Chapter Three
Dear Gloom Journal,
Well, they finally found me out. Professor Miyazaki called me into his office today, to talk about why I’ve been faking my empathic bond with Ryuki. It turns out that Professor Tanaka knew all along, and was waiting for the hand signals and spell-based commands to fail me. They haven’t, but Miyazaki still thought we needed to talk. The Familiar Empathy spell is an academic requirement, he said, and I’ve got til the end of the school year to master it. It would have been end of term, but he and Tanaka were so impressed with the spell commands I created that they’re giving me extra time.
The worst part was when I got to class today, though. Trevor had found out about the meeting, and he wouldn’t let up. Kept calling me a retard. He was trying to get me to take a swing at him. Yeah, right! Like I’m gonna get myself suspended now! It’s hard enough dodging Trevor and his cult on the safest campus in the world. I’d be toast on the streets. Oh yeah! Note to my friends on the police force: Groundskeeper Otomo had nothing to do with the kidnapping of Representative Sasuke’s daughter. And if you’re looking for my body, try the secret basement beneath the Summoning building.
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November 14, 2003. 1 AM.
Dear Gloom Journal,
It looks like Trevor was angrier than I thought. He sent Vito out to
ambush me on the way back from the Guitar Wolf show. On the minus side,
I got
a nasty bump on the head. But on the plus side, I finally got to see
Vito’s new
Familiar in action. After Ryuki killed Butch a few weeks ago, I didn’t
think Vito would be much of a threat. But Precious is amazing. He’s a
full-sized bull, and I never even heard him coming! Vito’s been
holding out on us.
Back
to the minus side, though. I was out cold on the sidewalk in the middle
of Haunted Park. I’m really, really lucky Kiki and Boris were
there. While Ryuki protected my body, they ran Vito and Precious off.
Kiki got me on my feet and took me back to her room to patch me up.
She said this wasn’t exactly the way she’d planned on getting
me there, but it would do. And then she kissed me. Right on the lips!
And just in case the cops really will be reading this one day, that’s
all I’m gonna say about that. Let’s just say it was better
than when she used to punch me on the arm.
One ironic note: Ryuki heard Precious coming, but I couldn’t understand
the warning he was trying to give me. Maybe Professor Miyazaki’s right
about this Familiar Empathy spell after all...
