"...So, what is this about then?" he asked, voice a bit quieter now.
I reached into my pocket, fingers brushing against the still-wrapped candy Professor Draken had given me earlier. It grounded me for a moment.
Then I looked up.
"You know what it's about. I'm just here to take out the trash that is piling up for long time and I think it's about time put that trash into dustbin."
"I see."
Then his expression changed for worse as he stairs at me.
But that was only for moment before that cheerful expression came back to his face.
Disgusting.
"Hahahah... I don't know what you're talking about."
He laughed, scratching the back of his head like this was all some big joke. "Really now, trash? That's a bit harsh, isn't it?"
I didn't respond. Just watched him.
Watched how the corners of his eyes didn't crinkle with the laugh. How his hand clenched, just a little too tight, around the strap of his bag.
The smile on his face wasn't fooling either of us.
