[private to self, viewable to Mitsuhide upon his return / unhackable]
It has been already been a week . . .
Mitsuhide . . . anata . . . I pray that you are alright . . .
I love you, and I miss you so much . . .
But I have faith.
Soon . . . soon . . . I know you will find me again.
I will keep watching and waiting for your return.
Please be safe . . . and I will see you soon, my love. Soon.
[/private]
I apologize if I have been scarce. I have been in the hospital. I am certain that I do not need to explain why. I know how to treat those who have been poisoned by
Jimson Weed or any other extract taken from the nightshade family, but some of the poisons we have encountered recently are caused by substances that I am unfamiliar with . . . nevertheless, I will contribute in the containment of the situation in whatever way that I can, and I am relieved that the natures of the cases have at least been uncovered to a helpful degree, aiding the medical staff in the treatment of the victims.
Thankfully, the number of victims has been dwindling. I hope that it stays this way. Still, I implore everyone to be careful, and to take extra precautions with the things that they touch, imbibe, and inhale.
Is everyone alright?
Kuromi-san? Everyone?