Chapter 19: Tricked
It was an awkward meeting. Diran refused to budge. He grabbed a stool and put his dirty shoes up on the table. Cail hated that posture very much.
He ignored him. Jael and Oris had gone out to get something, and Sirae was outside, taking pictures of plants.
Cail walked out. He sat on the edge of the flower bed and thought, Should I just ditch them and go home? He had nothing to do but sit here. Might as well go home and sleep. While he wanted to mess with Diran, there was no opportunity or chance to do so. Making him look stupid didn't give a sense of accomplishment, and isolating him would do nothing.
What was suitable for Diran were those types of pranks that could shatter a person emotionally.
He probably approached Oris because he wanted to find a new victim, Cail thought. Diran's last toy had almost died. He jumped off the three-story admin building. Whether it was unfortunate or fortunate, he didn't die. Both his feet were broken, and something was messed up in his spine. He was paralyzed below the neck. He could only move his head.
That guy's parents were obviously angry. They confronted the school, but the school adamantly denied Diran's involvement. Diran's parents were rich, so that's why.
Until now, that guy's parents were still camping outside the school campus, holding their son's banner in an attempt to seek justice.
While Cail didn't feel much for the family, he thought, Since Diran is a bad guy, bad guys should be killed, right? Just like that man wearing a skull headdress.
Cail's thought sounded very immature and childish. But his world was divided into four sections: the people he cared about, the people he didn't care about, the people who could give him benefits, and the people he considered bad.
That division was quite ironic once you knew that Cail didn't have a clear distinction as to what was bad or good. In Cail's view, the world was driven by benefits. He probably had a conscience, but his conscience didn't know how to function.
He guessed his bottom line was society's standard. What society saw as bad was bad; what was good was good.