[ IV hears his old friend knocking. Bitterness is as familiar to him as the back of his hand, so much so that Shuu's annoying tone doesn't rile him up as much as it could have. Is this what he would have sounded like if he'd talked to a mirror less than a year ago? ]
I wasn't lucky. That's why I can think like that now.
[ And with this, he thinks he suddenly understands this juvenile demon more. There's a great deal he still doesn't know, but he knows a fake act like that when he sees one. He owned that charade before. ]
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I wasn't lucky. That's why I can think like that now.
[ And with this, he thinks he suddenly understands this juvenile demon more. There's a great deal he still doesn't know, but he knows a fake act like that when he sees one. He owned that charade before. ]