"You're doing this for freedom, for revenge, or maybe... you're just enjoying the pleasure of being an enemy of the world?"
At that instant, Siflin felt as if she saw a perverse glint in Ash's jet-black eyes. That kind of look, she had only seen in her teacher's eyes before—it was a look that longed to see the world burn.
However, Ash quickly put on his familiar teasing smile, which made Siflin doubt whether she had seen it wrongly.
"I just want to be able to pick my ears whenever and wherever." He shrugged and chuckled. "Not having to make a special trip to the restroom just to pick my ears or pick my nose."
"Moreover, being exploited and not making any money, this is far beyond the bottom line for a working person. Every time I think about this, I get so depressed that my hormones are imbalanced and my endocrine system fails."
"Is it worth dying for this kind of thing?" Siflin asked.
