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27th
Dear Diary,
Honestly, I am ashamed of myself because I keep a diary. This kind of thing is normally where high school girls talk about their secret crushes. Naomi or perhaps Kyouka probably have one as well.
I only have a diary to write about my feelings and emotions, as I feel it is quite difficult to express them verbally or even physically. It’s not like I don’t have anyone to talk to about them; my colleagues are more support than I could ever ask for. It’s just something…more complex about myself holding me back that I can’t put my finger on just yet.
But that’s besides the point. It has been hard for all of us these past few days at the Agency. There have been numerous intense terrorist attacks across Yokohama. And for once, the Port Mafia isn’t the one behind it.
It’s quite a mystery as to who is behind these attacks…we requested Ranpo-san to use his Ultra Deduction, but for some reason his glasses are nowhere to be found. Without them, he is as good at solving this mystery as the rest of us.
I suspect the terrorists have taken Ranpo’s glasses to conceal their own identities. It is uncertain whether they are ability users or not, since they are never present at the scenes of the crimes. They just leave the bombs and go.
Somehow, there is no evidence the terrorists were even there at all; no witnesses, no security footage. It’s almost like the bombs just…appear on their own.
However, that isn’t what I find most puzzling about this whole ordeal. My curiosity is mostly set at the terrorists’ targets. Instead of bombing an organisation like the Agency, the criminals seem to target…citezins of Yokohama. Particularly families.
That is what bothers me most about this case. That innocent lives are being taken, that innocent children are being killed. It hurts knowing that as much as I try to save them, people will always die. People that didn’t deserve to die.
Doppo Kunikida