Bab 223: 33.6 Reset

I could only nod as Mathilde constantly told me to not apologize for what I'd done. It wasn't rocket science that what I did was super shvtty, but to think that she even praised me for it? I couldn't understand why. Well, I did, but it was just a matter of principle that made me feel like absolute shvt about lying to the people that relatively treated me like a prince. I wasn't even that smart to begin with.

"Still..." I didn't deserve their loyalty, especially since I wasn't this Sir Rouge in the first place. I was far from this deified man that seemed like he could come up with solutions on the fly like a genius tactician. "I'm not smart, you know."

I got killed for a reason. Well, it was an accident, but I should've looked both ways before I crossed the road. I fvcked up, and I didn't deserve the title of being a genius. A smart person would've used the overpass, but I didn't. I was too lazy and jaywalked like I always did.