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Butcher:  “But I saw that smile… I saw that smile.” Just what was he saying about that expression he’d seen? He spoke with alarming speed as he elaborated on his answer. “It was the smile of one who had, for the first time, obtained a companion in a desolate, lonely world. It was the desperate smile of one whose absolute solitude had been broken. In that moment, she greeted me with unmistakable love. That smile was more than enough to prove that to me. And…through her tears, she spoke…” Then, just for a moment, the Butcher trailed off. When he spoke again, it was in a voice steeped with nostalgia for a time long gone by, or perhaps one filled with the exhaustion of countless ages. “‘Thank you for being born unto me,’ she said. That was all. And that was enough.”
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Kaito:  Kaito narrowed his eyes.
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Butcher:  In his entire monologue, not once had he explained why he’d sold the demon meat. At the same time, though, it was more than sufficient as a confession of motive. Because he’d heard those words, the Butcher had carried out the Saint’s mad wish. Despite knowing that it would destroy the world, he had taken the demon meat, and he had sold it.
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Kaito:  The Saint’s words to the Butcher had been a blessing, one filled with joy and gratitude. At the end of the day, though, he’d spent his whole life bound by them, and they’d turned him into the entire world’s enemy. In that sense, weren’t they more like a curse, then? Kaito was about to say as much aloud, but he stopped himself. The Butcher didn’t need to be told that. He knew. Yet, even so, those few words of hers had given his whole life meaning. If they hadn’t, he would have stopped walking down this path long ago. He had ascended past the point where regrets were still relevant.
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Butcher:  Suddenly, the Butcher took a small breath. Then he set down the white bag on his back. When he did, it made a small sound. Having cast aside the goods he’d carried around for so long, he spoke in a whimsical voice. “I had fun, Madam Elisabeth, Mr. Dim-Witted Servant, Ms. Lovely Maid, really, truly, and deeply. The living cannot live without finding enjoyment in their days. And when I watched you all fight back, my, how radiant you looked. Yet… Yet, knowing full well how mad it is, there is a request I need to fulfill.” For that shall be the evidence of my existence, the sole proof of my love for her.
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Kaito:  As Kaito listened to the Butcher’s cryptic declaration, a certain quote resounded within his chest. It’s a nonsensical little fairy tale, and one that’s gone on for a very, very long time. Was the story a tragedy or a comedy? Kaito and the others had no way of knowing. And how is the Butcher planning on bringing it to an end?