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They love me as if I’m their own. When I was younger, Ishir used to find me when I’d go hide and cry alone. He would walk up to me in his tiger form, wrap himself around me, and begin purring until I calmed down and fell asleep. Zephyr is much the same. She’s one of the most kind and gentle women I’ve ever met. I know she suffered, we all know what happened to her when Cal was in the laboratory, and then when she realized that Iniko was alive. When you live like we do, you don’t have any secrets. Well, unless you’re Iniko. He seems to be the only one who doesn’t know what his life was like before he was reborn.

She scrolls through while reading their names. “Bitan… Furuōgi… Rokurokubi… no wait maybe it’s in the other folder.” She says and switches to the other folder to search for it. “Here it is!” she says while comparing the photo of a Tako nyūdō to the tentacle monster that they had encountered. [Author’s Note: Tako nyūdō is an octopus like yokai which is quite similar to the one they encountered… The octopus is a direct translation for Tako. I don’t know what the other thing means to be honest.]

Hypothetically, if I couldn't bring myself to ask her to come to my room, the least I could do was make an alternative, a good one available for her. On getting home, I found her reading on the porch. She looked particularly peaceful. I was taken aback by the fact that she was reading No Longer Human. Osamu Dazai was a suicidal individual and quite problematic in some ways. I didn’t think a nun would be tapped into such material. No longer human?” I asked, trying very hard to mask my excitement during this curious engagement. She didn't startle. Slowly lowering the book, she kept her thumb against the spine.