Dear Reader,

I've been studying the proper protocols for opening these messages to you. I've learnt that it is vital for a letter to begin by asking about your experiences and inquiring after your health, so I will do so.

I hope that the last few seconds of your life since you began reading my letter have been suitably pleasant for you. Also, I implore you to visit a doctor and have them run any and all tests on you, because if you secretly harboured cancerous cells I would feel great pity for you.

Putting the formalities aside, I have a number of occurrences to share with you. Since I began writing these letters, Fuuka has acquainted me with the Internet, which I can access on the same device in which these words are recorded. It is truly a fascinating place, and I confess that I have become quite attached to it. Fuuka doesn't know this, but recently instead of intently keeping my gaze on her while she sleeps at night to ensure she is still breathing, I have occasionally shunned my duties to look at pictures of cats instead. I am thankful that she still lives despite my irresponsible nature. As I enjoy the Internet too much to simply give it up while Fuuka sleeps, I intend to combine both business and pleasure by recording Fuuka using the video camera on her computer. This allows me to always ensure her safety, and will be educational as I study how a human being sleeps. Do all humans say such things as 'There are two enemies. Be careful!' and 'The enemy is weak to ice!' while sleeping? One night she repeatedly gasped, exclaiming 'The enemy!' for seemingly hours. I cannot help but find it unusual.

One of my favourite features of the Internet is the ability to socialize with people with unusual and highly specific interests. I happened upon a video titled 'A Conspiracy For Murder?! Shocking Secrets The Kirijo Group Don't Want You To Know!' which was an incredibly interesting viewing experience. The video made the connection that the mysterious death of Shuji Ikutsuki, Chairman of Gekkoukan High, was due to his discovery of an alien spaceship when watching the skies in the school's observatory, which led to his assassination by ancient alien cultists who worshipped the moon. It was highly amusing. I sent a message to the video's creator to clarify the issue, writing 'he forgot to crucify the dog LOL'. I feel that will clarify things nicely.

There is of course the matter of our new roommate I promised to share with you. Allow me to set the scene:

Shirogane-san gave us quite a surprise when we met her for the first time. I could not easily deduce her gender from an initial glance – in fact, not only did 'she' look like a 'he', she looked like Him. I forgot myself for a moment, immediately pulling Shirogane-san into an embrace. I couldn't believe that I was seeing Him again, after so long. Fuuka quickly attempted to pull me away.

"A-Ai-chan, that's not how we introduce ourselves to strangers!"

I was about to respond that He was clearly not a stranger, but gazing into Shirogane-san's eyes, I realised I had the wrong person.

"I'm so sorry, Shirogane-san, my human friend Aigis confused you for someone else..."

"Yes, that is true. He is dead, however. So I should have known."

"Th-That's quite alright..." Shirogane-san stumbled on her words. "I have been mistaken for a man before..."

"My name's Fuuka Yamagishi, and this is my friend Aigis. She's really very quirky in a non-robotic human way." Fuuka was blabbering on, guiding Shirogane-san into the kitchen where something indescribable in my knowledge of language sat bubbling slightly on a plate. "I cooked you this, for a little welcome party between us and my human friend who doesn't live here!"

Shirogane-san merely blinked and nodded, speechless, as we sat together at the table. "It's so nice of you to cook this... meal for me, Yamagishi-san..."

"Please, call me Fuuka. It sounds so strange to be referred to in such a formal manner, especially by someone as famous as the Detective Prince!"

"Oh, so you already know of my career, how embarassing..."

"Embarassing? I feel embarrassed to sit here with you! What have I done in life compared to you? You're younger than me, but you've done so much. Compared to you and Ai-chan, I'm completely boring."

Shirogane-san turned to me. "Apologies for not properly introducing myself earlier. I'm Naoto Shirogane. Are you studying in the same university as Fuuka, Aigis-san?"

I quickly looked at Fuuka, who gave me a cross-eyed look of confusion. "No, I-"

"She's a transfer student from abroad and she goes to my university but since she's not speaking her first language sometimes she says things and means something completely different, but you get used to it!" After saying this Fuuka took a long, deep breath, like she was a drowning goldfish. "I actually need to talk to Ai-chan in private for a second, if you don't mind." She pulled me outside.

"Ai-chan, I'm freaking out, I don't know what to do, she probably thinks we're crazy!"

"Please calm down. You're doing fine. She doesn't suspect a thing."

"You mean that?" I nodded. "Thank you, Ai-chan... I just need some time to calm down. You go inside, I'll be back in a minute."

The door closed. Shirogane-san sat at the table, her plate completely clean. The window was open, letting a cool breeze into the kitchen. We both looked at each other as if we had something to hide.

"Fuuka's cooking was so delicious, I just ate the whole thing immediately! I just had to open this window afterwards because it was very spicy and I needed to cool off a little bit." I decided to change the subject.

"Fuuka told me a lot about the famous cases you've solved, Shirogane-san. Did you move here because of work?"

"Oh! Well, it's hard to explain, I can't really just give out this kind of information. I decided to move here more for personal reasons than purely business, but... I suppose there is something I must do here as well." She looked ominously off into the distance, the slight breeze still managing to ruffle her hair. She washed up her plate and left to bring her bags to her room.

Since then, things have been quite normal. Since Fuuka has yet to inform Shirogane-san that I do in fact live in this apartment, the likely course of action is for me to sneak back inside in the middle of the night. I am not yet sure how my living here will change with Shirogane-san, but it is unlikely anything will go wrong. I don't think she realises I am a robot at all.

Until next time,

Aigis.