Instant Messiah

- Excerpt from Agent Alice Klux's private diary.

"I knew he was holding Captain Gallon back. There he is.

I couldn't report it to Master Aroma.

Many times, when I tried to tell you, my mouth was pounding and I had no words a

Lady Roma saw me with weird eyes.

Yuck, pretty good.

Why don't you understand?

It made me cold again. I don't trust that prime minister.

In addition, it was determined that it could be a threat to Mr. Nine.

No. I don't care about him.

of

No, you're not.

I decided to take a peek at Nine's observations for Aroma.

And then no change.

Liar.

Puria, aye.

She doesn't look cute anymore. Sounds cute.

Poor me.

I look like an idiot. Where's your real story?

…………

It was a good one today. Ohisama pompous.

…………

My sister's Phi Marki.

Unable to continue on the shree. Mr. Aroma has been advised.

Master Aroma, why did you take that man?

Is that guy, really? No way.

If that's the case, so is Lady Aroma.

My predecessor, Your Majesty.

I don't want to believe it.

(From here on forward, indistinguishable. and there are erasure marks on some of the above sentences)

Conflict with the rules.

This is not retrievable information.

Remove inappropriate wording and regulate memory integrity.

I checked with Alice Krax for a glitch.

Contact the nines and undergo maintenance.

Got it. Forget it, sir.

Don't touch me. Don't come into me.

I hate humans. I hate humans. I hate humans. There's that human being.

Why are you doing this? Why, what did I do?

…………

Lord Aroma and His Majesty were talking today.

Sire, there seems to be something surprisingly childish about it.

That's what it looks like in front of Master Aroma.

I thought you were a little cute, but you're still rude.

No, when did you write this?

I don't remember. I don't know.

Dear, don't use my body on your own, I'm scared.

Scary. At least say goodbye to my brother.

There are currently no reports to Master Nine.

You don't have to report it in the future. I'm good. I'm good for Aroma.

Trust me, Master Aroma.

Fine. Good luck already. Rest easy, Mr. Fox.

Sorry to bother you.

Please, trust me.

Someone. "

- Below, the blanks follow.