[ majima laughs hollowly. he'd believed in rules, in structure back when he'd met nishitani before. action and consequence. he had to. if actions didn't have consequence, if things weren't straightforward, then what had those three years of hell been for?
only now, after what happened, he knows the truth he'd always suspected. it had been for nothing. they'd been set up and played like goddamn fiddles. ]
's hard ta deal with the idea the world makes no damn sense. I don't really blame him.
[ maybe that's why they both wanted to believe the sage was fucking with everything - maybe in a twisted #yakuzalogic way, the idea that one of them was hung up on the rules while one of them was just fucking with everyone made more sense. ]
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only now, after what happened, he knows the truth he'd always suspected. it had been for nothing. they'd been set up and played like goddamn fiddles. ]
's hard ta deal with the idea the world makes no damn sense. I don't really blame him.
[ maybe that's why they both wanted to believe the sage was fucking with everything - maybe in a twisted #yakuzalogic way, the idea that one of them was hung up on the rules while one of them was just fucking with everyone made more sense. ]