Minato only wished that Souji didn't have any of those bad memories at all. No matter how much he did blame the Mansion, it wouldn't what he did or how it used him to do what he did.
And Minato hadn't even known half or even a sliver of those good memories Souji had either of him. To Minato, this incident had overshadowed or erased anything good he had done now.
He swallowed, almost like he had forgotten how.
"I'll do my best so that all you have are good ones from now on."
But that wasn't exactly a promise he could make. And Minato knew all about breaking promises and contracts. And yet some desperate part inside himself defied all that he had learned on his journey and spoke, the part that was desperate and yet simultaneously idealistic and determined.
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And Minato hadn't even known half or even a sliver of those good memories Souji had either of him. To Minato, this incident had overshadowed or erased anything good he had done now.
He swallowed, almost like he had forgotten how.
"I'll do my best so that all you have are good ones from now on."
But that wasn't exactly a promise he could make. And Minato knew all about breaking promises and contracts. And yet some desperate part inside himself defied all that he had learned on his journey and spoke, the part that was desperate and yet simultaneously idealistic and determined.