“I really screwed up. I completely failed. If only I’d known that there were no limits to my intelligence, I wouldn’t have let myself get this far. Seriously, what were they all thinking? They should have just offed me when I was still a kid and didn’t know what to do with my talents. This is what they get for not killing me.”

By ‘this’, he was referring to his rebellion, which had interrupted over a hundred years of peace under the Yanari Shogunate. Hida Takahito had once been the lord of Oushuu. But now he was nothing more than an lawless rebel.

“My sympathies go out to the good folk of Japan for being swept up by my brilliance and not having a clue who or what they’re slaughtering each other for. I’m sure those men and women won’t have any idea of the truth when they die. I envy them. Nothing would be more wonderful than to die in ignorance. Well, I’d say that my sympathy and envy just about cancel out. Yeah.”

“It’s such a pain. What else could I have done?” Although everything had gone as he had planned, exactly as he had calculated, he muttered to himself as if he had failed. He muttered, nearly raving, as if he were regretting the irreversible. He repeated to himself, “What a pain, what a pain.”

Kyotou Yasuri Chapter 2