"Even if their revenge succeeds, I won't be happy!" Kasumi Miwa's face was already streaming with tears. "There's never any satisfaction in this! For Sawada and An, there's only pain!"
Sometimes, Kasumi Miwa really wanted to shout at the two of them to stop, to stop putting themselves through so much pain.
But she couldn't bring herself to say it. Seven billion lives had to be avenged, after all. Her own selfish wishes couldn't erase that blood debt.
Yet she could also feel that there was truly no joy in any of this. It was nothing but an endless abyss.
"Yes." Momo Nishimiya tightened her grip on her broom Cursed Tool, her expression forlorn. "Of course there's nothing wrong with someone avenging me. But... but I don't want to become a source of pain or a burden to someone else."
If that was the price, she would rather they didn't avenge her. If she were the only victim, she would have said so without hesitation.
"They're all good kids," Satoru Gojo said with a smile.
His voice sank. "In the end, we teachers were just too useless."
Even Utahime Iori, who had always resented Satoru Gojo calling her weak, fell silent. She felt the same way. It was a teacher's responsibility to let their students grow up safe and healthy, after all. In that, they had failed.
"Pathetic. Ridiculous. What the hell was that Satoru Gojo doing?!" Having never suffered at the hands of the Prison Realm, Satoru Gojo showed his other self no mercy. "What a loser! How did he even get taken out by those scrubs?!"
"Exactly." Suguru Geto nodded solemnly. "Satoru was utterly pathetic. What happened to being the strongest? He actually got killed by mere Pure Humans."
"Right..." Satoru Gojo caught on, his smile turning cold.