[ That trial had felt strange. But everyone wanted to kill someone else, so he let them. What business was his, what the mob wanted? However... the clues didn't really add up, in his own mind. C is not a stupid man, by any sense of the word, and something about it felt off.
And Naoya had always pegged him as a bit odd. He can't put his finger on what, but it's odd. ... If he wasn't responsible, then he might have a good idea of who the actual culprit was; Naoya always had something insightful to say. He was intelligent.
That was actually C's concern. ]
... It's a pity that they did not take my suggestion into account to simply remove me from the picture.
[ A beat. ]
Something about all of that really does feel a bit strange, doesn't it? We arrived at the end of this story, but the conclusion was wholly unsatisfying based upon what the author had laid out before us previously.
scapegoat
And Naoya had always pegged him as a bit odd. He can't put his finger on what, but it's odd. ... If he wasn't responsible, then he might have a good idea of who the actual culprit was; Naoya always had something insightful to say. He was intelligent.
That was actually C's concern. ]
... It's a pity that they did not take my suggestion into account to simply remove me from the picture.
[ A beat. ]
Something about all of that really does feel a bit strange, doesn't it? We arrived at the end of this story, but the conclusion was wholly unsatisfying based upon what the author had laid out before us previously.