Noir Spider-Man had only just sat down when Bruce spoke first.
“How much longer can you stay in this world?” Bruce asked as he pushed a glass of water toward him.
The Noir Spider-Man’s hand, which had been reaching for the glass, froze in midair.
His eyes widened as he stared at the man before him in disbelief.
In the end, he lowered his hand without touching the glass.
He still couldn’t figure out what kind of person this man really was.
He clearly had no superpowers.
Yet he seemed to know far more than he should.
Bruce simply folded his arms across his chest, leaned against the wall, and quietly studied the black-and-white Spider-Man.
“It seems you know much more than I do,” Noir Spider-Man said, adjusting the brim of his hat.
Sitting on the sofa, he looked completely out of place in this colorful world.
Bruce neither confirmed nor denied it.
“The Spider-Man of this world is dead. Everyone knows that. But counting you, I’ve already met two Spider-Men.”
“No matter how slow I might be, I know that shouldn’t be possible.”
“Especially when one of them doesn’t even match the art style of this world.”
Lowering his head to glance at his own outfit before looking around at the colorful surroundings, Noir Spider-Man naturally understood what Bruce meant.
Although the world always appeared only in black and white to him, that didn’t stop him from realizing just how different he was here.
Just like that little cube he’d been curious about all this time.
He couldn’t even tell what color this world was.
“So you’re not one of Kingpin’s people?” Noir Spider-Man turned and asked.
“Would you become a supervillain?” Bruce answered with another question instead of giving a direct reply.
Bruce’s response made Noir Spider-Man suddenly laugh.
“I like you.”
“I like women,” Bruce replied without missing a beat.
Noir Spider-Man froze for a moment before realizing what Bruce meant.
“I hate people like you who have absolutely no sense of humor. You don’t seem like someone from our world… and you don’t seem like someone from this world either.”
He lifted his mask slightly and drained the glass of water Bruce had poured for him.
“Well then, I’m leaving.”
Setting the empty glass down and pulling his mask back into place, Noir Spider-Man had no intention of staying any longer.
In his eyes, the man before him had now been firmly categorized as the type of person who would never deliberately harm anyone.
Of course, if Bruce knew how Noir Spider-Man had classified him, he probably wouldn’t agree.
After all, in just the few days he’d been in this world, Bruce himself had already lost count of how many people he’d sent to the hospital. This story is hosted at g.com.
Many of them would likely spend the rest of their lives crippled—or even lying in bed as vegetables.
“If we get the chance, I’d like to see whether we could become friends,” Noir Spider-Man said, looking back at Bruce before leaving.
Bruce gave no reply.
Nor did Noir Spider-Man seem disappointed.
He fired a web from his wrist and swung away.
Bruce quietly closed the door and resumed his training.
Compared to the red-and-blue, slightly overweight middle-aged Spider-Man, Bruce found himself liking this Noir Spider-Man much more.
Perhaps it was because the two of them were both excellent detectives.
Or perhaps because Noir Spider-Man talked much less than Peter Benjamin Parker.
But sometimes…
There were people you simply shouldn’t think about.
Just as Bruce was about to continue his training routine, he noticed a symbol rising into the darkening evening sky in the distance.
A symbol he knew all too well.
The Bat-Signal had appeared in this world.
Wiping his hands, Bruce immediately knew who had done it.
Who else could it be but the Spider-Man he’d sent away earlier with a few simple questions?
“A bit nostalgic,” Thomas said, seeing the Bat-Signal through Bruce’s eyes.
“Trouble’s coming,” Bruce replied.
He knew the man hadn’t lit the Bat-Signal simply to answer one of his questions.
They had most likely uncovered something important at Alchemax—or encountered some major setback.
“Are you really going?” Thomas asked.
He didn’t think Bruce should.
All Bruce had were the pieces of equipment he’d brought with him.
Beyond that, he had nothing.
No logistical support.
No one to provide assistance from behind the scenes.
Charging into a battlefield filled with superpowered individuals under those conditions was clearly not a wise decision.
Turning toward the bathroom, Bruce answered the Batman living in his mind.
“My name is Bruce now.”
“But my identity is Batman.”
“What Batman ignores the Bat-Signal after someone lights it?”
Thomas wasn’t surprised by Bruce’s decision.
In fact, it was exactly the choice every Batman would make upon seeing the Bat-Signal. You are reading on g.com, the official source.
Meanwhile, elsewhere…
Gwen and Miles watched what Peter Parker had done, both completely baffled.
“Are you sure this will actually bring him here?” Gwen asked.
“I think my plan is much more reliable. We should find somewhere to repair the key first, then deal with everything else.”
To Gwen, Peter Parker’s idea sounded utterly ridiculous.
Light up the Bat-Signal and someone would come help them?
That was the sort of thing that only happened in comic books.
How could it possibly happen in real life?
Then again, crossing into another universe also sounded like something out of a comic.
At least that had some scientific explanation.
But Batman wasn’t someone who existed in their universe.
“Trust me,” Peter Parker said confidently.
“As long as he’s really a die-hard Batman fan, he’ll come.”
Gwen could only nod.
Even so, she still didn’t believe a real Batman existed in this world.
“Batman really does exist,” Miles hurriedly explained.
“I saw him when I was with this Peter. He was dressed exactly like Batman.”
Although that bat hadn’t seemed to like him very much at the time…
There was no way he was going to admit that in front of Gwen.
“He’s here! He’s here! He’s coming!”
Peter Parker suddenly lost all the impatience he’d shown earlier.
He eagerly waved Gwen and Miles over.
When they walked up beside him, they discovered that a lone figure was already standing silently atop the building across from them.
“Wow.”
Only after seeing Bruce with her own eyes did Gwen finally believe it.
There really was a Batman in this world.
Everything Peter Parker had told her was true.
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