"For a long time, my pathology lay entirely beneath the conscious mind. That floor was very sturdy. Guess who built it?"
Natasha did not need to guess, but she cooperatively said, "I guess it was the Doctor who treated you back then."
"'Treated' is not quite accurate. He was only an ordinary person and had no ability to eliminate a condition like terminal autism. But he did have an exceptionally strong pursuit of the word 'healing.'"
"So he sealed away your pathology beneath a floor?"
"Yes. That was how it was in my original world. If I had remained content with the status quo and had no intention of escaping the social environment I was in at the time, I could have lived that way for the rest of my life, because it was safe enough there."
Schiller was unexpectedly candid. He did not even avoid terms like "my original world." Natasha was not surprised either. As an objective individual who had not formed any particularly deep friendship with Schiller, she could actually see things more clearly.
"But university life was simply too dull and boring. Note that my pathology had been completely sealed away at the time. That meant I had no perverse hobbies and did not seek thrills. University studies were simply too boring for me, because I not only knew all that knowledge, I had long since experienced it in practice."
"One major drawback of precocity." Natasha shrugged. "Some parents like making their children learn knowledge beyond their age group early on. I do not know whether that lets them win at the starting line, but when they review that knowledge for the second time, they will definitely lose much of their interest."
Schiller nodded in agreement, then continued. "Then I went abroad and developed a few