As the Wraith disintegrates upon defeat, two sheets of paper flutter to the ground where it once stood.
It's a torn diary entry.
The handwriting is flowery and uniform.
Today, Mizuki asked me a question.
"If you could have just one wish granted, what would you wish for?"
She seemed strangely troubled.
I told her I didn't know and that I didn't think about such things, but in truth I was embarrassed.
Embarrassed to tell her that I would wish to be strong and wonderful enough to support her, for once.
It's a torn diary entry.
The handwriting is flowery and uniform.
Mizuki told me a secret today. She made me promise not to tell anyone else.
At night, a white cat visits her.
She says the cat speaks to her.
I feel a little bad about it, but I laughed when she told me. She had such a serious look on her face I was afraid she would tell me something terrible, but it was just that.
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It's a torn diary entry.
The handwriting is flowery and uniform.
Today, Mizuki asked me a question.
"If you could have just one wish granted, what would you wish for?"
She seemed strangely troubled.
I told her I didn't know and that I didn't think about such things, but in truth I was embarrassed.
Embarrassed to tell her that I would wish to be strong and wonderful enough to support her, for once.
It's a torn diary entry.
The handwriting is flowery and uniform.
Mizuki told me a secret today. She made me promise not to tell anyone else.
At night, a white cat visits her.
She says the cat speaks to her.
I feel a little bad about it, but I laughed when she told me. She had such a serious look on her face I was afraid she would tell me something terrible, but it was just that.
She's such a dreamer.