"This is hard to concentrate on, I know," Evart told Eldric about the following launch time. "Sitting in a class where you didn't have any friends to talk with and listening to the same lecture again"

Eldric lazed around the tree as he did every time during this period.

"I have been all alone since I was a kid. I used to be with foster parents, and they changed before I could adapt. Even I don't tend to make friends easily, you know. But you looked very different from the students I met in these past four months. I can tell from your eyes how lonely you are in this crowd." Evart didn't contact Eldric in this situation. He looked so sore with hopelessness. "I haven't heard anything from your side."

Eldric didn't respond to him for a while. A sudden memory of what Sascha said yesterday flashed He remembered how Sascha left her instinct to decide who was good and who was bad.

"It's okay; it's completely fine. Your eyes say it all. Boredom isn't a cool idea. Humans just can't go blank for a second."

"You are not alone. When people can't adapt, they evolve as per need. We are just too slow to make it happen." Eldric sighed.

"You guys are so pathetic that you can't decide; that's what it is, and Eldric, if you choose to stay with him for so long, he can make you a lonely wolf!" Sophie interrupts their conversation.

"If you don't have anyone to talk to, then count me in. You said I was your type." Eldric showed some courage to speak.

"So, you are adapting. That's good to see, Eldric." Sophie joked.

It was strange, but it felt good when Eldric saw them smiling. He tried to show himself stoned but smirked silently for making two friends in the class.

After school ended, Eldric fled towards Ruhiges café. His aunt Amala was brewing coffee and preparing it for the customers, who were waiting with newspapers.

"Hey, tante! It seems like your coffee taste is not up to the mark." Eldric blamed this on watching these few customers at the table at this busy hour.

"Is it?" Amala looked pale, as if she had lost someone in her life. As if someone took her motive with him. "It is hard, you know, to handle everything. People at my age choose to stay in bed."

"Don't worry, I will be there; I'll be working with you from now on." Eldric pursued.

"You quit school, dear?" Amala was concerned about him before she needed an assistant.

"Noh, ah, I didn't; I quit school. I just need a part-time job for pocket money. I'll join you after school at this busy hour."

Amala didn't wait a second to welcome him. Eldric took the coffee and delivered it to the customers. Only two customers appeared after this, and Amala closed the shop. The water was too cold to touch, but Eldric had gotten used to it. Amala also helped him with the dishes. After the washing had finished, they sat together at the table with a special coffee that Amala would make for Eldric. She used to give it to her son. While taking a silent sip of coffee, Eldric looked at Aunt Amala. Eldric always felt she was his mother. Amala was his father's cousin. He first approached her aunt when Eldric failed to promote to the next class. He immediately came to this café after the promotion ceremony. Amala took her time listening to everything he said. He did the same when he had finished his first sip. He told everything about how Jakob messed up his school's atmosphere.

"Your thoughts are just like my son's," Amala concluded. "My son, Sikk, said the same thing before joining the army. He was afraid that he would be isolated and left indecisive. When he was a kid, he used to roam around the city with a cap he took from a night watchman. He didn't take the cap without asking, though. All he knew was patrolling the city, saying out loud that… that Germania would rise again." She smiled brightly, recalling her son with Eldric.

"I remember him. He wanted to be a protector of this country. It's been a year, I guess, since he was sent to Russia." Eldric continued.

"You know what he said before sending off for the Soviet Union; he said to me one thing," Amala said absently. "He can't kill anyone, no matter how evil they appear, as it is taking the job of God from him. He wanted to work as a nurse in the army, but he wrote me that he had been cannon fodder from the first day and never expressed how it felt when lighting this machine. Huh… it's been three months since he sent his last letter."

Amala stopped a bit. She was too strong to hold back her tears. "Well, I used to say this to him. No matter how evil they might look, you must treat them as humans if they have a mask that has not been discovered yet. Know the truth before you come to decide anything."

Eldric just had to listen to what she said to him. He didn't have the diploma to reply to her. Amala's eyes were so faked with his rictus smile that it was too easy for him to catch.

"Don't worry! I will be coming after school tomorrow. You need someone in this busy hour to help you."

After he arrived home, he saw his father preparing bacon for him on the table. He had a hot shower and went to the table.

"I have heard that Jews have invaded your school. Tell me something, Eldric boy; I have seen a lot of change in you these past few days. What's the matter?" Eugene asked.

"Well, it's not like what you are thinking. Jakob came to my school for two days, and he assumed there may be Jews among our students." Eldric sensed it coming.

"Jakob has become a lieutenant. He has been a bright prodigy. Why are you not believing him?"

"It's not like that. What I meant is that he shouldn't have spread this news too early." Eldric said calmly.

"Whatever the fact is, you must be extra careful to know whom you are meeting with. Those Jews are doing everything to take the clout from us."

Eldric nodded while chewing his food. The rest of the time was spent without any conversation.

"I still don't know who you are. You did something very unnecessary that you shouldn't have, my boy. You can't decide what you are going to do." Eugene clipped after Eldric was taking the plates to the sin. He sat on the table, folding his hand over it. "I am afraid you will regret it when the time comes."

"You are worried about me too much. I mean, there must be some drawn line in it. We are not the ones to choose who is evil."

"So, you went to Amala's café. Her father used to say this to us." Eugene gave a heavy sigh. "Listen, son, evil can be in us too. That doesn't mean that we don't have the power to stop. Sometimes, you must take this power from God. Dream for an evil-less society, not to live with them."

Eldric pretended not to hear these words while he was busy with the dishes. He couldn't think straight. He didn't want to be cold-hearted. He couldn't find the evil in his own kind. The thoughts were so wild that he felt so apart from himself. He had decisions to make, and those can't be made wrong at any cost.