16 January 2023
We head out a little later than planned, but still have enough time to take a walk around the park. I'm wearing one of my Lolita-style dresses, black and white, with neon pink and green striped leggings and my favorite charm collar. We feed the birds, sit and chat for a while, and hold the ropes for a pair of little girls to play double-dutch. Finally, we decide to head to a cafe for lunch.
I sigh a little as we enter the shop. I had kept a sharp ear out as we walked around, to hear if anyone was talking about KIRA or anything related, but all I managed to grab was bits of objective opinions.
"Did you hear about that criminal's death? And right after he got off, too! If you ask me, sounds like another KIRA..."
"No way, I don't believe in that KIRA stuff. The guy probably had one of those freak things--what do you call them? I can't..."
"What if it is KIRA? Maybe this one will be better, who knows? If this one could really take care of the criminals out there..."
I need something more concrete, something like a surefire sign that KIRA was indeed back, and responsible for that cruel man's death.
"-h-h-hey, Michiko, w-w-what will y-you h-h-have?" Nicola nudges my arm as a waitress arrives at our table.
"Yakitori to ocha o kudasai," I say, ordering my favorite dish and some tea.
The waitress collects our menus and leaves. Nicola and I sit in silence, but I'm kept busy by the conversation in my head.
Nothing, I pout. Nothing at all.
Maybe you are just looking in the wrong place, says Charlotte bouncily. They say she has bipolar disorder. Try looking in a different place!
How far can she go, Charri? It's not like she can travel where ever she likes, says Morti.
It's not a matter of distance, says Diana. She scares me a little. She's the second most powerful of my personalities, next to Dolce. Diana's a very controlling person. You simply need to look at the things around you in a different way. Look.
As if pulled by some unknown force, I glance over Nicola's shoulder to the young man and woman sitting in the booth next to ours. I focus in on what the man is saying.
"...because I can tell that, while you may not feel as strongly about Lord KIRA as I do, you don't hate KIRA either...is this making any sense?”
My eyes widen in shock. KIRA? That man...believes as I do...and the woman as well? Nicola says something to me, but I don't hear him. I suddenly feel a pull on my mind.
Let me go speak to her, says Diana. I have the expertise to decide whether she truly is for KIRA.
I don't doubt her words; after all, her schizoid personality disorder makes her perfect for interrogation. But I'm worried about allowing her control...
The young man pulls a pen out of his pocket, scribbles something on a napkin, and hands it to the woman. "Toss that somewhere on your way home," he says, "don't ask me why, please.” He stands to leave, and then shouts, “By the way! I'll see you later, to make plans! Ciao!”
Just as I'm mulling this over, I feel a massive shove in my mind, and suddenly, I've lost control.
I see myself stand up, and am slightly grateful that Diana at least is allowing me to observe. Sometimes, I black out completely, and have to be told what happened when I wake up. She walks over to the table and sits across from the lady, glaring at her.
"Are you a KIRA supporter?" she asks bluntly.
The woman's eyes widen. "Pardon me?"
"I'm not here to play with you," says Diana. I cringe at her cold tone. "Either you are, or you aren't. Which is it?"
The woman looks frightened for a moment, and then says, "I don't even know you, and I--that's a pretty controversial topic...you're just a young girl, shouldn't you be busy with other things...like..." She trails off, trying to find more excuses.
Diana stays silent, calculating, and I know her thoughts before she even does, but I'm hoping she won't... "You were just speaking with that young man about KIRA. He seemed rather eager to help serve KIRA," says Diana. "Do you believe that KIRA has returned?"
"I--I--" The lady is at a loss for words. I feel terrible. Diana feels nothing.
She leans in closer to the woman. "Did you see what happened to that criminal on the news? How blood hemorrhaged from his eyes, his mouth, his nose, until he bled to death? Quite unnatural, don't you think?"
"Yes," says the lady, "but he deserved it. He was a criminal who shouldn't have gone free. I'm glad he died."
Diana smiles. "Oh, so you do agree with KIRA?"
"Yes...and no," the woman finally admits. "I think...I think that KIRA was what this world needed...but KIRA became cocky. If the world had a KIRA without a god-complex, this world...would be perfect."
I am shocked to hear another person voice the thoughts that I harbored in my own heart. Someone else who thinks that KIRA was exactly what the world needed...maybe together we could find a way to help KIRA's mission. And then Diana speaks.
"Hm. Such...insight. I can't help but wonder...could you be KIRA yourself?"
How rude! I absolutely will not stand for this. With an intense push of will, I shove Diana away and return to myself. "Gomen nassai, forgive me, please," I gasp. "I--did not mean for her to say that. I had no control, please forgive her rudeness." I wait for the lady to speak.
To: [email protected]
From: [email protected]
Date: December 17, 2023
So far this place called high school is not going great onii-chan. I fell down the stairs a couple times and one of the first years mistook me for a middle school when I am really a 2nD year. Other than that my grades are okay since it’s only just been the first Day.
What I am really afraid of is P.E class. You know how much I hate sports and running. I am just glad it’s too cold to run outside. But we are going to run the 100-meter Dash in the spring…I will keep you updated if I live through it.
Nee-san and I miss you. But Nee-san is always energetic…but I think she is just hiding that she is sad with a fake smile.
On the news a couple Days ago there was a criminal that had a brain hem erode and blood poured down his face. It said in his records he never had any illnesses or any physical damage. I believe that someone caused it…I bet it was Kira.
I know you don’t want me to get involved but I have a strange feeling I should.
Well I got to go. The bell just rang…. so its time for lunch…and yes I did bring my laptop to school.
