May 1
Summary:
The saga continues for a little while. It will be cleaned up in Reset Diary: Cocoro
Right after The Day, came another Day. I am not sure how much I can write. I have been telephoning, telephoning, telephoning, texting, texting, texting all day. I have been on LINE all day.
Someone from Talent Starball talked.
He's never going to return to Japan. That's the only reason.
What that crap with legs producer was trying to do to Nico.
Her little body flung out of a fast-moving car as she broke free of five pairs of hands. How the pavement caught her and sent her flipping through the air.
"She looked like a rag doll, Nishikawa san. Like a lit-
tle rag doll. Or a child. None of us thought she'd live."
None of them thought she'd live.
"It will always haunt me, her body flashing into the tail-
light sweep like she was doing a cartwheel, then she's gone."
He has no idea how she ended up in a pile of bodies from a massive train wreck.
Happy May Day, Nikki-chan