Â Â ïœą The fog is thick in my mind, sleep drapes over me stillâ the stars do not light up in my mind; and, as bothersome as it isâ I must ask the teller; who are you? ïœŁ
âââ â Â In a world that only seemed to be full of idiots, Kenji was surprised to encounter someone with such anâ intricate speech pattern. He himself was not much for speaking in riddles, but rather somewhat quickly and forwardly. Still, though, he admired the womanâs word choice, and made an effort to speak more formally. However, seeing as how Kenji seemed to have interrupted the otherâs sleep, he quickly planned to make an apology.
"Yamaguchi. Kenji Yamaguchi. Iâm terribly sorry for disrupting your sleep, Â but if you dont mind, Iâd like to ask the same question of you.â














