'I hate people with righteous goals and lofty ideals…'
The thought crawled through Yuzuki's mind like something rotten and festering, as he sat quietly inside the train while countless city lights bled past the window.
'...That included both of my parents.'
Ever since he was young, he could never understand people like that.
People who spoke proudly about protecting others, who carried around noble ideals as though those things alone could fill the emptiness inside someone's heart.
His parents were exactly like that.
To everyone else, they were admirable awakeners, reliable and kind.
Heroes.
But to him, they were simply two people who were never there for him at home.
Not to mention the fact that they also divorced a few years later due to disagreement related to their works.
Because of that, he only stayed with his mother.
And that only made his loneliness worsen.
After divorce, his mother was even busier than ever and his father never came to visit him.
