"An Xinyi, An Xinyi, An Xinyi..." Satoru Gojo repeated the name countless times without hesitation, his eyes clear and resolute. "If An finds me, I wouldn't care if I had to say it ten thousand times."
"I'm the strongest. I'll protect An."
If everyone called you the Prophet and deliberately forgot your real name, he still wouldn't get it wrong. Who would ever mistake their own best friend for someone else?
At least Satoru Gojo wouldn't.
Satoru Gojo had always been like this: confident and brazen, never admitting defeat, never running away.
"But this really pisses me off." Satoru Gojo looked thoroughly displeased as he flexed his fingers. "If it were me, I wouldn't care who stood in my way. They want to lock An up and keep him under surveillance? Hah. Did they ask me?"
"Humans always repeat the same mistakes." Hao Asakura gave a cold little laugh. "Deception, suspicion, jealousy, fear... heh."
Hao Asakura thought back to his own past. To him, what An Xinyi had experienced in this loop was very much like what he had once endured. They had both been feared and treated with suspicion because their power exceeded that of ordinary people.
Besides, they were only being wary for now. Who knew what those people might do in the future?
Hao Asakura couldn't help narrowing his eyes, his interest in An Xinyi growing stronger than ever before.
With Regret, you've seen it countless times already, haven't you? Humanity's ugliness, its stupidity, its absurdity. Perhaps An Xinyi has already been betrayed countless times in the "real" future.
Then why don't you hate those people? Why don't you take revenge on them?
Instead, you willingly stay in a cage, watched and analyzed. That's no way to treat a person. They're treating you like some rare animal.