"Indeed," Mori Ōgai said with a sigh. "Hatred needs contact to sustain it. Pure Humans and Homo sapiens had never even interacted. Even their hatred was something nebulous."
"But in a sense, Checker Face wasn't wrong." Mori Ōgai's eyes were cold. "Things would have turned out that way sooner or later. Better to strike first."
"...That bastard..." Ranpo Edogawa frowned, a faint sadness on his face. "He didn't leave even the slightest room for another outcome? Did he really have to go this far to wipe out Homo sapiens?"
"Mr. Ranpo?" Doppo Kunikida asked.
"There should originally have been plenty of Pure Humans left. They were simply consumed like fuel in that one incident." Osamu Dazai picked up the thread. He hadn't known before, but Ranpo Edogawa's words made him understand. "Ha. How ridiculous. In the end, there wasn't a single winner."
"A future paved with that much blood?" Osamu Dazai sounded half mocking, half rueful. "How ruthless."
"I won't accept it," Tsunayoshi Sawada suddenly said. "I would never do that, and I won't let anyone else do it either. I..."
"I'll find a better way, even if it costs me everything." Every word from the Vongola's Tenth Boss was resolute.
"Tch. Well, you are my idiot student." Reborn patted Tsunayoshi Sawada's shoulder. "I'll always be on your side."
Byakuran Gesso lazily propped his chin on his hand. "Honestly, that would make for a lousy game."
"Absolutely awful." Satoru Gojo curled his lip. "Anyway, I hate it."
Suguru Geto stayed silent. His feelings were complicated. In a sense, jujutsu sorcerers and non-sorcerers were just like Homo sapiens and Pure Humans. It was simply that jujutsu sorcerers and non-sorcerers had interacted too deeply, creating a profound divide.
Whatever the case, for two humanoid, intelligent races to slaughter each other to this