The Expulsion Controversy

Although the Kents didn't agree with Robet out loud, they didn't contradict him either. They really did feel the same way.

"sigh..." Clark let out a sigh and looked at Robet. "It wasn't just Okinja and the other two who were being told to leave. They were telling Robet to leave too."

"Why?"

"What gives them the right?!"

"Huh?"

The Kents cried out almost at the same time, but Robet only looked a little surprised. He wasn't angry at all—in fact, there was even a hint of delight in his surprise.

Just as I thought! Seeing Robet's expression change, Clark's mouth twitched. He knew he'd guessed right: Robet really didn't want to go to school. After all, school made both his training and his meals a hassle.

"Why are they telling Robet to leave? He was a victim too! Have they forgotten how to be reasonable?" Martha asked, baffled.

"Once there are enough people, whether they're being reasonable stops mattering. Their numbers become the strongest argument. No one wants to see them make a scene..." Clark shook his head and explained quietly.

"They claim Robet witnessed a shooting at close range and might develop post-traumatic stress disorder. If something triggers him later and he causes trouble, he could pose a potential threat to their children."

"Of course, that's just the excuse they came up with. They actually think Robet is bad luck and worry he'll bring misfortune to their kids. So they're taking this opportunity to kick him out along with Okinja and the others..."

"What nonsense!" Jonathan muttered angrily. He was about to turn around and head for the school to give the principal a piece of his mind.

"Ring, ring!" Just then, Jonathan's phone rang. He stopped the car and picked it up with a dark expression. Sure enough, it was the school calling.

"Hello?" Jonathan took a deep breath and answered. What followed was exactly as Clark had described: the principal regretfully suggested that Robet withdraw from school.

"What gives you the right? Robet was the victim from beginning to end. Why should he have to leave?" Jonathan demanded in a low voice when he heard the principal's suggestion. Then he paused, as if he'd heard something, and grew even angrier. "Compensation? You think I care about a little money—mff!"

Before Jonathan could finish, Robet clapped a hand over his mouth, then gave Clark a pointed look.

"Hello? Principal? This is Robet's brother, Clark. About the withdrawal, we're already on our way to the school. Let's discuss it in person when we get there." Clark glared helplessly at Robet, took the phone, and spoke quietly. "Yes, that's right. We're on the road now. We should be there in about twenty minutes."

"Robet, our family isn't exactly wealthy, but we're not so poor that we'd let you agree to being expelled for a little money!" Martha looked at Robet with a slight frown and a serious expression after Clark hung up.

"Ahem, well... I don't really want to go to school..." Robet scratched his head and smiled sheepishly at the Kents. "I want to go on adventures and train, see more of the world. Adventures and training are way more interesting than school!"

Robet: (〃￣ω￣〃)ゞ

"Adventures and training?" Jonathan and Martha didn't quite understand what he meant, but they took it to mean that the world was vast and Robet wanted to see it.

"Sweetheart, we don't mind you wanting to see the world, but you're still young, and you haven't even grown tall yet. Traveling on your own would be too dangerous..." Martha's expression softened. She looked at Robet and gently advised him, "No matter what, you need to go to school first. You can decide whether to travel after you're an adult."

"Actually, I'm really strong. Didn't I just say that a handgun was nothing? Bullets don't do anything to me..." Robet spread his hands helplessly and cast Clark a pleading look, but Clark ignored him completely and made no move to rescue him.

"However strong you are, are you stronger than your brother? He still went to school like a good boy," Jonathan said irritably, glaring at Robet. "Tell me, are you stronger than Clark?"

"I..." Robet's mouth twitched. He was twelve years younger than Clark. Comparing them like that was totally unfair!

"Um, Mom, Dad, could Robet and I talk alone for a moment?" Clark asked quietly, shaking his head helplessly as the trouble landed on him.

"Sure, we'll leave it to you. Make sure you talk some sense into him!" Jonathan nodded and gave Clark a meaningful look. Going back to school was the bottom line!

Soon, Robet and Clark went to a secluded corner. Clark glared at Robet and asked irritably, "Is this what you meant by dealing with ordinary people?"

"What's wrong with it? I didn't expose myself at all. Even if I get expelled, I'm just suffering an undeserved misfortune..." Robet spread his hands, looking completely innocent.

"There was a school shooting involving minors, and you've made a huge scene across town. And you think that's good?" Clark asked, rolling his eyes.

"What else could I do? They had guns. I couldn't exactly catch their bullets barehanded, could I? That might have kept it from becoming such a big scene, but people would definitely have noticed me..." Robet shrugged, still convinced he hadn't done anything wrong.

"Can't you use Hypnosis? You can even weave memories. Why not rewrite their memories so they never cross paths with you again?" Clark asked, frowning at Robet in disbelief.

"Because I can't!" Robet sighed helplessly and explained, "I'm a warrior, not a sorcerer. Hypnosis has its limits. The stories I weave have to fit each person's personality and behavior..."

"I didn't control them and make them shoot each other. After I chose to hand over the prize money, the situation unfolded—and they really did end up fighting over how to split it..."

"And forcing them under hypnosis so they'd never cross paths with me again isn't really possible either. It wouldn't fit their usual behavior. They came after me in the first place, and they're obsessed with it!"

"I can distract them temporarily, but I can't affect them forever. Every time they see me or someone mentions me, they'll wake up. They might even see someone eating well, think of me, and break the hypnosis. Wouldn't that be even more trouble?"

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