Chapter 1943

"It’s my duty,” said Harkin. With that, she left with the man. Amell's anxious heart was finally relieved. Sure enough, Clint woke up after midnight. ... Zaafea scratched his head. "Has the story ended?" Clint snapped back to reality from his memories and asked, "Tell me… Am I a freak?" "What's a freak?" Zaafea asked sincerely. "Freaks are… people who don't fit in with the rest." "Huh? Then I'm also a freak," Zaafea said. "Haha, yeah, you are!" Clint joked. "Whatever." Zaafea waved his hand. "Mr. Melton, do you think I'm weird?" "Yeah, you’re quite weird… You could talk with me for so long, even playing pool with me." "Really? I don't feel anything. Maybe I can't understand your human emotions. In my eyes, I am who I am. No matter what others say, I only live for myself and the people I think are important. "As for those who look down on me and think I'm strange, why shouldn’t I think of them the same way?” "I understand what you mean, but I don't know what to do." Cli