After finishing my training session of the day with Perry, I went directly into my room to take a shower. As the water fell onto my body, it created somewhat of a rhythm, and I couldn't help but tap my feet to it. I was doing that unintentionally.

Unintentionally. Just the way it all started. I was mindless back then, and all I did was unintentional. I did them simply out of my animal instincts. I was only a normal, ordinary monotreme, maybe less than that, seeing as my past is full of tragedies that I don't want to think of even at this very moment.

Well, I may have picked up a thing or two when I was in the zoo, but none of them were about fighting a full-sized human who's monstrous compared with myself. After all, the organization is likely the only place they teach domestic animals to fight humans- evil humans, they say, but still humans anyway.

I opened my diary to write something in it- only to come across the entry I've kept on the day I was introduced to the agency. Just then, the exact melody which popped up in my head two days ago came back. "Mindless, just an ordinary monotreme, la la la..., mindless, did all that unintentionally." I sang/hummed while scribbling the words I have down. However, it didn't sound complete to me, so I repeated the last line.

I find it funny how I, as someone who had never been engaged in secret agent business prior to getting into the O.W.C.A., was complimented by the best one in the game the moment he saw- recognized me, merely because I- I don't really wanna talk about it, let's just say it's something I've done. But the point is, I really don't deserve those things, as I was mindless then.

I filled in the spaces I left out about half a minute earlier and drew curves which signal the rises and falls of the tune. It helps to remind me of the melody later.

Day after day, I was firmer and firmer in my belief that the agency was the place for me. It was the best thing I could ever find, and I'm not going to leave. I believe this is the place where I'll find an answer to who I really am, and be better than I've ever been, be the best of myself and go beyond that.

I decided to take a stroll around. When I passed a room, I heard someone playing the drums. Fascinated by the beat, I was grooving in front of the door for a while before I caught myself. I looked around, thankful that there wasn't anyone around to see my weird deeds.

I knocked on the door harder than usual so I could be heard over the drums and the cymbals. "Come in," I recognized the voice at once. It was Nyx.

"Thank you," Nyx replied to my compliment, "I just came up with a beat yesterday."

"May I listen to it?"

"Actually, I was going to ask if I could play it, so, sure," Nyx said and began to play. It turned out I was acting a bit too eager. I don't know why, honestly, but I guess I have a tendency to do that.

I tried my best to control my body, but I still swung my body left and right a little. "That's cute," Nyx remarked, obviously having noticed that.

"What's the song you were humming?" Nyx asked when she finished playing.

"What song?" I was taken by surprise and confused. I think I must have been humming some tune again.

"Like this, da la la da la la la, da la la da la la la, da la la da la la la da da da la," she sang the melody back to me, and I found it funny how it kind of fits with the melody I came up with two days prior.

"I've never heard that melody, so I suppose I was just improvising with my vocals unknowingly."

"Oh, so you came up with it by yourself? I like that."

"Thank you. I really like your beat," I glanced to my right, "may I play that guitar, please?" I asked.

"Go ahead," said Nyx. I grabbed the guitar and strummed an open G chord. It sounded a little pitchy, so I had to tune it. Perry had taught me how to tune a guitar by ear, and this has come in handy a lot of times.

I played the C Am F G progression on the guitar, while Nyx played the beat she devised. A while in, I began to hear Nyx humming the tune I had improvised a moment ago. I never knew they fit so well together.

"Doo doo doo doo," I changed the last four notes of the fourth sentence and strummed an E minor chord after the G chord, instead of a C chord as before. Also, I only strummed once this time. I strummed the same chord a second time after four beats, and then I switched to A minor chord after another four beats and a G chord after another seven beats, only playing each chord once.

Nyx offered to teach me to play the drums. When I try out on the drums for the first time ever in my life, I found embarrassment in how clumsy I was when I played the instruments. The sound of the sticks hitting the drums was also not so pleasant at all. It was like throwing various objects onto the ground. However, Nyx told me that it was okay and that she was like that when she first started out as well.

After learning some basic drum beats and the notations, we left the room, but not before Nyx played me her beat for one final time. Nyx and I chatted as we walked down the corridor before we separated to go into our respective rooms.

I drew four parallel lines and wrote down the beat Nyx played me in my notebook, the same page as earlier. I also wrote down some more lyrics along with the melody I improvised when I was with Nyx in that room.

As I wrote the lyrics down, a flashback of me getting pinned to the ground by Perry in his lair came back. It wasn't particularly unpleasant, but it provoked some more ideas. I wrote,

You take me down

I'm on the ground

And also, on a blank space farther away, though still on the same page,

Why am I acting this eager?

I looked at the sentence I'd just written for a couple of seconds. I crossed out the word "this" and changed it to "too", and I replaced another word with " German dude".