[Peko doesn't acknowledge what he says immediately; she's quiet for several long moments after, as if mulling over what he'd said. She was a hitman; more than that, she'd always tried to consider herself Kuzuryuu's tool, and not care about the lives she'd taken. Even after Koizumi was already dead, Peko still hadn't felt anything like remorse for her actions on the island. It hadn't been personal -- Koizumi had just been a means to an end, the end being to get Kuzuryuu home safely. And though it had backfired...
Here, Peko had thought perhaps, with Kuzuryuu not seeming to hold any grudge toward Koizumi herself, that she could keep her safe. Get her out of the park, and then... let her go. Neither of them would have to die over an event they didn't even remember.
In the end, the first time, Koizumi's death accomplished absolutely nothing. This time, too. So maybe...]
That... would be nice.
[And maybe the emotion in Peko's voice is a little weird, for someone who said she wasn't that close to that particular classmate, but she just nods.]
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Here, Peko had thought perhaps, with Kuzuryuu not seeming to hold any grudge toward Koizumi herself, that she could keep her safe. Get her out of the park, and then... let her go. Neither of them would have to die over an event they didn't even remember.
In the end, the first time, Koizumi's death accomplished absolutely nothing. This time, too. So maybe...]
That... would be nice.
[And maybe the emotion in Peko's voice is a little weird, for someone who said she wasn't that close to that particular classmate, but she just nods.]
I would like to... be present for that.