that glum look on your face is so stupid.
Look at you.
they all want to be right.
I've poisoned myself with disgust for people.
I've poisoned myself with contempt.
Really? Who is this "me" thing?
They want to be right?
Give it to them.
Or do you want to fight for yours?
Take off that grim mask,
it's too ridiculously colored.
This steel of Muramasa
will not forgive a single false move.
What a blessed curse.
Your laughter will tear them apart as it is.
Can someone's greed for life change your mood?
It's really funny.
And you want to deprive them of a phantom right,
that's worthless?
It's a raw persimmon, don't be greedy.
Look at yourself.
You don't have to see anyone.
It's called purity.
Get rid of that righteousness,
go and give it all away on the corner for free.
They'll choke on it.
Yeah. Now you're worried about that?
It's the fate of humanists,
there's always a grimace on their face.
But you don't have to see anyone in the reflection.
Take the smirk off, too,
it could cost someone their life.
You're no exception. Take it off.
I think you can keep the smile.
like the Cheshire cat.
-The clowning never ends, right?
I don't know. All the righteousness has been handed out to the eager.
for free persimmons.
We're not right about anything anymore.