Chapter 1: Hashimoto Masayoshi’s Soliloquy

Chapter 1: Hashimoto Masayoshi’s Soliloquy

Chapter 1:

Hashimoto Masayoshi’s Soliloquy

B ASICALLY, IT BOILS DOWN to this: I don’t trust people. It’s like I’m allergic to the very idea of wholeheartedly trusting other people.

I mean, why would I?

People betray each other easily. They’ll put on a friendly face and say stuff like “Don’t worry, you can trust me,” all while stabbing you in the back. The more you believe in them, the bigger the shock when they twist the knife.

Knowing that, don’t you think it’s better to betray them before they betray you? It’s better to live your life dishonestly and cleverly, making a profit, than to live your life being naively honest and struggling.

That’s my, Hashimoto Masayoshi’s, absolute creed.

Masayoshi…

Masayoshi, huh? Written with the same characters as “justice.” Funny, yeah?

You know, every time I talk to myself like this, I feel a sense of disgust about my own name well up within me. But I guess that feeling isn’t all that uncommon nowadays. Compared to those folks who simply hate their names, my disgust is, well, kinda quaint. I only hate my name because of the mismatch between it and who I am.

My name has nothing to do with justice at all. Logically, I understand that, but still, people will make assumptions about me based on it. They arbitrarily judge a person’s character by their name. Sorry, but I can’t stand on the side of justice anymore.

When I entered this school, I made up my mind. I’m going to graduate from Class A, no matter what. And I’m gonna make those who betrayed me pay for what they did. No matter how dirty my hands get, I’ll do what it takes. I’ll kick anyone down, anyone . I’ll do things to make people resent me, no matter who they are.

Even if it’s Ryuuen or Sakayanagi. Hell, even Ayanokouji. I won’t change, no matter who I face.

I’m gonna look out for me, and me alone.