"You only call us idiots, but aren't you one yourself? If you weren't, why would you worry about these things? They had nothing to do with you in the first place, yet you insisted on worrying about them. If that doesn't make you an idiot, what does? If that isn't asking for trouble, what is? Everything you've done is because you're stupid, because your brain got caught in a door and made you do something like this. They're just a few trivial matters, yet they have you so worried and concerned. Don't you think you're being far too stupid?"
"You're right. It's precisely because I'm stupid that I worry about so many things; precisely because I'm stupid that so many things hold me up. I understand all that. I understand everything you've said. But there is one thing I hope you understand: stay out of my business. What I do may have the slightest bit to do with you, but you'd better not meddle. If you meddle, don't blame me for meddling too. And if I meddle, what will the consequences be? I think you know very well. Others may not know what your plan is, but I know it inside and out. You should be well aware of that. I don't need to say more—you should understand. So do whatever you want, but don't come here and bother me. Don't come here looking for trouble with me. If you insist on causing me trouble, then we can only tear off all pretense. Of course, I don't mind that. I really don't mind if that happens. It means nothing to me. It isn't important at all, so none of this is important. You can walk your own path."
"Alright, alright. Do whatever you need to do. If you can't do