[He could've tried trolling Minato with a joke to avoid the question. Since it was a simple, yet armor piercing question. Whenever he felt like he was pushed into a corner at times, Hiro found himself attempting to jokingly dance around the topic. But... He felt that not being honest wouldn't had been fair. He looks at his arm that was already growing human(?) skin around the muscles.]
... Yes and no. I'm happy to be protecting the world and seeing my friends living their peaceful days, But...
[But he didn't consider himself as strong as everyone always thought. He always worked hard to build himself up as the pillar of strength that everyone wanted him to be. The cheerful and flawless hero that everyone could rely on. But deep down... He was scared and traumatized as the rest of them. And he needed them as support as much as they needed him.
He was like a ghost who could watch over them, but not interact with them. One day, he would only have his memories of everyone left. And who knows when those would slip away. He was afraid of what he would become as time continued on.]
I know I'm sounding selfish, but... I still miss being human sometimes. If I could go back in time to fulfill all the broken promises I made, then I would. [But he can't now.] In the end, I just wanted to help everyone with my choice. The world was in despair, so I became hope itself.
[If he were a pure saint, then he could've said a flat yes. But he was nothing like that... Beneath that omnipotent body was a fragile and complex human heart.]
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... Yes and no. I'm happy to be protecting the world and seeing my friends living their peaceful days, But...
[But he didn't consider himself as strong as everyone always thought. He always worked hard to build himself up as the pillar of strength that everyone wanted him to be. The cheerful and flawless hero that everyone could rely on. But deep down... He was scared and traumatized as the rest of them. And he needed them as support as much as they needed him.
He was like a ghost who could watch over them, but not interact with them. One day, he would only have his memories of everyone left. And who knows when those would slip away. He was afraid of what he would become as time continued on.]
I know I'm sounding selfish, but... I still miss being human sometimes. If I could go back in time to fulfill all the broken promises I made, then I would. [But he can't now.] In the end, I just wanted to help everyone with my choice. The world was in despair, so I became hope itself.
[If he were a pure saint, then he could've said a flat yes. But he was nothing like that... Beneath that omnipotent body was a fragile and complex human heart.]