Regrets... [It's not one of the emotions Ogata really has access to. He's always believed that as long as you have a reason for doing it, he's not going to feel guilty about anyone he kills. Something had always felt different about Yuusaku's though, something he couldn't put a finger on. It's not like he hadn't had a reason. More, perhaps, that he couldn't properly articular what it was.
He focuses on Maya, though, thinking for a long moment before deciding, you know what? She's the only person here who knows some Things about him and his family situation. If he's going to talk about it with anyone, it might as well be her.]
I don't know what they would be. Yuusaku was father's legitimate son, so I never even met him until we were both adults and he ended up in the same company as me. He was so... normal. Proper. I don't know why he wanted anything to do with me, but he would always pester me for attention. Act as if we had any sort of real connection as "brothers." I never liked him. We lived in completely different worlds.
[A short, sharp laugh as he turns that horrible box over in his hands so he doesn't have to look at Yuusaku's name anymore.] After he died, I thought maybe father would be forced to pay attention to me. But it seemed he preferred having no sons at all.
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[It's not one of the emotions Ogata really has access to. He's always believed that as long as you have a reason for doing it, he's not going to feel guilty about anyone he kills. Something had always felt different about Yuusaku's though, something he couldn't put a finger on. It's not like he hadn't had a reason. More, perhaps, that he couldn't properly articular what it was.
He focuses on Maya, though, thinking for a long moment before deciding, you know what? She's the only person here who knows some Things about him and his family situation. If he's going to talk about it with anyone, it might as well be her.]
I don't know what they would be. Yuusaku was father's legitimate son, so I never even met him until we were both adults and he ended up in the same company as me. He was so... normal. Proper. I don't know why he wanted anything to do with me, but he would always pester me for attention. Act as if we had any sort of real connection as "brothers." I never liked him. We lived in completely different worlds.
[A short, sharp laugh as he turns that horrible box over in his hands so he doesn't have to look at Yuusaku's name anymore.]
After he died, I thought maybe father would be forced to pay attention to me. But it seemed he preferred having no sons at all.