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Kid-san is heisting tomorrow night. A good thing, because if I had to deal with Nakamori-keibu being as nervous as he has been this last week, I would strangle him. And I’m not supposed to be on that side of the law.

In other news, I talked with my father about the community, worldhoppers, viruses and all.

He already knew.

Which shouldn’t surprise me much, because he wouldn’t be in the position that he is if he wasn’t a good investigator. He waved it off, said that he’s OK with it, and just gave me a smile.

How my father manages to maintain such a big grin on his face throughout the majority of the day is a puzzle even to me. I think that it has something to do with the sheer amount of sugar Dad eats on a frequent basis.

One of the reasons I lived with my mother in London was because she’s a bit more sane in her own way, most of the time. Of course, she married Dad in the first place, so that was not saying much. But then there was that saying 'You can pick your friends, but you can't pick your relatives'...

Dad didn’t tell me anything before for the sake of having me near. Kind of sad, because we really don't see each other that much and I like to spend time with him. Even if we are not alike, I enjoy our time together more than my time with mother, that’s for sure. We will need to change that.

My father is as curious as I am, so Alize, please, don’t let your musical gun lying around. And we need another door now.

…my mother is coming to Japan for Christmas… uhm….