Chapter 44

[1st POV]

Upon arriving in Gotham, I rushed home immediately.

I tried to reach her, but still no response, and she still hasn't called me back.

Afterward, I felt compelled to go home even though my senses were silent.

The house was intact and safe.

Inside, I sensed two presences and instantly recognized one as Pamela.

The other was unfamiliar to me, as both were in the same room, our bedroom on the second floor...

"Stop, cheater!"

I shouted, jumping straight through the window into our room.

What I saw was quite an amusing scene.

Harley Quinn and Pamela were totally naked and sweaty from what they were doing on the bed.

They and I both froze.

Pamela looked at me with a surprised expression, lying beneath Harley.

Harley, in turn, froze with Pamela's right nipple in her mouth, staring at me with wide, wide eyes.

I suppose I could describe this situation as 'The husband came home early from his business trip…'

She might have had those big eyes because one of the tentacles floating around the bed was probably working its way into her ass.

"Hmm. Unexpected."

I said, watching as the two women exchanged glances, "So, Pamela, here I am risking my life in Los Angeles, and you're here fooling around with tentacles?"

I smiled.

However, I felt no resentment because that would make me a hypocrite as I'm doing the same behind her back.

I knew about their special friendship and figured this would eventually happen again.

In fact, I wouldn't mind having a threesome.

Moreover, I couldn't be jealous of a woman who genuinely loves me, especially not over another woman.

A couple of seconds later, they both burst into laughter.

Pamela slipped out from under Harley and approached me, swaying her hips seductively and smiling playfully.

"This reminds me of those old stories about a husband returning from a business trip and catching his wife with a lover in the closet."

She said, wrapping her arms around my neck as her lips captured mine in a fiery kiss.

"Only, in this case, it's a lover and some tentacles."

After the kiss, I saw numerous vines quickly wrap around Harley's hands and legs while a few thinner ones slipped into her mouth and other places, silencing her just before she spoke.

"Do you want a threesome? Or do you want just me for now?"

I love this woman.

Damn!

The thought alone of taking Joker's girlfriend to bed with Pamela's full approval was so tempting.

However, the catch is that Joker might find out, and I'm sure he'd somehow find out, but it could ruin our relationship with him. 

If they had officially broken up and I'd negotiated "transferring Harley to my harem" with him, that would be a different story.

So, I'll have to stick with just Pamela for now...

"Right now, I only want you."

I said, turning to Harley, who made disappointed sounds.

"Sorry. But Joker would be hurt if I tried anything with your charming behind, and I can't afford to mess things with him just yet. But in the future…"

I didn't get to finish before Pamela silenced me with a kiss, and I forgot all about Harley with Pamela's tentacles gently escorted out of the room.

We had no time for her then, and that lasted for several hours straight...

...

We came out of the bedroom in the evening, incredibly satisfied and exhausted.

In the kitchen, a cheerful Harley was bustling around.

She'd prepared dinner, and I have to say, it was pretty good.

Harley and Pam started chatting away, filling me in on the latest Gotham news while I listened attentively and checked the messages from the System:

[You have received a new attribute "Willpower"]

[Willpower: You have strong willpower because to turn down a threesome with Poison Ivy and Harley Quinn, you must have balls of steel... or none at all!]

The System trolling me as usual—nothing new.

After that, I leveled up "Casanova" by two more levels and gained two to Endurance for my bedroom feats with Pam.

"Ladies, where's Joker, and why exactly isn't Harley with him?"

I interrupted their flow of chatter.

"Mr. J and I had a fight. I left him."

Harley pouted, burying her face in her cup of tea, "And then I went to Pam. She was on a trip, and we had a good time there."

"I got that—and even saw it."

I smiled, "So, are you on the run or 'released'?"

"I was declared 'sane.' Those idiots used old tests that were around back when I was still in college."

'So, there shouldn't be any problems with Bats or the law.'

"Can she stay with us for a while, darling?"

Pamela asked, snuggling up to me.

"Of course, but…"

"But what?"

"Could you…move that tentacle away from me, please?"

"Oh! Sorry, I'm just so used to having Harley next to me lately."

"I understand."

I nodded, feeling the thick tentacle retreat from the area that had threatened my…safety in a certain way.

"And Joker, has he figured out you two were together, or tried to get her back?"

"He did, hehe."

Harley chimed in, "Yesterday. But Pamela 'fought him off' in quite an extravagant way, haha!"

"Pam…"

I shot a look at the blushing Poison Ivy, "Don't tell me you used those on him."

I gestured at the intimidating tentacles behind Pamela.

"Alright, I won't. I won't say that I grew a giant vine specifically for Joker and aimed it at his soft spot, and judging by the signals it's giving off, they still haven't managed to pull it out of that green freak."

She gave me the sweetest smile, "They even wanted to charge me with 'assault,' but I managed to spin it as self-defense which it was, after all."

'Sorry, brother, I had no idea what kind of monster I'd unleashed.'

