The others, too, found themselves nodding along. Though Casper’s reasoning felt a bit off to them, they could not agree more with him. Monetary compensation was indeed the best solution to resolve the situation.

Casper fished out a fistful of coins from the bag. “I think this is worth about a hundred. Boys, we’d better make sure we don’t shortchange them.”

He sneered at the owner of the music store. “You said the piano costs sixty-eight thousand, didn’t you? I’m assuming the dent I just made on the piano is worth five thousand then.”

The store owner paled. “N-No, it’s all right,” he stammered. “I bought it for only a little over ten thousand… Y-You don’t have to-”

His words were cut off when Casper threw the coins in the face like a bombardment of hard pebbles. He yelped in pain, flailing his arms blindly.

“Nice!” Felix and the gang pumped their fists in triumph at the sight. They each grabbed a handful of coins and threw them at the store owner as well. The novelty and satisfaction of “stoning” an adversary with money brought a rush of adrenaline through their veins.

“Keep going, guys.” Casper’s voice was tinged with anger. “I promised five thousand and I plan to deliver. We still have a long way to go.”

He and the rest continued to hurl coins at the owner, who was eventually backed into a corner and curled up into a pathetic ball.

Colton did a quick calculation. “I think that’s about five thousand, Casper.”

Casper and the rest stopped before collectively casting their gaze on Goodyear, who gave an involuntary shudder and tried to escape. His attempt was thwarted, however, by someone from the Firewolf Chamber.

Goodyear. The latter yowled. He twisted and curled in on himself, trying to block

to shower down on Goodyear, whose paunchy blubber

expression. He could feel his mouth run dry as he remembered he was the one who asked Casper for a ten-thousand recompense earlier. He must

him to do anything. Casper and his friends were finished with Goodyear and

awe of Casper’s method for revenge. It was innovative, to say

sweat that had appeared on his forehead. “Phew, I’m

all twenty thousand worth of coins were on the ground. No one bothered to pick them up since their denominations

the vindication, Casper,” Felix chortled in immense satisfaction and thumped his friend on the back

and exhaled. He did in fact felt vindicated. Even the air smelled sweeter to him

with coins.

someone demanding recompense for causing a delay in performance preparations. Is ten thousand enough, I

the group as his legs gave out. Never in his life had he been so scared to

conceitedness fleeing him. “Please forgive

a bully who preys on the weak. The only reason you pick on the students is you know you have an

take your revenge. It’s your turn to shower them with the coins. Let

became fatal and affected Casper in any way. “Just… you know, rotate your targets.

the music store threw himself at Casper’s feet. “Please forgive me, sir! Cowherd made me loan out the piano free of charge. I was in a bad mood, so

the piano. “It’s yours if you want it! Take it as my

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