I cannot help but worry for Miss Kaoru. She can do little, she can hardly walk. I saw what happened, and wish that my slayer wasn't also after Miss Kaoru, that I do.

It was a dark night, and rather than carry her sword, Miss Kaoru carried flowers, to lay in the dirt under which my body lays. She reads the inscription, and stands to gaze at the mound of Earth my body is under. I hear her sigh, and she looks to the moon, her eyes glinting like they would in the sun. I long to hold her, even if she would have ordinarily struck me.

She lingers near the grave for a while, then turns to head back to the Dojo. Nearly halfway there, she turns, looking frightened. A second later, I hear a twig snap, and Miss Kaoru moan. My anger surges as I see an arrow such as the one that killed me planted in her leg. Another arrow flies, planting itself in her stomach. I start toward the masked man, before remembering I can do nothing. I look at him, as he shoots Miss Kaoru again, the runs off into the night.

Miss Kaoru sways while standing, so I steady her as much as I can, as we head to the Dojo. She rests upon a tree, and I feel all it my fault, that I do. She begins again, Me holding her up as much as is possible. Right in front of the Dojo, My strength gives, and she falls to her knees, then back. Miss Megumi, calling for her to come in for dinner, shrieks, and carries Miss Kaoru inside, that she does. While they are gone she is telling the others, I loosen the arrows, so she can pull them out without harming Miss Kaoru.

Now, today she cries bitterly, mumbling to herself about me. I feel guilt consume me, and I long for her grief to go away. Before Miss Megumi left today, she mentioned the time machine again. They shall try it tomorrow, that she said.