TWENTY-THREE
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Sensei, I wasn't able to tell you - almost two days, and I couldn't tell you how many mistakes I've made. I couldn't bear I If it was him at all, he had not yet died. To tell of death and the full extent of Shinigami corruption, when all Sensei wanted was collaboration, would have brought unnecessary problems.
Everything that passes here is forgotten; this place is meaningless.
How pathetic. Still, a part of me wanted to confess, and for Sensei to say, it's all right. For attacking Kurosaki Ichigo, for endangering Karakura Town, for Ryuuken, for I wanted
When he saw the calendar, he remembered. There is no point to it, however. Kurosaki is apparently nineteen here. That's obviously not the case in our world. Meaningless. B
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As yesterday was cursed, it was logical that today would be "normal". I've been fortunate thus far this month, though I will note that it was frustrating trying to work yesterday. Simply because one is difficult to identify at the time, doesn't mean thievery is permissible - nor that I am any less attentive.
And all those who failed to realize that the City would pull some rug out from under them afterward are, frankly, morons.
[ooc: BACKDATED TO LIKE idk afternoon, lol had to cook and.... passed out. AND HE IS STUDIOUSLY NOT MENTIONING THAT TODAY IS HIS BIRTHDAY BECAUSE ... BECAUSE. BUT HIS MUN MAY HAVE BEEN VERY OBNOXIOUS ABOUT IT RECENTLY SRY GAIZZZ]