“Heh…”
“…It seems that someone’s been reading my journal again.”
“Heh…”
“…It seems that someone’s been reading my journal again.”
“Not that it’s any of your business… but… yes, I’d considered that, too. He always return what he steal, doesn’t he? Including hearts, I suppose. It’s… it’s not his fault that I… so willingly and foolishly fell into that trap. He has his own duties, his own responsibilities. I’m a liability. And while he has me, that’s one less detective on his trail… who, hell, may be useful for a good time now and again…
"It’s not as though I could expect him to really love me…"
“That… that is a risk that I have considered, but even if it were true, I’m taking my own precautions to avoid that very issue. The amount of information that he’s trusted me with is questionable, but this is not actually uncommon with other clients. As long as I maintain professional boundaries, I’ll be fine… I’ll be fine. I trust my sensei. I do.”