... Aah. I mean, I suppose they still voted for a killer with me, but they only found out about the ones before because someone accused me in the first place? Based on nothing but my own hole and the drill bit in my pocket.
[Regardless of what was revealed after, Molly and Gu Yun accused him on no evidence but his own self, whereas people hesitated to accuse Misa when evidence pointed to her.]
[Their tone is level as they stop to turn their attention back to him.]
What happened to you was wrong. No one is arguing that. But what you said is not true. You say people went after you for very little, but you kept pushing for people to consider Ming Yi as a culprit, didn't you? It already made people suspicious because you were too insistent. It was not wrong to do, technically, but...Fukuda. Do not lie to yourself. You were starting to sow the seeds of your own destruction unintentionally from the beginning.
I... I don't think I was that insistent? I brought it up once, and after it was discussed I dropped it? I even apologized to Ming Yi. I just wanted us to be thorough.
You were more insistent than you thought you were. And then bringing up why you have your hole and why you gave holes to others...did you really think people would have sympathy for your reasoning?
[Douman frowns.]
And then you had to go against Limbo during the trial. Are you a fool, Fukuda, to poke a beast like that? Was the momentary victory worth it?
... I didn't want to bring it up. I knew people wouldn't understand. But I didn't see any other options than to explain that I wouldn't have killed Steven like that. To cover up evidence of the hole would have been the same as saying it was wrong.
When I drilled my hole, I didn't want to live anymore, because it was just me alone with the numbers. But instead, I survived, and the hole made my thoughts clearer. It was as if the hole was telling me to live.
So I thought I should hope for other things to change too. Even though still, people can only see me as a man with a hole in his head.
It helped two people and killed the rest. It isn't some guarantee. Its like giving someone poison and saying it will help everyone if they happen to survive it.
Fukuda. You aren't some savior of the free world. Nobody asked you to be. Nobody needs you to be. You may have helped some, but you also killed people who had families, people who had lives, people who may have been able to find other ways of dealing with their problems.
You helped some, but there's blood on your hands. Do you want more? Even if someone asks for one, do you truly feel the weight of that decision? Or do you just want to shove your holes down people's throats and see if it will stick?
[People with families, lives, other options... How is he meant to understand things like that? Things he never had in the first place.]
... Someone else used that word at the trial. [Savior, he means.] I never used it. I wouldn't use it. Just because I wanted to help people doesn't make me special, especially because the only way I knew how to help people was to give them a hole. Any time I try to help another way it just goes wrong.
...I understand you too well. You're the one who keeps using your hole like a mask, Fukuda.
You aren't a hole. You're a flawed, lonely man who desperately wants a normal life, friends, and family like everyone else. You want to help others and be acknowledged. Is that not true? You were cursed, and now you're not, and so you use your hole as a way to try to obtain what you never had.
But you can't understand why I had to do it. No matter what I say... That's why there's always a distance between me and other people. Even the ones who don't hate me for it like you.
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[Douman looks over at Fukuda.]
Why are you not satisfied? Because they fought so much for Misa, who was a killer, and didn't fight for you, who wasn't?
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[Regardless of what was revealed after, Molly and Gu Yun accused him on no evidence but his own self, whereas people hesitated to accuse Misa when evidence pointed to her.]
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[Their tone is level as they stop to turn their attention back to him.]
What happened to you was wrong. No one is arguing that. But what you said is not true. You say people went after you for very little, but you kept pushing for people to consider Ming Yi as a culprit, didn't you? It already made people suspicious because you were too insistent. It was not wrong to do, technically, but...Fukuda. Do not lie to yourself. You were starting to sow the seeds of your own destruction unintentionally from the beginning.
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[Douman frowns.]
And then you had to go against Limbo during the trial. Are you a fool, Fukuda, to poke a beast like that? Was the momentary victory worth it?
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You'd rather die than consider your hole as anything but a blessing.
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[He's silent for a long moment.]
When I drilled my hole, I didn't want to live anymore, because it was just me alone with the numbers. But instead, I survived, and the hole made my thoughts clearer. It was as if the hole was telling me to live.
So I thought I should hope for other things to change too. Even though still, people can only see me as a man with a hole in his head.
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The hole saved you. But Fukuda...that doesn't mean holes can save everyone else. It wouldn't save me, for example. Even if I asked for it.
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Fukuda. You aren't some savior of the free world. Nobody asked you to be. Nobody needs you to be. You may have helped some, but you also killed people who had families, people who had lives, people who may have been able to find other ways of dealing with their problems.
You helped some, but there's blood on your hands. Do you want more? Even if someone asks for one, do you truly feel the weight of that decision? Or do you just want to shove your holes down people's throats and see if it will stick?
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... Someone else used that word at the trial. [Savior, he means.] I never used it. I wouldn't use it. Just because I wanted to help people doesn't make me special, especially because the only way I knew how to help people was to give them a hole. Any time I try to help another way it just goes wrong.
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What other ways have you even tried?
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[Trying to help at the trial. When he'd suggested Wrath as a suspect the previous week that had gone wrong too.]
Anyway you're proving exactly what the problem is with the hole.
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And what am I proving? Tell me.
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You aren't a hole. You're a flawed, lonely man who desperately wants a normal life, friends, and family like everyone else. You want to help others and be acknowledged. Is that not true? You were cursed, and now you're not, and so you use your hole as a way to try to obtain what you never had.
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[Well. Damn.]
But you can't understand why I had to do it. No matter what I say... That's why there's always a distance between me and other people. Even the ones who don't hate me for it like you.
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Its like you're upset people won't reach you on your personal island even though they have no boat and have no idea how to make that boat.
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