Seems Samura did not give me any news... Maybe they forgot... Or maybe it is time to change ship. I wonder which one... I like the Irezumi but the powercore is... a problem. I saw those ship.. It looks like an Eagle but not at the same time. I think I will need to advise Shimamori for my decision.

Again, it's been a long time. My father imposed me a rude training and it paid off. Indeed, my flight skills had improved. Even Shimamori-san was suprised about my skills today. I destroyed the Golden Chrysanthemum who made a scratch on my ship. And I also changed my ship for the Stinger.

I do not know why but I think about my loved one... No! I need to focuse on today. I putted the past behind and now, it is a new life.

We are in February and tomorrow, it will be my birthday. I wonder what I will do. I am actually on Deshima Station. I think I am ready for duty. Even if I would like to just do nothing...

I think I will do it in the shadows. But I really wonder what I will do tomorrow... Will I say it is my birthday to Shimamori-san? Hmm... But I don't think it will be a relax day. It would not surprise me if a Chrysanthemum would show up and try to fight me because I have blood on my hands. But as my father always told me, I will be alert.

Last month, in March, I have lost my left arm and my legs. A chrysanthemum did this to me!! This one will pay for this. I will train as much as I can until I can be one with the my Stinger.

I did have possibilities to destroy her, but I am not skilled enough... yet. Yesterday, I did my best but something cought my attention and I lost. She has also those weapons. Weapons not made by humans. Like Shimamori told me, perhaps Kusari is more in danger as we thought. Maybe he is right.

Else, I try to get use to my protheses. If I can, I will visit some friends. But I am afraid I will be needed more than never.

I feel my artificial parts like if I did not loose my left arm or my legs. This is so amazing. But... I do not know how people will think about me. Especially my father, mother or even... my friends. Perhaps I will visit them. One day.

I wonder how things go in Liberty.

Else, I am doing fine. But I wonder if I do live. I swore to Shimamori-san to be his sword but I slowly begin to feel like if I was within the forty-sixth. I hope to not be crazy.... like when I led an operation in Kepler.

I am glad that I finished to be myself but I think I will soon fall again. And... if it happens, I want Shimamori-san to put an end of my life.

Friday, I will invite a man. Minato Takahashi. A police officer. I think there is something between us and I want to see it growing. I will buy some sake and maybe trying to cook something. Perhaps curry? I don't know if he likes that.

Anyway, my house is clean. A chance my father is there though. Else, due of my absence, it would be dirty. I also wonder what if Shimamori is doing well, it's been a while I haven't seen him.

I have nightmares... They started last week after that S.O.S signal. I always see that weird ship... hearing a voice in my head... getting closer and closer. That voice... it says that I am worthless but it cares for me. I... somehow feel it can be right to join them but I want to keep my duty as sword of Shimamori...

I do not know what to do...

I feel so... helpless...