[Good. The relative silence is a relief from the talking, from the barrage of lies. It makes the faint crackle in the air all the more audible, the clashing of airs and emotions roiling despite Kyosuke's utter stillness.
He doesn't know what he would have done if Juzo had continued talking. His sword is all too close, too convenient, to be ignored. All he would have to do is slip it out of his pocket, flick the switch, and--
His jaw clenches minutely. No. If he's going to even harbor such thoughts, he needs to settle something else.]
When I arrived. At Hope's Peak Academy. I took reports from you and Yukizome. On Enoshima.
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He doesn't know what he would have done if Juzo had continued talking. His sword is all too close, too convenient, to be ignored. All he would have to do is slip it out of his pocket, flick the switch, and--
His jaw clenches minutely. No. If he's going to even harbor such thoughts, he needs to settle something else.]
When I arrived. At Hope's Peak Academy. I took reports from you and Yukizome. On Enoshima.
[The words come slowly. Deliberately.]
Now I know why Yukizome lied.