I just hope none of the other freaks try to show up at my place seeking 'revenge,' or else I have a feeling she'll eventually get arrested for a rather unconventional assault.

"Tomorrow, I'm going to the precinct to give Gordon my 'official report.' They're supposed to give me a bit of leave afterward, so we could spend that time together and make it useful for all of us."

"Wow! Awesome, this is gonna be fun!"

Harley exclaimed.

I can already tell this is going to be a headache. However, with a figure like that around, I guess I can put up with a little chaos.

"Do you have any other news? Something on a city-wide scale, maybe?"

I asked

"Not really."

Pam said thoughtfully, "Still, it seems there's going to be a festival soon in honor of founding Gotham City. They say that the mayor allocated twice the budget this year compared to last year."

"And we have a new 'associate' in our circle."

Harley added with a smirk.

"A new 'associate'?"

I asked, intrigued.

"Harvey Dent now goes by 'Two-Face.'"

Pam explained, "There was some sort of accident, and half of his face got messed up. Afterwards, he completely lost it and started 'punishing' every criminal he could find. This happened the day after you left."

"Yeah, sounds like a fun time."

I muttered, leaning back in my chair and clasping my hands behind my head. I couldn't help but regret not being able to prevent it.

"Anything else?"

"Not really."

Pam replied.

"Alright then."

I said with a grin forming on my face, "After tomorrow, I say we hit the mall. I'm in a good mood, so whatever you guys pick, it's on me."

[+1 Cassanova]

I hope tomorrow goes by without any incidents.

...

The next day, Hell greeted me, not in the precinct.

Well, Gordon overdid it with the vacation time, I'm not getting any of that anytime soon, but he did give me three days off.

After that, I went to the mall where Harley and Pamela were waiting for me, and then... Then my personal Hell began.

I think even Lucifer doesn't torture souls as much as shopping.

How could I ever willingly choose to go shopping with women again?

They might as well lock me up in Arkham!

[+12 Willpower]

[+300 relationship with Pamela Ivy Isley/Poison Ivy]

[+300 relationship with Harleen Frances Quinzel/Harley Quinn]

Then, I finally managed to disconnect from everything and started just circulating chakra through my body.

Not only did this help me level up, but it also relieved some of the fatigue from my body.

Opening my eyes, I saw an animator nearby, cheerfully telling a group of children about a new toy store.

He was wearing a pretty funny bat costume, and Batman came to mind.

As soon as I thought about Batman, the TV in the store flashed with another news report about his latest feat in arresting some gang.

Batman always has plenty of work as usual.

There's no one to help him.

After all, Dick Grayson, if I'm not mistaken, is studying, and Barbara is too. As for young Todd, there's not much to count on.

Hmm. And if…

"Darling?!"

Pamela gently nudged me, and standing beside her was a frightened Harley clinging to her side.

"Are you okay?"

"Yes, why wouldn't I be?"

"M-m-mister J... he often has the same look."

Harley stammered, hiding behind Pamela's back.

"Hmm. I see. It's just that I've come up with something… well, it's not important. So, I guess it you're all done?"

"Yes, we got everything we needed, maybe even a bit more."

Pamela nodded, still looking at me with a suspicious gaze.

"Good. Then let's head home."

Today, I've come up with a new training plan.

...

The next day.

There was another failed bank robbery, just like dozens of others before it.

Five robbers killed no one, and they worked cleanly.

They were ready to leave when, suddenly, something burst through the front door...

This creature had a humanoid form, but the head wasn't human.

It had an animal face—a mouse's face, to be precise. It also had a tail that was actively twitching.

Its movements were quick and blurry. With one strike, it knocked out the first robber.

Its tail stretched out and nearly slammed the one standing by the table into the wall.

With a single leap, it reached the second pair, who was frozen in shock, and pinned them to the floor with its huge paws.

It crouched down and, with a swipe of its tail, hit the head of the fifth and last robber, who was trying to flee the scene.

Then, it struck a heroic pose on the table, its cloak that hadn't been there before fluttering with beautiful words written in red in a heart on the pink background of the cloak: "Love is…".

This perfectly matched the rest of the new "hero's" pink outfit.

"Don't be afraid, citizens of Gotham. These scoundrels will no longer harm you. I am Mouseman, your protector! For I am… THE YOUNGER BROTHER OF BATMAN!"

Afterward, he vanished like a wisp of smoke.

Leaving the stunned crowd and the unconscious robbers, who were already being tied up by the local guards, with new thoughts of their own.

...

A couple of hours later, Wayne Manor.

"Master Bruce?"

Alfred had already tried several times to call Bruce.

However, the man sat there with a shocked expression and a broken teacup on the floor after watching the news about the "new hero of Gotham City."

The local channel produced a great report using the bank's internal surveillance cameras and transmitting Mouseman's words.

"Alfred."

Bruce finally responded, dialing Dick Grayson's number.

"Did I imagine that?!"

"No, Master Bruce."

After thinking momentarily, he added, "Congratulations on the new addition to the family."

After that, Mr. Wayne dropped the phone from his hands…

To be continued...

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