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[threedontknows]

Of course what I want is my choice. You wanted a reason, and I gave it to you. [What else does Kiryu want him to say? It isn't as though he's lying about why he did it.]

He dared to speak about Da-ge, the man that he tortured and killed and then used for his own twisted purposes, so I asked Aaron to kill him.

[lone_horse]

And you think you did nothing wrong?

[ Fuck is it like talking to Daigo. Of course, that was when he was 12. ]

[threedontknows]

[Hm. That's an interesting question.]

I can tell that you're upset by it.

[lone_horse]

That isn't what I asked.

[threedontknows]

[Da-ge wouldn't have fallen for that either.]

I think wrong is subjective. Maybe it was wrong, but it felt good.

[lone_horse]

So you think it's more important to do something that feels good than to do the right thing?

[threedontknows]

[He shakes his head.] I said 'maybe'. Maybe it was wrong, but to me it felt right. If I was doing what I felt was right, wouldn't that be important to me?

[lone_horse]

Did it feel right or did it satisfy an itch, like an animal scratching?

The two aren't the same thing.

[threedontknows]

I'm patient; I don't give into impulses if I can help it. Any time that man suffers it feels just.

[lone_horse]

[ That's a snort. He knows when that post went up. Patient his ass. ]

It was days. Doesn't sound very patient to me.

And there's nothing 'just' about killing a man for words.

[threedontknows]

I wanted him to die before then.

[Although he'll admit that the punch was impulsive, but hey! That doesn't negate that he can be patient when he wants to be.]

He didn't actually die though, so technically it's unfinished work.

[lone_horse]

So you care about unfinished work now?

[threedontknows]

[Low blow. Nie Huaisang just smiles.]

When it’s important, of course.

[lone_horse]

[ Honest blow. ]

What do you think I'm going to do about this?

[threedontknows]

Figure out a way to punish me.

[The ‘what’ he’s not sure of. More work, loss of privileges?]

[lone_horse]

And what did you think that was going to be when you decided to do it?

[threedontknows]

Honestly, I couldn’t say. I don’t know if you like creative punishments or not.

[lone_horse]

So you didn't even think of the consequences.

[ A pause. ]

Because you feel safe with me?

[threedontknows]

[Another very silly question.]

Of course I feel safe with you.

[He’s…he’s like his da-ge. If someone had been bad-mouthing him he probably would have had the same reaction.

…maybe has had a similar reaction already.]

[lone_horse]

[ He considers that and makes his decision. It doesn't take him that long to come to it either; he'd been pretty sure of what he wanted for a while.]

I agree with Jesus-san that you won't speak to Aaron-san for a few days.

[ Unsurprising, but- ]

And starting today, you're going to join me in the gym every day. And I'm going to teach you the style that I'm heir to: the Komaki style of martial arts.

[threedontknows]

[No reaction to the first piece, but the second —

He groans softly, just out of habit. His warden is clearly a disciplined man; these training sessions are going to be a bitch.

Huaisang straightens himself out and bows slightly.]

What time would you like me to join you?

[lone_horse]

...not the morning.

[ Fuck that, okay. He does not have kids around who wake him up for school, hell no is he waking up early. ]

What time do you wake up?

[threedontknows]

Usually before the end of breakfast service.

[He used to be worse.]

[lone_horse]

[ That's a nod. ]

And I brought this.

[ He reaches into his jacket and pulls out the file, putting it down in the table.]

That is just for you. And if you have any questions, ask.

[threedontknows]

[Nie Huaisang cocks his head slightly at the sight of the book-like file. He didn't want it, but if his warden insists now there must be meaning behind it that he's not understanding.

He nods softly.]

I'll start reading it tonight.

[He frowns a little.]

Do I still get to use my communicator?