Can an Ordinary Little Cat Become Gotham's Top Dog? [Western Crossover]

[The protagonist is a kitten! The story is complete!] I’m the eldest daughter of the Wayne family. My family is helpless and famous throughout Gotham. I’m bound to a System called Cat Simulator, which lets me simulate anyone’s cat form. At first, I thought it was useless, until my helpless family was kidnapped by villains and put on a livestream! At the critical moment, I successfully used the simulator to save my family. I realized I couldn’t keep waiting until after trouble struck to fix things. To protect my family, I decided to become Gotham’s crime lord myself! After that, strange things began happening all over Gotham. A kidnapper turned into a black cat on a livestream. A cat with fur like straw brought in a sample of poison gas. A kitten with black-and-white fur like a penguin carried off the accounts book from the Iceberg Lounge... Eventually, the Tiger Lady united Gotham’s underworld, and the Batfamily decided to pay her a visit. Bruce dotes on his eldest daughter, Sweet. All over the manor, she can be found sleeping wherever she happens to drop. Wherever the sun shines, there she is, curled up in a ball, warm and fragrant from basking in the light. Even when a magic spell that turns people into cats appears in Gotham, and the Batfamily and supervillains alike repeatedly fall victim to it, Bruce never suspects his eldest daughter has anything to do with it. She’s just a soft, adorable, clingy little pushover! What could she possibly be scheming? But after he brought his youngest son home, everything changed. Damian didn’t just pick on Sweet. He also came to complain to Bruce. “Father, I can’t believe you tolerate such a useless waste of space in our family! And you expect me to call her my sister!” Damian’s green eyes blazed with anger. “She can’t use a shuriken. She’s chewed holes in the utility belt, and when you throw a smoke bomb, she chases it for a mile!” Damian crossed his arms, his face full of disdain. “And you’ve even cut down on how often she trains with me! You spoil her far too much!” Damian declared with conviction: “We can’t tolerate a useless waste of space like this in our family!” Bruce looked down. His eldest daughter was stretching while clinging to his pant leg, her little claws hooked into his custom suit trousers and mercilessly pulling out a few threads. Bruce bent down, picked up his daughter, and gave his youngest son a disapproving look. “Damian, she’s just a little cat! She doesn’t even have hands! How could she use a shuriken?” *The whole story centers on family affection. *Mostly everyday life, with a little main plot mixed in. *Sweet is a real cat, just an unusually clever one among her kind. The difference between Sweet’s intelligence and an ordinary cat’s is like the difference between Marie Curie’s intelligence and the author’s. Coming soon 1: Damian’s Dog-Training Log [Western Crossover] Reincarnated as a Demodog from Stranger Things. The good news: I’d always wanted to be a dog in my previous life. The bad news: I’m the Demon King’s dog. I’m terrifying to look at, my head splits open like a flower, I eat people, and I have to help the Demon King invade Earth. But the puppy went through the wrong door. When it came out, instead of a damp American town perfect for growing up, it found itself in a vast desert so dry it couldn’t even shed its skin and grow. A green-eyed boy picked it up by the tail. “Are you a lizard or a puppy?” Seeing the knife gleam in the boy’s hand, the young Demodog tucked its tail between its legs and sheathed its claws. “I’ll be your dog! I’ll be a good dog!” Dogs that eat people get punished. Good dogs get rewarded. Some time later, the dog had been trained into a floppy ball of dough. Damian brought his well-trained puppy to Gotham. The Batfamily was very welcoming to the puppy. Bluebird: Your dog’s head opens like a flower! Damian, calmly: It has a big mouth, so it eats a lot and grows fast. Red Hood: It has rows and rows of teeth in its mouth. Damian: More teeth mean it chews better and digests its food well. Cassandra: Draws a knife on the dog. Damian: Protect the puppy! Only Batman wasn’t swayed by any sweet talk. With the Demodogs about to invade in force and devour every living thing, he decisively pulled out a flamethrower to burn them to death! But then Damian’s Demodog tucked its tail between its legs, obediently lowered itself to the ground, and touched its muzzle to Bruce’s boot before howling at the sky. The other Demodogs rampaging and attacking Gotham miraculously stopped moving. Meanwhile, the Demon King, unable to control the Demodogs: Where’s my dog?! Coming soon: I’m Face-Blind, So I Dated Three Red Hoods [Western Crossover] After Red Hood started working for my dad, I fell in love with him at first sight. Because he looked just like my three ex-boyfriends. Jason Todd, a really fierce Robin, and Wayne’s adopted son. Red Hood had Jason’s loyalty, Robin’s kindness, and Wayne’s adopted son’s rebellious streak... Most importantly, because I’m face-blind, I’d never mistake him for anyone else. No matter how many times he turned me down, I kept falling for him. At last, he took off his helmet in front of me. “Victoria, you win. I really can’t give you up. I’ve always...” My heart pounded. But I’m a good girl, so I honestly interrupted him: “I’m sorry. I’ve always treated you as a stand-in for my three ex-boyfriends.” Red Hood was shocked and furious. But after he looked at a photo of me with my exes, his expression turned very strange. My heart skipped a beat. He couldn’t... He wouldn’t want to kill them, would he? But then I relaxed. Thank goodness the grass on my ex-boyfriends’ graves was already several meters tall. * At last, after the misunderstanding was cleared up, Red Hood still wasn’t happy. “When I taught you to use the grappling hook, you hugged Robin tighter than you hugged me.” Me: ? Red Hood: “So you like Robin more.” Me: ??? Theme: Believe in yourself