“I like it more this way.”
His clear-cut reply made Joke pause. Wolf’s eyes that turned up to meet his shone more fiercely than before.
“To be honest, the world you live in is like a playground for me. It’s just a place for wide-eyed idealists like you who’ll never know if they’ll ever be able to succeed. A world that looks beautiful but is completely rotten on the inside.” His eyes narrowed. “The world I’m in is somewhere you can always be killed. There’s no place for a daydream in that world. The beasts there never hide how they are trying to hunt you down. It’s not the same candy-color world you’re in. The disgusting world where people smile at each other while planning to slit your throat in a back alley… You don’t have that silly dream that the world of pro players is filled with blooming flowers, right?”