May 5th, 1867
Dear Diary, Kenshin came to see me today. And guess what? He kissed me. Well, not on the lips, but on the cheeks. He told me that since I was Tomoe's sister that he saw more of her in me than anyone else. I wanted to tell him to stop and come back. He is going to die out there for sure. That is, unless he takes a different form and name, which I know is not going to happen. But now Kenshin is gone. I really do wish he was back. Even though he was an assassin, he brought a kind of joy to this family, and to Tomoe, even though she is dead now. I am really going to miss him. And I only hope the best for him. I do love him. I do! He will probably be the only man I have ever loved. But now my kiss is fading because he is gone. I just hope one day that Kenshin comes back. I want to tell him one day how much I love him and how much he meant to me. Oh my Kenshin.
Dear Diary, Kenshin came to see me today. And guess what? He kissed me. Well, not on the lips, but on the cheeks. He told me that since I was Tomoe's sister that he saw more of her in me than anyone else. I wanted to tell him to stop and come back. He is going to die out there for sure. That is, unless he takes a different form and name, which I know is not going to happen. But now Kenshin is gone. I really do wish he was back. Even though he was an assassin, he brought a kind of joy to this family, and to Tomoe, even though she is dead now. I am really going to miss him. And I only hope the best for him. I do love him. I do! He will probably be the only man I have ever loved. But now my kiss is fading because he is gone. I just hope one day that Kenshin comes back. I want to tell him one day how much I love him and how much he meant to me. Oh my Kenshin.