Tojo's POV:

To have selfless devotion, yes that was what I had strived to do every day in my life. To help others the best I could and look after the fellow students of the Juvenile Academy, I had set those goals out of mind when I had found myself in the darkest hell imaginable.

However along the way my own personal desires and my duties to that group and the nation at large was challenged and in the end murder consumed my heart, that murder which not only allowed me to betray those I had promised to help and break promises to the dead but to also lead to my own demise. In the end, I didn't save a single soul.

So how else should I repent but to try and make amends in the ways I do know-how, what kind of acts must I perform to cleanse myself of this unforgivable crime? That I do not know, but I didn't imagine it would lead me here.

Hoshi had summoned me for a meeting, it had been during the funeral of our dearly departed Kiibo when he had spoken to me in a hushed and tired voice, I could see it in his eyes that our trauma by the killing game had only worsened his mental health and yet I never imagined he would have sought me out and wanted to speak to me after all that had happened.

I didn't know why he would want to speak to his killer.

However what kind of maid-no what kind of friend would I be if I denied him such a small request?

Still, as I opened the door to the room I felt a cold shiver running through my spine yet kept my composure, he was already sitting there in his hospital robes, he had a new hat on his head though not unlike the one in the game which confused me. I would have thought he would try to stray from unpleasant memories.

"Tojo" he greeted his voice almost sounded warm, as if he was happy to see me, "Hoshi" I responded, I tried to sound respectful and not allow any pain in my voice, I could feel the regrets  I would never speak buried within my throat however I wouldn't allow such a burden onto one who was already suffering. It's simply not practical or logical.

"How are you?" I asked out of obligation, he didn't respond for a while as he sighed, "it's better than a killing game" he concluded, I found his lack of a real answer to be discouraging but ignored it, "you wanted to see me, is there any reason?" I asked curiously as to what he had to say.

He nodded as he tapped his fingers against the couch he was sitting on, "I've been doing some thinking, about what happened" he told me. I paused unsure of how best to respond, and what would be insensitive of me.

"About what happened that night?" I asked carefully, he nodded, "that day...that day was one of the worst of my life, and yet I find myself not regretting any of what happened," he told me honestly. My eyes widened in shock, "what?" I asked confused before I could control myself. He nodded in confirmation, "whenever I look back at what happened, I can't help but keep thinking about what a burden I must have been to the others, I wasn't like Akamatsu or Momota, I wasn't supporting everyone or trying to uplift them. Instead, I was there bringing down the mood, and even when I offered my life to others to try and save them all they could only look at me with pity. It must've been exhausting for them." Hoshi sighed in his regrets.

"I don't agree," I told him, he looked up at me with a dazed expression, "you were selfless that entire game, you were willing to give all you had left, your life so that the others who might as well have been strangers to you could live another day, so they could find a way out of the killing game. You gave your life to me so I could escape and save the rest of our nation. I don't know anyone like you so please don't talk about yourself in such a way" I begged him, I didn't realize how small tears were now falling from my eyes.

"But you didn't escape, instead everyone lost two people. Harukawa's secret was revealed. The killing game continued, and in the end, what did I accomplish?" he asked, "what's...what was the point of it all? I don't know anything still...about the person I was before, but if I ended up in a place like this...did I have anything to live for then either? Tojo...what do I have to live for in this place?" he asked, "if the world out there, if the world shown to us in the sixth trial is the truth, then what am I supposed to do? There's no one waiting for me out there. I have nothing" Hoshi admitted with his deadpanned expression.

"Hoshi...thank you" I finally said, he looked at me confused, "thanks for...thanks for being here still..." I started, "thank you for surviving the simulation, and surviving the attack, thank you for being there at that funeral, thank you for approaching me again, because..." I felt my words getting choked.

"I never would have. Because I thought you hated me, hated me for taking advantage of the position you were in, of the hardships that you were forced to carry. I'm so sorry for what I have done to you...but to know that you wanted to see me...it made me happy. Hoshi you have worth even if you don't see it for yourself, and...

"I don't think the others want to be at another funeral for a dear friend would they?" I asked. He paused before he nodded, "those are depressing" he said with a slight chuckle, "but...that wasn't the real reason I wanted to see you...to complain.

"Tojo...I wanted to say you don't have to worry about me anymore, alright? You murdered me because you need to help others, that will to protect and to serve...but Tojo...this is hypocritical...but have you ever thought of your own future once you woke up? We've been giving a second hand at life, so Tojo...are we going to take it?" he asked.

I paused unsure of what to make of his words.

"It would be nice to see a world with peace," I told him finally, he seemed to consider my answer before nodding to himself, and without another word, he left the room and me in silence.

I could only hope he would want to see me again, just once more.