( a long time ago, upon his death, he said he wanted to be their foundation's hope, he wanted to be praised, to have his words carried on for everything he did. erect a bronze statue, respect him, call him ultimate hope — to linger after, he would have to be that, but he has no hope inside of him, nothing noteworthy anyway. hope is a very serious issue with him, even as his heart skips a beat at the thought to think he's doing his job properly as a stepping stone, he taps his chin. )

I want to be used by specific people to encourage the hopes of others, even after all my work... some won't budge.

( he sighs, dejected at the thought, the things they could make him do, what he'd do... kill, die, it's endless. )

Whose hope have I assisted with the longest?

( considering how their schools years are stretched, and how komaeda met some of these people for the first time... but there's his dementia, so memories are a loss for him to go by. )