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If Ichihara had been hoping that Daxton would react to the chill in the room, she had always been destined to be disappointed. Daxton welcomed the cold, was massively oversensitive to even slightly-too-warm temperatures, and preferred his surroundings to be as icy as his general demeanour.
Sarcasm was lost on him too, and Daxton only reflected on how that was a strange conclusion for Ichihara to come to as he went ahead and picked the marker up, eyeing the riddle written on the board again. It was also curious that she was threatening punishment should he fail the task, despite the fact that the detention itself was supposedly already a punishment. Come to think of it, simply answering riddles did not exactly feel like much of a punishment in and of itself, which was... suspicious.
No. There was something else going on here, almost certainly. Daxton looked back again, watching the professors retreat up onto a dais. There was a chance that that was only there to give them both an inflated sense of their own authority, with the added height (especially Ichihara, whom Daxton was already taller than), but he thought it more likely that that was not all there was to it. They were tricking him, and something was going to happen. The punishment of the detention did not lie in answering the riddles, but in the consequences of getting them wrong. It was incredibly bizarre, and Daxton suspected at once that no matter what answer he gave - right or wrong - something would be rigged to get him.
He had been staring at the professors for a few long moments, all but lost in thought, considering the infinite outcomes of this situation with all its unknown variables, feeling more suspicion and distrust than his usually impassive expression was able to convey. Then at last, he turned back to the whiteboard, though still kept them both within his range of vision.
Having already come to the conclusion that the answer he gave to the riddle did not actually matter in terms of the consequences, Daxton was not terribly concerned with finding the correct response. However, he liked working out riddles, and he liked being right, and found himself unable to resist the temptation to try. To work out the trick, and see through the matter with powers of logic. He needed to look through the many obvious things that the boy in the riddle had done wrong, but this was difficult, because sometimes the obvious answer was the right one, and he did not want to accidentally discount anything.
The minutes ticked by, and Daxton continued to stare at the whiteboard, running through the many potential answers. His most obvious answer was unlikely to be what Ichihara was looking for; Daxton was fully aware that his own moral code differed from the norm, but he had seldom put any real effort into understanding what normal people thought of as right and wrong.
And suddenly, there was his answer, there was the moment of realisation. Daxton thought it over, and decided it was the best possible answer he could give in terms of riddles, logics, and tricks. He uncapped the marker and wrote his answer on the board, all the while bracing for the inevitable yet unknown consequence that was likely to occur no matter how good his answer was.
'What is 'wrong' is subjective.'
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