Junko's choice of song, Shikaji also supposed, seemed to fit her well. The concept was at least somewhat foreign to Shikaji, that of sacrificing everything for another, for someone who didn't deserve it. Even the Atsumori was a little strange to him, when he thought about it. He had always been a person who believed in an-eye-for-an-eye, someone who felt that good deeds needed to be repaid, and that vengeance was a worthy cause. Forgiveness was something that was difficult for the Nara; it wasn't something that he gave unless he felt it was earned, and even that was difficult. Generally, forgiveness was earned only justice was dealt out, usually through payback of some kind. Perhaps he somewhat admired Atsumori's ability to forgive his killer, or perhaps Shikaji simply enjoyed the prospect of watching Naozane earn his redemption, rather than simply having it given to him.
"I see," Shikaji spoke, giving a short statement of acknowledgement about Junko's choice of song. The Nara reflected on the nature of the song a bit more. It was Shikaji's desire to build a just world, to see crime met with punishment. If someone close to him, Chojiro, or even Junko, had committed some atrocious crime, could he forgive them? Could he stand by and watch, or even participate in, the resolution of their actions? He thought for a moment about Chojiro and Junko, bound to chairs as needles of chemicals were injected into them, promising a swift but painless end. The thought caused Shikaji to furrow his brow in displeasure. He thought about visiting their graves, like he did for Inoe, and that only caused him further displeasure.
He was, admittedly, unsure if he could forgive them. Shikaji was an incredibly loyal person. However, he knew, his loyalty was to his companions, not a village or a government. His village just happened to be the place where his companions resided, and that was enough to earn his loyalty. If his loved ones were to come into conflict that that authority, then Shikaji didn't need to think too hard about which side he would choose. Fuck justice, it was an ideal, but not the goal. It was the journey, not the destination. What was the point of a world of justice if not to protect the people you cared for? He could never use the excuse of justice to bring harm to them, let alone allow others to do so. Forgiveness had to be earned, but his loyalty was unconditional.
Shikaji's ringed, purple eyes drifted to look at Junko's collar, examining the steel band for a moment before smirking slightly. "I'd betray the world for you," came his cool reply. "Chojiro, too. What's the point of justice if not to protect your friends? I have no need for justice that would hurt them. Call that hypocritical, but if the world and my nakama come into conflict, then I'll choose my nakama every time. Especially you, Junko. No matter who you are, who you were, or what you will be, one thing will always be the same. You're mine, and that means I'm on your side, no matter what."