[Mitarai thought a lot about the ethical condemnation his actions would receive. Hearing call-outs for the totally pathetic qualities in these defining actions of his life - lack of talent - psychologically strikes him from a totally unexpected direction. He takes a big step sideways and back, distancing himself from either of the other men. His breath shakes for a few seconds as he gathers his words.]

It's not like I didn't try my best! I planted false evidence! I lied through my teeth to my friends! I knew nobody would ever support my hope, even as the flames of despair leap from world to world! That's exactly why I needed to petition the Future Foundation for the resources to spread peace with a direct psychosomatic stimulus...

[His gaze slides over to Yoosung for a good second. This alliance literally slipping through his fingers like water is not the most pleasant feeling, but those purple eyes were going to see his true nature sooner or later.]

Because anime is the only way I've ever been able to reach people. The wrong way. I've gone through everything alone and just forced people to follow me. This time was the most evil of all. I killed you, Waver Velvet-san. And nobody should ever forgive me for what I've done!