[Fundamentally, Hajime was both right and wrong at the same time, and the delineation between the two felt really important to make, but in the heat of the moment, with Hajime clearly jolted to the core like this, Ryuji responds in a sharp outburst.]
No!? What the hell, you're jumping to conclusions that ain't even right!
[Ryuji has to bite his tongue at the urge to tell him that he was, actually, behaving like a child. But anger getting the best of him wouldn't solve any of this and just make it worse than it already was.
Breathe, Sakamoto. Don't clench your fists in anger.]
It ain't that simple! Kamoshida... he raped a girl in our school and abused the students. Madarame had used his art pupils to plagiarize work, claiming it as his own and killed Yusuke's mom to raise him as an art mule for him! Kaneshiro was a crime lord who sold prostitutes, was involved in drug trade. Haru's dad was exploiting labor laws and causing people to die of exhaustion and countless effin safety violations in his national company! Shido became the prime minister and planned to ruin our country, orchestrating countless assassinations of his political opponents.
It's not. It's not just the same to say that they were changed against their will. They were horrible goddamn people and the police wouldn't do shit to save any of the people they they hurt or killed.
[This is a mess, he knows it's a mess.]
Nothing we ever did ever caused someone to die. We wanted them to come to their senses and actually feel bad for what they had done and confess their crimes on their own.
If you think it's just something that's totally black and white, well, it ain't. And we had to suffer for our choices. All of us. It ain't... Goddamnit, Hajime.
[He pushes the butt of his palms into his eyes, frustrated that he's not going to make a difference.]
What does it even matter what I did at home? We can't do shit here anymore anyway. The Metaverse is gone. We ain't thieves anymore.
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No!? What the hell, you're jumping to conclusions that ain't even right!
[Ryuji has to bite his tongue at the urge to tell him that he was, actually, behaving like a child. But anger getting the best of him wouldn't solve any of this and just make it worse than it already was.
Breathe, Sakamoto. Don't clench your fists in anger.]
It ain't that simple! Kamoshida... he raped a girl in our school and abused the students. Madarame had used his art pupils to plagiarize work, claiming it as his own and killed Yusuke's mom to raise him as an art mule for him! Kaneshiro was a crime lord who sold prostitutes, was involved in drug trade. Haru's dad was exploiting labor laws and causing people to die of exhaustion and countless effin safety violations in his national company! Shido became the prime minister and planned to ruin our country, orchestrating countless assassinations of his political opponents.
It's not. It's not just the same to say that they were changed against their will. They were horrible goddamn people and the police wouldn't do shit to save any of the people they they hurt or killed.
[This is a mess, he knows it's a mess.]
Nothing we ever did ever caused someone to die. We wanted them to come to their senses and actually feel bad for what they had done and confess their crimes on their own.
If you think it's just something that's totally black and white, well, it ain't. And we had to suffer for our choices. All of us. It ain't... Goddamnit, Hajime.
[He pushes the butt of his palms into his eyes, frustrated that he's not going to make a difference.]
What does it even matter what I did at home? We can't do shit here anymore anyway. The Metaverse is gone. We ain't thieves anymore.