[ Aguri's hand moves involuntarily, fingers twitching as though she's regretting the loss of his own hand-- but then it's there, calloused palm warm against her cheek, and she obediently lifts her eyes. This... is the hand of a man who has killed so many people that he's likely lost count. But to her, it's the hand of someone who had taken her words about being someone in a different world... and had become that person. Smart, slightly perverted, stubborn...

Someone who saw people when he looked at them. ]

... Yes. I thought that, since I'd asked so much of you, the least I could do was watch. Witness for myself what happened over the course of a year.

And I've said this, and I'll say it again... you've really become a splendid teacher, Korosensei. Just as I've known you would be.

[ Her voice also shares that heaviness, but she's smiling. ]