So not much has changed in the castle, hm?

[though considering the sheer amount of monsters, either Satoru's patience has worn even thinner than Suguru remembers, or the population of annoying shitheads has grown disproportionally large.

Suguru seems almost mesmerised by the scene. all those bodies - people, monsters - and in their midst Gojo Satoru, forever untouchable, forever unattainable.]

Since when do you need dreams to tell you how amazing you are? What happened to your adoring masses?

[surely those numbers have grown as well in Suguru's absence. oh how he hated those pining imbeciles in the past, pining, gasping, grasping.]