[ He doesn't want to go on, dissecting Douman's words and their behaviors, and put it into their mouth. Also, he keeps close despite the snarl. Maybe it's the greed in him that wants to know, to understand. ]
That's why I want you to tell me... Why you think you can't have anything to yourself. Why don't I have that right? You cursed me for it.
[ Gojou doesn't say anything because, for a minute, he believes what Douman says. People like him... Born under the star of fortune, the reason that the whole world's balance shifts—people like him. They can take whatever they want, whenever they want. People like him.
Then why does he feel so powerless? Home and here. He has the mind to tell Douman they don't see him, but... He sees something in them and those words are caught in this throat. ]
You remind me of him in such small ways, but I wish he was as scornful as you. He should have cursed me with his last breath, too.
Oh, woe is you! You are like a king who goes up to a peasant whose village went up in smoke, complaining of a stubbed toe. That type of arrogance you have...he had that too. Too blind to even realize what position you're in.
[Ugly, ugly. Douman's expression is ugly, their words are ugly, everything is ugly, because Douman, at their core, is nothing but hatred, nothing but resentment. A beast who lives in longing, and can never obtain the things they desperately desire.]
Hahaha, you know? I feel sorry for your monk. I feel sorry he had to deal with a monster like you.
Why feel sorry for the dead? Feel sorry for yourself since I'm your curse now.
[ motherfucking i am yelling gojou committing to bothering douman as long as they live and FRIDAY
Nonchalantly, he doesn't disagree with Douman. Maybe if Getou had other friends, better friends, he wouldn't have gone the path he did, but Gojou doesn't know. They can't know. What's done is done. ]
You know, gramps, I think you have things here in this weird sex murder station. Whether you want to see it or not is up to you, but I'm not him. Your words won't reach him through me. Is that guy still around where you're from? You can win this stupid game and show him what you're made of.
Curses can be exorcised. Do not presume that since I am a user of such things I can't get rid of them just as easily.
[They scoff at that. Ah, yes. Seimei. Seimei is still around.]
["Who could laugh off such an overwhelming loss-?"]
Don't patronize me, Gojou. It isn't a game. It was never a game. If you step into that affair, I would be only happy to tear you apart limb from limb where you stand.
Then I look forward to you exorcising me. Thank you for your service as you would rid the world of another monster.
[ He pats their back a bit as an attempt to comfort or soothe, but let’s be real it probably doesn’t work or feel that way. It is very grandson tries to help grandpa, letting them have their moment. ]
Where are you heading? I can at least help you there.
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[ He doesn't want to go on, dissecting Douman's words and their behaviors, and put it into their mouth. Also, he keeps close despite the snarl. Maybe it's the greed in him that wants to know, to understand. ]
That's why I want you to tell me... Why you think you can't have anything to yourself. Why don't I have that right? You cursed me for it.
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[The eternal rival, the scarecrow, made to be torn down. An example of folly, every time.]
And then people like you, who have EVERYTHING...and then proceed to rub it in my face? What do you think I'll do? Congratulate you?!
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Then why does he feel so powerless? Home and here. He has the mind to tell Douman they don't see him, but... He sees something in them and those words are caught in this throat. ]
You remind me of him in such small ways, but I wish he was as scornful as you. He should have cursed me with his last breath, too.
[ Why does it suddenly hurt? ]
I don't have everything, Ashiya Douman.
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Oh, woe is you! You are like a king who goes up to a peasant whose village went up in smoke, complaining of a stubbed toe. That type of arrogance you have...he had that too. Too blind to even realize what position you're in.
[Ugly, ugly. Douman's expression is ugly, their words are ugly, everything is ugly, because Douman, at their core, is nothing but hatred, nothing but resentment. A beast who lives in longing, and can never obtain the things they desperately desire.]
Hahaha, you know? I feel sorry for your monk. I feel sorry he had to deal with a monster like you.
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[ motherfucking i am yelling gojou committing to bothering douman as long as they live and FRIDAY
Nonchalantly, he doesn't disagree with Douman. Maybe if Getou had other friends, better friends, he wouldn't have gone the path he did, but Gojou doesn't know. They can't know. What's done is done. ]
You know, gramps, I think you have things here in this weird sex murder station. Whether you want to see it or not is up to you, but I'm not him. Your words won't reach him through me. Is that guy still around where you're from? You can win this stupid game and show him what you're made of.
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[They scoff at that. Ah, yes. Seimei. Seimei is still around.]
["Who could laugh off such an overwhelming loss-?"]
Don't patronize me, Gojou. It isn't a game. It was never a game. If you step into that affair, I would be only happy to tear you apart limb from limb where you stand.
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[ He pats their back a bit as an attempt to comfort or soothe, but let’s be real it probably doesn’t work or feel that way. It is very grandson tries to help grandpa, letting them have their moment. ]
Where are you heading? I can at least help you there.
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Its none of your business. I want to walk to clear my head. Staying in that pod makes me feel like I'm going to burst out of my own skin.
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Then I’ll walk with you for a bit until you stumble a little less. But then I’ll have to go since I have some plans.
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Do as you wish. But I do not care for your presence.