"Duty. The Muten sutra needed a protector, and he was Goudai's heir. I named him Ukoku Sanzo, and wandered for a year at his side."
It's Koumyou's turn to draw a knee up and wrap his arms around his leg, but rather than hide his face behind it, he sets his chin on his knee.
"On paper, it was the correct thing to do. On paper, everything I did was the correct thing to do."
It didn't help.
"I was so detached from reality... when you asked if I'd stopped helping people, I realized... I could have looked right at someone who needed my help, and my eyes wouldn't have even registered it."
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It's Koumyou's turn to draw a knee up and wrap his arms around his leg, but rather than hide his face behind it, he sets his chin on his knee.
"On paper, it was the correct thing to do. On paper, everything I did was the correct thing to do."
It didn't help.
"I was so detached from reality... when you asked if I'd stopped helping people, I realized... I could have looked right at someone who needed my help, and my eyes wouldn't have even registered it."