Dear Diary,
it has been so long since I last wrote to you. My last entry was pretty depressing and unsettling. At that time it was indeed exactly that way, since not long after I wrote the entry I had to leave Mireille and this country altogether. I had some really painful encounters and farewells with some people. People who depended on and worshipped the Soldats. They sacrificed their life for me, and at one point I lost my consciousness and went blank. When I came to my sense… I was holding a gun against Mireille. It was unbelievable isn't it, Diary?
Dear Diary, I was really grateful that I came to my sense. I was grateful that we settled the matters with Soldats, ending the tragic incidents around us. No more lambs to sacrifice. My only regret is that Chloe had to be the one of the sacrificed lambs. I still feel sad whenever I think about her. To think that these hands of mine killed her… I killed her with my own hands.
I will never forget her, Diary… never. She is a part of me, and she will always be one. When one day the black hands of Death come to embrace me… I would be pleased to be able to meet her again. I hope she is doing well wherever she is now.
On a lighter note, I am living happily at this moment. Of course, the business is still running, and Mireille is still as hardworking as always. She told me yesterday that she was saving for a real house at the outskirts of the city. And also for us to be able to get rid of this killing profession. She said that she had always wished to do something that has to do with fashion designs. I am sure the world of fashion would be delighted to meet their new expert, Mireille Bouquet, ahahahahaha… Hearing her saying that, even I start to dream about a more peaceful life.
So Diary, what do you think can I be? My whole life long I have been an assassin. I didn't remember where I came from, or what I dreamed to be. This will take a little while. Well, Mireille told me to hurry in her bossy way, because we might give up this job pretty soon. She is really, really excited to start a new life.
Oh and, just between us Diary, I plan to adopt a cat. Of course, Mireille doesn't know about it yet. Good that I write to you using Kanji. I saw Mireille going through you once, trying to decipher what I wrote in all of your pages. After an hour she gave up. I watched her all along. It was really amusing.
Well then Diary, time for me to go. It won't be all too long before I write to you again. From now on I will only write about beautiful things, I am pretty sure about that. So, wait for my entries. See you.
P.S : Put my diary on its correct place the next time you try to read it, Mireille. I love you!
