Kanako’s Diary Entry Date: Unconfirmed “The doctors say you’ll be fine in a few weeks. Is there anything I can do for you while you’re here?” That Shinobu-chan…it’s nice of her to volunteer to take care of my affairs while I’m stuck in this damn hospital but personally, I’d prefer to keep an eye on how she handles them. I insisted on her calling me on my cell phone for every major decision to be made. It’s not exactly the control I look for in such things but I don’t really have much of a choice, having a broken leg and arm. It’s a good thing my internal bleeding has been fixed. I’ve only been able to get the strength to move myself about recently, after that little incident. Aoyama…I hate being hammered like that. I hate her even more. Her bitter insistence on getting rid of me is completely insane. She broke my leg, my arm, caused various internal organs to bleed badly. I don’t have the strength to fight back, not yet anyway. I’ll have my revenge soon enough, I just need to get my strength back. At least she didn’t break my favorite naginata. She broke my right arm but at least I can still write with my left. I never thought I’d be so thankful for being ambidextrous. I will have my revenge, you mark my words. I’ll make her know what it is to call out for, to beg, to pray for death. I still can’t open my left eye, damn glass hard must have got to it somehow when she blasted me out the window. Oddly enough, I am sure she was out to kill me that time. I could almost see that light at the tunnel people say you see before you die but…I’m alive. I guess whoever is up there doesn’t think I’m done yet. Or whoever is down there is afraid I’ll take over. I have entrusted the renovations of Hinata Sou to Shinobu-chan, hopefully it doesn’t keep her too busy. If anything though, it’ll help Miho-san spend some time with her own son. Shinobu-chan says Shinji-kun spends too much time with her so this’ll be a good opportunity. Damn bloodstains. I have an eye that is temporarily blinded and my other seems capable only of seeing red. I hate red. I’ve always hated the color red, the color of passion and of love. Two things I never had in my life. Aoyama…she’ll pay, I swear it. I hate feeling like this, being like this, I have being vulnerable. It doesn’t feel right, my body being incapable of fending off attackers by itself. I half-expect Aoyama to come charging in with her katana, ready to send me to the next world. Damn it. My kidneys are still healing but at least they’re functioning properly. There was something strange about those two, I was certain Aoyama would have killed me then and there until Shinobu-chan stood in the way, if I wasn’t hallucinating from blood loss. There was that look in Aoyama’s eyes, something I couldn’t quite place. What it is, I have my suspicions but I’d rather not inform anyone of them for now. For the time being, I have to keep a lot of things to myself. The past seven years, my suspicions, my secrets. I hate to say this, to even think this, but I have to find Kana again. I have to be sure that what he said wasn’t just the ranting of a madman. Why am I obsessing over this? It makes no sense. Why do I feel so cold towards every other kill and yet my conscience won’t let up on this one? Is it because he was connected to…Shinobu-chan? I don’t understand it. Why do I feel so…alive when I’m around her? I’d wake up in the middle of the night with the insane desire to hold her in my arms, to just hold her to me. Why do I feel so alive when she visits me in the hospital, with those red roses? I hate red, I don’t like roses too much either. Why do I feel this way? Why do I want to be around her? And that time in the park…my arms around her…I almost drew myself in…I could see her going the same way…damn it! What is wrong with you Kanako! Bah! I need my painkillers. I still have a revenge to plan… End Entry
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