— Because you need to understand with your own eyes whether he is a demon or not; he is just like everyone else, and what could be better for achieving this goal than living together?
— And how long should this cohabitation be? — Gideon inquired. — It seems like a week was enough for Dinorsis.
Those who came to the meeting: Jaym, Nage, Miho, Tong, Oleg, Aorih, Dinorsis.
— You could just keep him somewhere outside the walls, — Nage suggested, — let him go to the store or take a walk in the park, and we'll keep an eye on him, so there won't be any complaints later; just a conscious citizen, so to speak, who happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time.
— You're all thinking about this the wrong way. First of all, there's Fortis. — After listening to his comrades, Miho returns to the original proposal. — Looking at the universally beloved Levisia Starlight, it should be immediately clear that she wants us all to "get along," and therefore, if we do something like that, she will definitely notice, and she is a compassionate woman, so the demon will earn points in her eyes, which, in turn, will lead to the fact that she will be more willing to take his side and trust his opinion more, because in such a situation, he will be an oppressed outcast who needs to be taken care of. And secondly, — now he turns to Nage, — do you have any guarantees that he won't kill someone himself, or that there won't be any witnesses? Are you going to force them to keep quiet too? In general, it seems to me that the best option is to just do nothing. Just accept the fact that such a strange creature lives next door, and if he attacks someone, then it's just bad luck. It's like falling down the stairs, but then there will also be a reason to defend yourself, and living for two years in a state of heightened anxiety is not for everyone; you might go bald early.
— That's our problem. He doesn't have the kind of character that allows him to live peacefully, and we're not that tolerant — sorry for speaking for everyone — to let him do whatever comes into his horned head. That's why we need to stick together. But doing nothing... If you don't make life happen, life will happen to you, and you won't like it, as my father used to say... Well, this is just our first week with him. We'll see, and for now, I just wanted to talk about some kind of cooperation, and tell you what I know.
The young man took a breath, took a sip from his mug, and continued:
— We really need to stick together, but we need to approach this wisely, not just from the position of "I shoot at anyone who's in my class." If he wants to play and provoke, then we can try to thwart his strategy. The trick is that we can't let him do this from a position of superiority, when he, for example, surpasses us in academic results, because then, no matter what we say, he will still be cool on paper, and the rest can easily be called envious losers who are attacking such a good and diligent student, an "oppressed outcast," and it won't lead to anything. But he won't always be able to surpass everyone at once — notice that at this meeting, people from all classes except his were gathered. When there is at least one class that performs better in the next competition, there will be someone among those present who can put him in his place from the position of the winner. We already didn't give in to him once, depriving him of part of the reward for a high place from that chest — we can do it again, the main thing is to remember about common interests, that no one wants to be worse than this demon.