Nezu's challenge! (Villain Rehab)

15: Studying

"Okay," Papillon took a breath, "Let's make this quick. My mother was paid badly for a shit job I'm not mentioning and my father was quirkless. We didn't have money so I ended up making use of my sleepless nights. It started with errands, and quickly I learned to... er... do the heavier stuff. You know, like murder."

Hound dog blinked once before Papillon continued.

"My uncle heard of what I did, so I ended up killing him. I sold his kidneys and made a small fortune. Turns out that wasn't enough, so I started a company— don't ask it's name, I was thirteen and tired— and I made a lot more money.
"My family ended up living their luxurious life while I worked hard, which I always thought fair because I was the only one who could do all of this. Turns out my father wasn't quirkless, but I ignored it, and my mother got recruited for a well payed job and she refused cause she had money enough. And er... all those shitty things happened, and I figured that, I mean, I recently did... they suck."

Hound dog took a second to process that.

"That's it." Papillon got up and left, "See ya."

—

"Okay, I'm quitting!"

Nezu looked at hound dog with curious eyes.
"You had two sessions, right? How'd it go?"

"I'm quitting!"

"No you're not, sit down, have some tea, enlighten me."

"No."

Only a few second later Hound dog sat down with tea in his hands, shaking slightly more than a second before.
"So er... they're heavily dam... damaged, I suppose."

"They're villains," Nezu sighed, "They didn't go through nothing."

"But she just sat there! Staring straight through me speaking of everything like it was a business meeting!"

"Ah, Papillon must have practiced what to say then!" Nezu chuckled, "Exactly what I expected of her!"

Hound dog sighed and took a sip of tea, not wanting to ask what was going on in Nezu's head.
"I don't want to die, Nezu. These children aren't just children. They're villains."

"Interesting way to look at it," Nezu mumbled with dismay, "But I must disagree. It's obvious they don't act even a bit harmful! It's wonderful to see how they adapt to this new environment!"

"Well..." Hound dog had to admit that Nezu was right. Non of the villains had yelled at him yet, and they didn't break the rules... except for small rules. "I heard they made a mess of the kitchen some time ago."

Nezu nodded. "They did, actually, why?"

"What did they do?"

"They tried to get some snacks, but ended in a food fight. Lunch Rush begged me to call in a janitor but it was after their hours so he had to clean it all."

"...huh."

Nezu sighed. "Tell me your thoughts, come on!"

Hound dog wondered about the new definition of being polite— "Well like you said, they do act like kids. I just don't know wether that's a good thing."

"How can it be bad?"

"Well...trauma suppression, ignoring emotions, exploding in anger or panic which leads to panic attacks and—"

"I see," Nezu cut Hound dog off, "I see, but they go to therapy now. You can deal with it."

"I can?"

"Yes, it's what I'm paying you for."

Hound dog sighed.
"I'm expecting a raise."

"Done!"