Osamu blinked, before the boy then spoke:

"Isn't it more likely that someone wants me dead? I mean, true, Ichijouji-sama is an old family friend, and I did volunteer for this job, but seriously, actually getting accepted means that someone, somewhere, has looked at the logical results of my presence there and decided to let me suffer the consequences for my foolishness."

"Which brings us to the question: why am I staying in this job if I know it's likely to end up with me six feet under - metaphorically and literally? Well, if you haven't noticed, I think differently from other Magi. Power for power's sake? An absurdity. Magi killing each other for meaningless trifles? An absurdity, too. Mundane society in Japan isn't much better; it's a conformist mold, and Mage society takes one too many cues from that."

"I already know that I'm going to die for being 'different', as much as my parents would like to deny that, so why not go down in a blaze of glory, and actually do some good?" The boy then sighed.

"I'm different. I don't want to be, but I'm going to die for it." Somehow, Mei would get the idea that Osamu was not referring to his beliefs, but [i]something else[/i]...

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