Their Fates

More than a week passed since the incident with Fynn.

It was a Saturday morning when I went to a café and enjoyed an iced coffee at a table outside. Even though it was a sunny weather it was rather quiet in the area.

Well, no wonder. I chose a café that was quite small and a bit unknown to the public. Furthermore, I was currently on the outskirts of the city. It surely was not my hobby to visit such places.

I guess one could say that I was doing my job.

“This feels nice...” I muttered happily and at the same time tiredly after I took a sip from my drink.

I checked my phone and looked at the time.

“I wonder how their talk goes...” I murmured curiously as I watched a certain building across the street.

The building I had my eyes on was nothing special. Just like the building beside it, it was a simple family house. It was a building I was familiar with. After all-

“Pretty quiet here, huh?” a man commented as he took the seat across from me.

“You don't like it, uncle?”

The man who joined me was my uncle. And as always he wore the same black clothes. Didn't he have any other clothes or were these clothes his trademark?

“No, I like it here. It's better to talk in peace after all.” he replied with a slight smile.

“Heh, I suppose that's true.”

When was the last time, I relaxed in such a peaceful atmosphere?

“And? How are you doing?” my uncle asked me.

“Hm? I'm completely fine. Why are you asking?”

“How could I not ask when I was being told that a knife was involved in your quarrel?”

“Ah, I see... Well, don't worry nobody was badly injured! Just like I told you back then, we only used kicks and punches!” I replied carefree.

“You got lucky that's all. Watch out in the future.” he reprimanded me.

“Yeah, yeah.” I answered easygoing.

“You damn brat...”

“Does it even matter? In the end, I would still have won no matter what Fynn tried.” I stated proudly as I did a V-sign.

“...”

He looked at me in disbelief.

“Geez, I can't even fathom how much dirt you got on your own headmaster to make him betray Fynn...” he said while shaking his head.

“Well, thanks to your team I got plenty.” I answered.

“To think you would use a team of scientists for getting information to blackmail people...”

This time he massaged his forehead with his fingers.

“Hehe, sorry.” I apologized with a smile.

The headmaster, huh...

It was surprising how he did not even hesitate to help me after I told him everything I knew about him. To be honest, I was also kind of impressed by the number of sins that old scoundrel committed.

Using his secrets against him, I made the headmaster call Fynn's parents. I ordered him to tell them that it was an emergency.

“But there is still one thing I don't understand. Just how exactly did you come up with the idea of approaching the headmaster? It was as if you were able to predict Fynn's moves.” my uncle asked.

“When I entered my class, I noticed the stares of my classmates. At first, it was nothing unusual however, on that day they were even more on edge. So I intimidated a student and ordered him to tell me what happened. In the end, he spilled the beans and showed me an email from the headmaster which was sent to everyone except of me. He wrote that everyone aside from me should leave the room immediately when the bell rang.”

“Thus, you knew that he wanted to create a stage for Fynn, correct?” my uncle deducted.

I nodded my head.

“Heh, I see. I expected nothing less from my nephew.” he said proudly as he shrugged his shoulders.

I took a quick glance at the previous building after I noticed people coming out from the house.

“And how was the talk with his parents?”

“There is the answer.” I said as I pointed to the people across the streets.

On the front was a dejected and pale Fynn who walked like a zombie followed by his parents who both wore a stern facial expression.

“Truth be told, I hoped to see his reactions during the talk but he did not react or move at all. He was just like a statue.” I commented while the two of us watched the family return to their car.

“Heh, when I explained the bullying cases involving Fynn, his parents jaws dropped almost to the ground. His mother even almost fainted after hearing everything whereas the father looked at me as if I was a ghost!” I added with a light giggle.

“You didn't show them that video?”

I shook my head in denial.

The video showing Anna, Jack and Fynn drugging me was still not leaked. And to be fair, I don't think that I will do so in the near future.

I was satisfied with Fynn apologizing to the victims with his parents. After all, his parents were the last persons on earth whom he wanted to let know.

Quite ironic, right? His wish to get his parents to notice him turned into his greatest nightmare.

“Hey, uncle. How is Jack doing on your side?”

“Oh, Jack? He is a great help! However, everyone still feels a bit guilty about using him...”

That's what I wanted to hear.

I turned that arrogant Jack into the thing he made others turn to. An errand boy, no- I turned him into a slave.

As I couldn't bear his presence around me, I decided to make him do the chores in my uncle's labor as well as make him listen to everything the others on the team said.

Of course, everyone on the team were good people. There's no way that they would use a high school student as a slave.

But it was good enough for me to make Jack a slave knowing that he was usually the one to use those he bullied like slaves.

“What about that Anna girl? Did she return to school already?” my uncle asked.

“Nope.” I replied plainly while drinking my coffee.

Back then in the hotel room, I gave her three options to choose: First, the picture of her with the man, whom I paid to just stand there, will get uploaded. Second, the audio file in which she exposes herself will get uploaded. Or third, I will leak the drugging video.

Unable to choose, I decided to upload option one and two.

That witch toyed with the hearts and feelings of boys. Thus, I had to make sure that this wouldn't happen again so I had to destroy the foundation. I had to destroy her 'cute girl image' which she worked on for almost her entire life.

I couldn't care less if she returned to school or not.

“You really went above and beyond with your methods, you now...?” my uncle remarked impressed and somewhat scared.

“Using underhanded methods to make them submit... I admit that it disgusted me to sink to their levels to get my revenge. And I hope sincerely that I won't have to do it again.” I said regretfully before finishing the rest of my drink.

“Wait, didn't you plan all this? Couldn't you just choose other methods?"

"Hehe…" I laughed awkwardly to avoid answering his question.

"Geez…"

"Well, I suppose this way was more fun?" I said uncertainly as I scratched my cheek with my finger.

Not having expected this answer, my uncle dropped his jaw in disbelief.

"You truly are a carefree mastermind…"