“.. Would you even fall in love with a person like me?”

The man quietly stated. Not even as a question. Just a statement that he thought was a ridiculous idea. He was staring down with his crimson red eyes and had his usual blank stare. Why did you fall in love with him again? Oh.. That’s right. It was during the Killing Game of Jabberwock Island. You were severely fond of him and loved him for the immense hope he spread to everyone he knew. But.. That was Hajime. This was Izuru. He wasn’t like Hajime at all. Stoic, cold, and nonchalant to the world around him. But even you knew, there had to still be a way that you could break through into his heart.. Somehow.

“Even if I am a terrible person? Even if it means I’ve killed hundreds of people?”

He asked once more, feeling his shoulders slightly stiffened to the question. He secretly hated the whole idea that he had killed hundreds of people thanks to the Ultimate Despair, Junko Enoshima.

“Komaeda Nagito. The Ultimate Lucky Student.. Falling for such a nuisance to society.. How Boring.”

He commented with his arms folding across his chest.