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The days seem to drift by... slower then sands trickling down in an hour glass. I count the seconds... minutes... hours... days. It almost feels as if I am wondering about in a dreamless haze. I cannot seem to think clearly any more. I've no clue what to do... no one to turn to. This is a problem I need to solve on my own. 

I will be meeting Lord Kito... seventh day of the week. In his letter, he said he wished to tell me something. I will -- at long last, finally find out what he wishes to say. This oh so amazing thing that caused me to get cold feet at the last second...

I would so love to say that this was the thing that stopped my wedding with Aizen. Yet seeing how this is the second person I ... I ... left right before that big moment -- the wicked little voice in my head tells other wise.

Doesn't matter... Now I have never been one to listen to rumors.  Goodness knows they are made up of nothing but falsehoods and random tidbits whispered by the lonely, the bitter, the upset... Women can be dark evil creatures of jealously. Learned that the hard way in the Yoshiwara pleasure district...  more recently, the Sultana's harem.  Yet, I have heard that Aizen is starting to move on. Or well, has been spotted around with someone. Rumors of him with some woman named Eve reached me... Aside from that I was with Pushka... we say them together. Eve's bright red nude ass butt dancing for him in the middle of the desert. Bright sun turning her skin into a nice bright red shade of crimson... Maybe that's why she can't sit or lay down... only kneel... maybe guy's just want a slut!  Such a mean little creature I am, but I don't feel bad... Not after... after then bloody things he said. It seems that I wear the white Hannya* mask today. Maybe the rumors are true.. and I will turn into a devious demon hell bent on men's down fall? Hah... only if I continue to dwell in such a dark mood.

Maybe I honestly wouldn't care if it was anyone else but that woman... no! Calling her that is an insult to all females! Whore? No... she is much lower then that. A traitor who moves on to the winner side... the witch who dared try to harass one of my clan sisters into joining another group so she would help her!

Doesn't matter... if Aizen wasn't to keep that... that... thing as a slave it's fine. But I have no plans on staying around -- looks like another wedding killed. Death by rumors, words can be oh so terribly powerful. Mightier then all the blades of the undead.

At least I have someone else to move onto this time... I have the mer clan, right? And Kito...

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*The white Hannya mask is worn by someone of high status. 

The Hannya mask is used in many noh and kyōgen Japanese plays, as well as in Shinto ritual kagura dances. The Hannya mask portrays the souls of women who have become demons due to obsession or jealousy. 

The Hannya mask is said to be dangerous and Erotic but also sorrowful and tormented displaying the complexity of human emotions. When the actor looks straight ahead, the mask appears frightening and angry; when tilted slightly down, the face of the demon appears to be sorrowful, as though crying. -- tis from Wiki

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