[He hangs his head, unable to look at Madara. It's quiet, but firm. If there's anything he can fight in the Underground, it's his name.]
Just a guy who happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong time.
[That was always the case, wasn't it? The misfortunes he tries so hard to hide behind his smiles are seeping through the cracks. But... It was inner strength that helped him kill. Was he just a coward this time?]
... I told her I didn't want her blood on my hands, but after watching you back there, I wish it was me. Then I could stop feeling sorry for my damn self for letting this happen and keep my promise.
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[He hangs his head, unable to look at Madara. It's quiet, but firm. If there's anything he can fight in the Underground, it's his name.]
Just a guy who happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong time.
[That was always the case, wasn't it? The misfortunes he tries so hard to hide behind his smiles are seeping through the cracks. But... It was inner strength that helped him kill. Was he just a coward this time?]
... I told her I didn't want her blood on my hands, but after watching you back there, I wish it was me. Then I could stop feeling sorry for my damn self for letting this happen and keep my promise.