Listen closely and you should be able to hear

There are times when monsters and spirits can be worse than anything that the human race can come up with... and times when just the opposite can be true.

There is no better. But for one to pretend to be the other is just fooling yourself... Yes... I have no reason to change.

...

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Watari, I'll help you. I think I have an idea of where you can go to look for a washing machine. ...Can you or your partner fight at all?

( Private; Hackable )

[A thump can be heard as Haruka gives the TV a light smack.] It's still broken. I told you that it would be pointless.

...and would you stay away from me?!

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Shinjiro, stay down. I never knew many people who believed that getting knocked out was the best and only way for someone to get any rest until I met you. Sorata and I will be able to help manage the bar while you're recovering.

...It seems that I avoided enough of the disasters this time. It won't make me feel that my luck in this world is about to change, however. Maybe.

Kantarou, we still need to find a day to go fishing before something else decides to happen.

[[ooc Haruka is yelling at Watari, who may or may not be trying to attack him with some measuring tape. (I hope that's okay, mun.)]]

( Private; Hackable )

Sorata-kun, you shouldn't have said anything. Now I'll have to take your advice after all.

I will need that time off, and you will have to rely on yourselves for awhile. It may only be a day, or more, but you will be the first to know either way, Shinjiro. I'm...

[...]

I never thought that I would be staring up at the same ceiling again so soon.

( Private to Kantarou; Hackable )

( Private to Testament; Hackable )

These plants... Why are they growing in such strange places anyway?

If they are able to shock and burn anyone who won't follow this idiotic tradition, then they're far from normal.

In any case, I don't care who was put up to this. If I have to take damage for not following up on something like this, then so be it. I'm not that afraid of getting shocked anyway.

...

Hm. Oi. Which one of you is called Fai?

( Private to Testament; Hackable )

( Private to Seishirou; Hackable )

[Switches over to voice mode. The following is spoken in Japanese.]

The scientists have ways of taking people away just as easily as they are brought here...

Kantarou, it seems that you are the only one between us who is able to see youkai now. Watanuki Kimihiro has disappeared from this world as well.

It's irritating. I don't care much for the missing two days...

Apart from what I can't remember, nothing about me or this city has changed.

I'd like to think that Sorata's theory holds some weight in this, because I don't want to believe that I've only ended up losing more of the memories that I had in this city. If that was part of some kind of joke, then I'm not laughing.

[He gives a grunt off-radio, and then the communicator is switched to the default audio mode. He speaks in Japanese.]

I'm going out for awhile.

[There is a jingle from his shakujou, and then the sound of footsteps across the floor until they eventually fade out and the transmission times out.]

Those monsters before... what happened to them? Their numbers overcame the others before, but a few days ago it suddenly dwindled like that. It makes me wonder where they were even coming from in the first place.

Still, it seems like this city has enough problems without their help. It reeks with the stench of death here...

Pointless murder. You can fight and hate each other, but even if it ends in blood, someone will always end up come back for more. That's how screwed up this place is. The dead come back in a day. There's no other reason for it, because this city has no real power, nothing worth stealing and barely any direction. We're brought here, and we adapt in it to survive. That's the way it is for any world. The only difference is that here the rules don't even exist at all.

[He takes a deep breath, and then takes a slow sip from his chawan. There is a pause.]

...

This tea is weak. Weaker than the kind we used to have back home.

Where is he, anyway? I'm getting tired of being made to sit around like this. All over a few scratches...

I don't know what kind of useless things I have been saying over the last two days... But if it is anything like the ones I still remember, then any of you would be better off just forgetting that they were ever said at all.

They remain hidden for a reason, and usually that reason is you.

If Kantarou is any indication, I am not fond of being anyone's plaything. Not to him, the scientists or anyone else that I've met in this forsaken city.

That includes you doctors as well. As much as I would like to have this chip removed from my body, I am not offering myself up to be your guinea pig. Don't listen to that fool.