[Comprehensive British and American] Talking Crow

I'm a talking crow and I have a big garden in Gotham! I looked at the bustling traffic in Gotham, and the vigilantes who turned into spirits from bats shuttled through the streets and alleys. I guard my garden, and the bats guard Gotham. "Oh my god! It's pecking my ass!" The blue-black vigilante was brutally tortured by me. "Get out of my garden!" I flapped my wings angrily, my garden was made a mess by them! "These words sound damn familiar." The vigilante wearing a red helmet muttered to himself. "Ahhh! You too! Stop stepping, don't step, can't you fly? Get your feet out of my garden quickly!" I am a crow who pecks the bat's cubs to pieces on an ordinary night. Their patriarch tried to rescue the people: "Nero, they are still children, you..." "Child? They won't even call me Uncle Nero!" Concept: Companionship is the most romantic confession