My tamer's mom was a brave child. She was laden with guilt of her mother's death because she believed she caused it. She begged me to come out for her but knowing the tradition and rules, I couldn't come out for a girl. This means that she thought she was virtually useless for her family. It saddens me that she would think such pessimistic thoughts. She being the only of the family's child for that generation, I didn't come out for nearly forty years. The last time I came out was in my current tamer's grandfather's time. She grew up thinking that if she could not become me herself, she could be proud that her son was a phantom thief. Now, as she has a son that hosts me in his body, she should be very proud of him. His personality reflects hers; sweet, warm and determined. That is because she herself is like a cheerful sun; on a rainy day.

My wife is the best wife anyone could have. She is very encouraging and caring of others. If her worst enemy came to her door, injured, she would nurse them back to health no matter how much she hated him/her. Throughout school she was one of the most beautiful girls and she was called 'The Angel of Azumano.' Many boys had a crush on her but all she wanted was a son. During college, I found out why. One time when she was going on to the subway, a group of college boys were harassing her with their one-sided love. She began to stumble and fall off the platform just as the train came along. Thankfully, somehow I managed to grab her arm and pull her back in time as the train pulled to a safe stop. I think she sprained her ankle and when I reached into my pocket I accidentally pulled out a matching white ribbon to the one I had given her anonymously for White Day. I was so embarrassed but she just smiled. On that day (and that day only) I thanked god for my clumsiness. On the train I learned that she wanted a son so she could be the mother of a phantom thief. As I heard her story, I couldn't help thinking that she was such a courageous child and still is now. Through all the sad moments in her life, she's still like a cheerful sun on a rainy day.

My mother has a very strange way of being proud of me. She sets traps when I walk through the front door of our house for me so I could 'train' to be a phantom thief. Even if she is one of the only two people that I buy a birthday gift for, I must remember that my mom is the person who makes the most chaos in my life. Especially without warning, it's really annoying when she sends notices out in the public saying that my alter-ego will go stealing something that night. It's very tiresome. Still, even if my mom is a demanding person, she is the greatest mom a fourteen year old boy with a genetic condition that is worse than anything you could imagine (except his friend's genetic condition) could ask for. She is amazingly poised and perfect in appearance all the time and always does the right thing...well... except being proud of a son who steals priceless works of art by turning into his alter-ego. Through all the troubles she goes through, she manages to maintain the personality of a cheerful sun on a rainy day.

The peculiar character, my mother,

Niwa Emiko.

You know the deal...R+R ppls! Next is Kosuke...

Until we meet again...bee bee elle