Orange Juice & Ice Cream

Making Some Criminal Friends

"Talk"

'Thought'
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"Begin simulation."

In some kind of hidden cave, seemingly very far from the public, it appears that someone has turned this entire cave, which was filled with bats, into some kind of secret hideout. As it had super advanced technology decorating the entire area, like computers, vehicles, weapons, armor, and even a simulation room, a certain someone was currently using it for combat training. Blindfolded, the simulation simulated thugs and criminals of all kinds, ranging from bare knuckles and knives to those with large metal pipes and assault rifles. Despite the odds, even without being able to see at all, the man was able to take them all out with little to no effort, showing amazing tactics, unique martial arts techniques, and powerful speed and strength in his offensive capabilities.

"End simulation, and time."

Once all the targets were eliminated, the simulation came to an end, as the powerful man removed his blindfold and looked at the time it took to end the fight, which made him frown.

"Not fast enough..."

Feeling very unsatisfied about his record time, he was about to reset his simulation and begin his training again, but just as he was about to start again, a voice that he was personally familiar with snapped him out of his thoughts and paused what he was doing.

"Master Bruce, I highly recommend you eat your dinner before you continue."

The one now known as Bruce Wayne turned around and saw his trusty butler standing a few feet away from him, a dish in hand, no doubt his dinner.

"Not now Alfred, I need to-"

"Bruce."

The butler, now known as Alfred Pennyworth, suddenly used a tone that made Bruce stop and stay silent.

"... Fine, but I want a report of recent criminal activities during dinner."

Bruce huffs in response as he walks away from the simulation room and walks past Pennyworth, taking his dinner in the process.

"As you wish Master Bruce."

Soon, Wayne was at the break room of the Batcave, sitting down at the table and eating his dinner, looking more grumpy than usual, which made Alfred roll his eyes at.

"Are you enjoying your meal?"

"The reports?"

Alfred tried to make small talk, which Bruce immediately shut down as he seemed more worried about his reports, which made the butler sigh and shake his head.

"Let's see, so far, everything remains unchanged, not sure if that's a good thing or not."

Alfred held up the files of his reports and started to look through them, all the while Wayne, still eating his dinner, made sure to pay close attention to.

"Thugs steal from the innocents."

"Gangsters have started another war with a different group of criminals."

"Some crooked cops are freeing prisoners and jail mates in exchange for money and drugs, though Commissioner Jim Gordon was able to handle that problem personally."

As Alfred listed everything in the reports, Wayne couldn't help but let his frown deepen and clenched his fist tightly. No doubt everything he was hearing made him more upset and even angry. While it seemed someone was trying to deal with the problems, it still made him want to handle those problems as soon as possible.

"Oh? Now this is new?"

But before Wayne could do anything about it, Alfred had said something with a slight interest tone, definitely catching his attention.