I have been lax in remembering to keep this journal updated. No matter, I doubt it has any effect whatsoever in helping me regain my memory. This is solely for my convenience now
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No... no, you haven't. That's all right, at least I'm aware now. A king... I should be speaking to you with more respect. I've been treating you on equal grounds.
I am quite impressed by your resilience. But of course, I should expect no less from a King. I would be glad to face you once more -- perhaps when I have rediscovered a few talents of my own.
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Begging your pardon, but who is Mukuro . . . ?
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Mukuro used to be a prep cook. His spot is yours now.
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I see . . . What happened to him?
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Thirty-three and a half horizontally... twenty-two vertically? If being alone in your room bothers you, you could move in with somebody else.
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I don't think that would be much better. Perhaps I am simply more of an 'outdoors person', as they say.
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Where do you sleep? In a tree or something?
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Ah - sorry. I didn't mean to plague you with all those questions.
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But yes, I used a tree branch in the way one might wield a staff. Do not worry too much; King Tibarn is quite used to fighting unarmed.
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Oh, you fought with a king? I hope you had a good time with the spar.
You sound like a good chef! I work as a waitress, maybe we'll see each other some time.
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Indeed, he calls himself a king. And like myself, he is capable of flight. I would tentatively classify our aerial battle as 'fun', yes.
I shall try to live up to your expectations. It is likely that we will.
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We can spar whenever you want. I'm always up for a good challenge.
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