[Private // Voice // Accidentally hackable]
*Muttered curses, barely more than a whisper*
Damnit...I never thought it would be this hard.
[Private // Text // Unhackable]
The moment we crossed back into Ivona it's like all that weight I left behind just fell right back on my shoulders. Maybe it's just all in my head, or maybe it's this thing with Jushirou, but every night I've been dreaming again...I can't even call them nightmares because all it is is exactly what happened, replaying over and over...
I can't stop myself from saying those words. Every single time they slip right out of my mouth and I can't take them back, and every time I help him even though I know how it's going to end.
I should have killed him when I had the chance. I thought it would be easier to live without blood on my sword but I got it all over my hands instead, and in the end I didn't manage to save anyone at all. Mercy only works out for people like Kambei. Second chances aren't for people like me. Maybe I shouldn't have come. If I have to look Jushirou in the eye I'm not sure I can hold myself back.
...I guess it's a good thing that Gorobei came along. Maybe I should just let him keep my sword for a while. He probably already knows something's wrong with how little I've been sleeping.