I suppose that due to my strange manner of speaking, Daisuke Niwa is no longer talking to me. It's a shame. I'll apologise to him presently, but even though he is naïve and unlearned, he'll probably shun me anyway. What's wrong with making advances?

Well…

Perhaps he has a girlfriend…or boyfriend…hidden away somewhere, and he's using that to keep me away from him.

Perhaps I have a certain…obsession… with a certain…redhead.

This isn't good. If Krad wakes up and finds me writing this…this…I don't know what to call it! It's a…love letter? Ugh. That sounds so odd.

But if Krad finds it, he'll go ballistic. Which won't be good for me or for Niwa.

Yes, I still use his last name. But I dream that one day I can say "Daisuke." Without an ending. Without a –kun, or –san, or –chan.

I guess I'm just babbling on here. But it's true…

Maybe, I can save him as he's saved me.

He doesn't know it, but due to him, I've finally come to terms with the following things:

I have a homicidal angel currently residing in my mind;

My adoptive father is an…a compound curse word deriving from the backside of an animal and the results of a grave-digger's work;

That I am currently obsessed to the point of insanity with this certain redhead.

It's a short list.

But it will be made longer as the years pass by.

I can't believe that we'll all be graduating from high school- HIGH SCHOOL- in three years. It doesn't seem right, Niwa-kun all out on his-

Niwa-kun?!

Niwa-kun?!?!

Did I really just write that?

Oh, no. No, no nononono.

I should stop.

But. No.

No…..

No.

It's a dangerous obsession…

No.

No…

Krad's waking up.

No.

Please no.

Krad's still waking up…

I'd better get going.

But my fingers can't move off the keyboard…

Niwa-kun.

I want to say that name a thousand times.

Niwa…kun.

No…

Daisuke.

Daisuke.

Just that.

-Satoshi Hikari.

Official Document.

Do not read without express permission of the Special Commander.

-Azumano Police Force-