I'm Rosalind Wayne, and my dad is Batman.
On the surface, he's Gotham City's most distinguished and melancholy playboy, living in a mansion like a castle atop a tower. In secret, he's a superhero who protects the light, prowling through the dark and sinful city. He can also play electric guitar, often wanders around the living room in sunglasses and a T-shirt in broad daylight, and Alfred brings him a thermos when he's on patrol. The entire social scene wants to become my stepmother. Some people are obsessed with the so-called glamour of an old-money heir, while others are drawn to the sorrowful, beautiful emo-boy vibe my dad gives off.
Dick: Are you sure you're talking about Bruce from a parallel universe?
Rosalind: Every word is true. He's like a shut-in vampire!
Dick: Then who's responsible for Gotham's social butterfly KPI...?
Rosalind smiled mysteriously. "Me."
The villains she'd outsmarted: Was it really you?!
· A little story about a young Batman raising a willful little devil of a rich-girl daughter. Actually, the daughter is a Robin workaholic who secretly does all the Robins' jobs by herself ()
· And a transmigration to a parallel universe that shocks a normal family with the dark history of their young dad
Theme: Be a good person
