Theme: Upholding peace takes everyone working together.