Fukami's Diary of The Great Blue Sea

Day Fourteen

I haven't been writing much lately, but there is a reason.

So many things are confusing right now, and I'm not exactly sure how to put most of it into words. It's his fault. I know it. He's contributing to this damn mess. He's a devil in disguise.

I suppose if I could summarize these current events, I would say... Frightening. Wadanohara found a trail of blood leading to Samekichi. The poor bastard. I almost felt sorry for him.

The same thing happened only a day later, but with an unexpected visitor in front of him. Wadanohara told me about the man. He was a tall, well-dressed orca with a cigarette. She stopped talking about him after a little bit.

I told her she could confide in me but I think she might've been too frightened. Maybe she's just tired.

Wadanohara's a young girl. She shouldn't be exposed to cruel things until she's a little more experienced. I think the blood got to her.

I'm sorry, Wadanohara. I love you.

-Fukami