Damian Wayne sat on a bench in the locker room, his face darker than the dark clouds outside the window. He stared at the pair of small cat-claw gloves in his hands, as if they were planning to assassinate him.

"This is a humiliation." He gritted his teeth, "Grandfather will cry for me, and father will-no, father is changing his skirt in the next room."

He took a deep breath. For this school event, he was forcibly selected as a "student representative" and had to participate in the "Parent-Child Theme Day".

His parent-child object is Bruce Wayne.

They will work together in the cafe, wearing maid costumes, cat ear headbands, and smiling to welcome guests.

The key is that there is also a photography session.

"I can kill them all." He threatened in a low voice.

"You have to learn to carry a tray first, Little D." Dick reminded with a smile beside him.

Damian glanced at him coldly, then stood up and walked towards the front hall step by step.

"Welcome back, Master... Meow."