憎しみより深く，罪より紅く
                                  Deeper than Hatred, Redder than Sin

強く強く握った　その指　が　赤い跡を残った．雪の様な　白さを持った　首はあまりにも　もろいに感じられる．
Those fingers gripping strongly left red bruises in their wake. That neck with snow-white fairness felt so fragile beneath them.

どんより狂的な目で　抑え付けたその　小さな体を睨んだ．行き止りそうで　赤く染まった顔　が　なんて美しいと思ったんだ．
Glazed eyes watched the petite body pinned beneath him fanatically. The face flushed from breathlessness was so beautiful.

｢神田なら...君の手で壊されたっても良い．｣　ある　揺るぎ無い声　が　そっと　つぶやいた．
｢If it’s Kanda...It’s okay to be broken by your hands.｣ An unwavering voice softly spoke.

指　は　あたふたで引き去った．その狂い目　は　大きく開いた．
Fingers hastily pulled back.　The murky eyes widened drastically.

お...俺　は　いったい何を．．．
I．．．What did I．．．

白髪　は　薄い月の色だった．瞳は銀灰色で　星屑の様に　光った．全身は白くて　純粋の存在　と　感じた．そして，何よりも．．．強い．　
His white hair was the colour of pale moon.　Silver grey eyes sparkled like stardust.　His whole being was white, feeling like a pure existence．And more than anything．．．Strong.

そんな　完璧なあいつ，壊したい．自分の様に　酷く罪の色　に　染まりたい．
Such perfection, I want to destroy. Like myself, I want to dye him in the terrible colour of sin.

マナだけ　は　愛していた．こんな醜い　僕でも　愛されていた．だから壊した．アクマになった　愛しい　マナを．
Only Mana loved me.　Even I who am so deformed was loved. That’s why I broke it. My beloved Mana who became an Akuma.

マナの跡，目で刻まれた．憎しみより、そして　愛より　深くの証．消せない罪　の　忘れ形見．
Mana’s mark, carved onto my eye. A proof deeper than hatred, and love. A keepsake of an inerasable sin.

甘い考えばかり　の　もやしだった．俺達　エクソシスト　は　決して　目の前の物など　守れ切れない．俺らの役目　は　世界を平和をさせる　そんな　ふざけた理由　が　与えられた．破壊する以外　何も　知らない． なのに　お前．．．
You were a moyashi filled with naïve thoughts. We exorcists can never protect what is before us. Our roles are to secure the peace of the world but that’s a bullshit reason given to us. We know nothing besides destroying. Yet you...

｢神田．．．それでも　僕　は　誰かを救える　破壊者になりたい．｣
｢Kanda...Even so I want to become a destroyer who can save someone.」