[At Katsuki's confession, Hijikata's expression softens. It takes a lot of guts, he thinks, to admit to having been a shitty person - guts and self-reflection. He can sense the regret in the boy, and it reminds him of his own younger self. Back then, he felt like the only thing he was good for was violence, so he harshly pushed away his first love, a frail and sickly girl, afraid that being associated with him would do her no good. He regretted that a lot later.

Despite the sense of melancholy, a grin grows on his face - he simply can't help it, not when it's like hearing a more mature version of his own teenage self expressing his feelings like this. By the time Katsuki stops talking, he may expect mockery or shit-talking, but Hijikata speaks in a gentle voice.]

Damn right, Shoto-kun deserves all the good things in the world - and let me tell you, from one shitty brat to the other, someone who tries as hard as you to do right by him gets my blessing.

[His blessing for what?! Katsuki hasn't even figured out how he feels yet, but hey, he seems to have sacked an achievement of sorts!]