In front of Superman, you have no choice but to give yourself to a little girl.

Why do they think they should be worried?

Wayne didn't understand, but he didn't dwell on it too much. He just listened quietly to Susan and Johnny's plans for tomorrow's birthday party, occasionally chiming in with a few words.

Johnny seemed very excited about Wayne's birthday, and Susan also took it to heart, while Wayne was surprisingly the least interested.

"Hey Wayne! Give me a response, will you? It's your birthday party, don't you want anything?"

"Um... how about inviting Gwen and the others to Baxter Mansion?"

"certainly."

I don’t know if it’s just my imagination, but Susan doesn’t seem to be so averse to Gwen anymore.

"Hey guys, looks like we're in trouble."

Janet looked out the window. The crowd had already gathered, especially those at the front, who held up shiny black microphones, seemingly ready to bombard anyone who disembarked with countless questions.

As they were talking, Wayne's super vision seemed to have caught something. "Sorry, Susan, you guys go back to Baxter Building first."

After saying that, Wayne got up and prepared to leave the spaceship.

To Wayne's slight surprise, Susan simply told him, "Don't stay out too late."

The seasoned lover Tony watched Wayne's departing figure, his deadpan eyes widening – you're still too green, kid. She's got you figured out! She's got her back on her heels!

As soon as I stepped off the spaceship, a bunch of microphones swarmed at me like swarms of dogs smelling fresh meat.

Wayne ignored them, his gaze falling on a tall building in the distance, where a white figure stood atop the building, seemingly gazing in their direction.

A group of reporters practically wanted to shove microphones into Wayne's mouth, bombarding Superman with questions.

Moreover, the intervals between questions are constantly narrowing, as if they wish they could throw out all the prepared questions at once before their peers, without even having to breathe.

However, the reporters' worst fears came true. Just like before, Wayne ignored them completely and flew into the sky, disappearing without a trace.

Wayne said he's not afraid of cyberbullying, so what can these guys do to him?

Considering Wayne's "still a child" aura and the fact that he has a large fan base, plus the fact that the reporters had already anticipated this, they weren't too disappointed.

They simply focused their attention on Steve and the others who were coming down from behind.

"Alright, looks like we'll have to deal with these guys first."

……

Sparkling starlight was embedded on the dark curtain.

After patrolling Manhattan with Gwen and flying to another star system to check on Galactus's recovery, Wayne finally flew back to Baxter Tower.

As Wayne entered his room through the window, he immediately saw Susan lying on his bed, still half asleep.

"Wayne?"

Once she regained consciousness, Susan glanced at the time; it was almost one in the morning.

Susan's eyes lit up, and she hurriedly patted the blanket beside her. "Come here quickly."

Wayne assumed Susan just wanted to go to sleep early and didn't pay much attention. He used his bio-field to twist his clothes into pajamas, then slowly walked over, lifted the covers, and lay down.

Wayne, who had just closed his eyes, suddenly opened them again—something's not right!

Susan leaned closer, and this feeling...is strange! Although I can definitely see it if I want to, you can't actually...

Because he doesn't usually use X-ray vision on people, by the time Wayne realized what was happening, there was no time to react.

A palpable sense of guilt pressed down on her, Susan's soft, white hand caressing Wayne's cheek as she tilted her head back and kissed his lips. "Happy nineteenth birthday, little Wayne~"

"..."

With his superbrain somewhat malfunctioning, Wayne instinctively asked, "Are you talking to me or to it?"

"Perhaps both?"

Susan grinned mischievously, as if she had caught something. Her beautiful face flushed slightly with surprise. "You can't judge a book by its cover. No wonder you're the one I raised!"

"What are you talking about?"

"You're asking a question you already know the answer to."

Susan's eyes crinkled into a captivating, alluring smile, and then she turned towards...

"Hey! Wait! At least let me..."

At that moment, the phone lying to the side lit up, displaying unread messages from individuals wishing Wayne a happy birthday, including Gwen, Peter, and Harry.

Another profile picture is an adorable chibi-style black cat.

……

Susan slumped wearily against Wayne. She lightly licked her lips with her tongue, wiping away any traces of makeup, her full, soft lips adorned with a seductive smile.

"Little Wayne~ You did a great job~"

A pair of watery eyes, alluring as silk, were fixed on that handsome face that was staring blankly at the ceiling.

A trembling, delicate white hand gently stroked his cheek. "My little Wayne's face is so handsome~"

"Would you like to offer me a seat?"

"???"

In fact, Wayne, who had hardly expended any energy, almost choked on his saliva.

"Now? Now... let's forget it."

"You've grown up, haven't you? Are you starting to dislike me?"

"This isn't a matter of whether I mind or not!"

"That means you're willing~"

"..."

Wayne was at his wit's end, and Susan, having finished teasing Wayne, finally nestled in his arm and fell into a deep sleep, completely satisfied.

……

The following morning, major media outlets rushed to report the information they had obtained from interviews with the Fantastic Four and the Avengers the previous day.

Although they didn't have much information, that didn't stop them from embellishing it.

The Superman threat theory is a minor one; the most outrageous one Johnny saw was that "Galactus is actually Superman's alien girlfriend who decided to devour Earth as revenge after being dumped by him, but after being dealt with by Superman in various ways, she chose to spare Earth."

"What the hell is all this nonsense?!"

Johnny, sipping his coffee on the sofa, grumbled as he changed the channel, then yelled towards the kitchen, "Reed! I'm going to file a complaint against them! Help me!"

Reed, engrossed in making the perfect breakfast through scientific calculations, seemed to be in an experimental state and didn't hear Johnny's call because he was too focused.

Ben came out of the kitchen carrying a plate of salad. "We don't need to bother with them, Johnny. Look, even Wayne is too lazy to pay attention to them."

"Whether my second brother takes care of it or not is his business, but as the eldest brother, I can't ignore it!"

Johnny kept changing the channel as he spoke, until a large face appeared on the screen, spitting angrily at the camera.

You despicable bastards, do you have any shame?!

If you really have nothing better to do, go expose those masked bastards on the street who don't even dare to show their faces!

Instead of questioning whether saving the world is just a publicity stunt! Spreading rumors about an honest and upright child!

[You bunch of idiots who use your brains like butts! Your words are as good as farts! You really should get your brains checked out, maybe they're from your asses!]

"Wow, I'm starting to have a different opinion of this guy."

Johnny didn't really like the media style of J. Jonah Jameson, the head of the Daily Bugle, who was known for his stubbornness, temper, and tendency to argue. However, considering how much Jameson was defending his younger brother, he changed his mind somewhat.

In fact, although JJJ is known for his outspoken and sometimes confrontational style, he highly values ​​genuine achievements and justice, and he deeply respects heroes who truly get things done.

The hero he criticized the most was Spider-Man, but that wasn't because he hated Spider-Man, but because he wanted Spider-Man to take off his mask.

After all, JJJ's wife was killed by a masked guy. He believes that only by exposing the identity of superheroes to the public and accepting public supervision can their righteous actions remain on track.

In JJJ's opinion, Spider-Man might save people while masked today, but he might rob people while masked tomorrow. If you don't let others know who you are, you won't feel any burden.

As for the risks to superheroes after their identities are exposed, he may or may not have considered them.

But speaking solely of Wayne, he genuinely saved the world. He was upright, honest, and didn't hide his identity. Moreover, at such an exceptionally young age, he was able to use his power to do the right thing. This undoubtedly resonates with many.

This led to JJJ's angry confrontation with other major media outlets. After all, although he is short-tempered, he is not a coward. Even when facing death threats from Green Goblin in other timelines, he never betrayed Spider-Man.