I forgot to tell you that I speak in fluent Japanese now with no Korean accent…that was random but I wanted to tell you that…. wherever you are Onii-chan.
I will search for Kira but for the mean time I will be known as Shiranui Touro a Korean foreign exchange student.
P.S Does a God really exist?
-Message ended by
[email protected]
I then closed my laptop. I looked at my uniform. I was relieved that the uniform was not a sailor fuku. I walked out of the quiet room then went outside. There was snow on the ground but I Did not care.
I sat down on a gray bench. It was cold but bearable. I took out a plastic bag from my school bag and unwrapped it. It was melon bread…at least it wasn’t natto. I took a bite of it. It had chocolate chips inside.
~R.R Aka Shiranui
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Shiranui’s older brother is actually dead but she still emails him, the emails she sends is like a journal to her.
I wake up to the sound of my cellphone ringing. I mumble it to go away since it hasn't been a good night. I give up and answer the phone to find Muso on the other line. I could hear him panting.
"Uhg...what is it?"
"Wake up Gina-sama! You're going to be late for work!!"
I look at the clock,6:30...6:30!!
"Baka! I'm not going to be late I'm already late!!"
I hang up and franticly run about the apartment, I take a shower, put on my uniform,and make the dash to the door. I am suddenly stopped by my behemoth dog Oka. He was holding his food bowl, I almost forgot to feed him. I fill his bowl and I rush out the door and make my way to the precinct. I rush inside to come face to face with the cheif.
"You're late Gine"
"Im sorry cheif a certain Baka...called me late."
"Thats still no excuse, you used to come here on time eversince you returned you've been off lately, are you sure you can work?"
"Yes I can still work"
"Good, I need you to go to the park there have been several robberies and I need you to find and aprehend the group."
"How do you know this is a group crime?"
"They have been leaving a mark, they have been attacking mostly women and cutting a sybol on the victim's arms."
"What kind of simbol?"
"A cross"
"Alright I better get going"
I salute to the cheif and head for the car. I stop at the park and scanned the place, the park was empty, probably due to the bad weather, clouds fill the sky and thunder is heard from a distance. It was quiet, but voices still haunted me. Memories flooded my head, it was official, I'm mental. Before I could go deeper into my memories I was suddenly struck from behind with a blunt object. The assailant grabs both of my arms leaving me unable to reach my gun.
"Do you believe?"
I try to look at their faces but the were wearing masks. I am backhanded in the face be another assailant.
"Do you believe"
"In what?"
"Do you believe in the savior Kira?"
I remain silent, that name felt like acid being poured in my eardrums.
"No I don't believe in that nameless bastard!"
A knife was held to my neck.
"Non-believers will be converted or be punished."
I couldn't take it anymore, I smash my head againced the assailants forehead. He crashes into the ground, I stomp my foot on his neck imobilizing him. The other tries to run away. I cause my foot of the first assailent.
"Listent to me and listen well I'm going to arrest you and your friend but first I'm going to catch him, now if I see you move as much as one inch from this spot, you'll wish you've never attacked me..."
I run off chasing the second assailant. I corner him at an alley he cowers at the wall.
"Kira save me!!"
"Your fake god is not here"
After a stuggle I dragged him back to the park were his friend was. I shove them both to the back of the car. I dropped them off at the precinct and cut off early. To many things were going through my mind, I barely remember my fathers face, I lost him at such a young age, but my lover, I remember him well. I remember every detail, his perculiar and very shy behavior, his adorable way of doing things. I giggle at those memories, his nearly pale skin, black hair,and his most wonderful feature his onix eyes. They just seem to swallow you up. I would never forget the day we met. I was the few who stayed behind during the battle againced Kira. I was there were we met him, I remember his little gesture about using names. I hold up my hand taking the shape of a gun.
"Bang"
"I'm fine. I'm fine," I said back to Mizawa. "Trust me I'm fine.....I just didn't realize.....I haven't taken my meds today....I'm going to go straight home and take them."
"Remu are you serious! REM! You know as well as I do that if you don't take your lung medication, they'll constrict! Get home now missy!"
I laughed a bit.
"Mizawa you act like a mom," I smiled. "And I was already going home to begin with. Do you want to come home with me Mi-chan?" I asked.
"Sure, do you know when Kaori-san is coming home? I want to personally have a talk with her about the fact she doesn't take care of you!" Mizawa started.
I laughed for a second and then saw she was serious.
"Oh come on Mi," I started. "She does the best she can, and I'm grateful for that."
"But she lets you go to school without taking your meds, and you take care of teh house all the time," Mizawa started.
"Mi.....I....I haven't been taking my meds for a while....." I started.
Mizawa's eyes nearly buldged out of her head.
"WHY REMU!" she yelled.
Sseveral people turned their heads.
"Nothing to see here people!" Mizawa yelled. "Get a dam life all of you!"
"Mizawa....." I started. "I....just thought I was getting better or something....and I wanted to save a bit of money, so I haven't taken any lately...."
"Remu you're endangering yourself! Stop it now! I don't need you dying on me any time soon!" Mizawa said somewhat harshly.
"Mi-chan I'm not going to die," I laughed trying to lighten the mood.
"If you have an athsma attack and you're off your meds, you will die Rem....." Mizawa said looking hurt.
"I...I'm sorry...." I started.
"And what would Karoi-san do if you died? She would have lost everyone! Remu you can't leave your sister alone! And if you died I would be sad....." Mizawa answered.
"I'm sorry....." I said.
As we got back to my house, I pressed the door open and Arthur jumped away in a panic. I turned on a light and then another.
"Wonder where Sis is," I started. "She's usually home by now....."
