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... What the hell am I doing. I shouldn't be trying to relax like this. Never. Never. Never. It's bad that I would even want to, in the first place; after all, relaxation brings weakness. Weakness means things break. Things breaking means I lose control. No one would want that, no one, no one.

I should talk to her again, sometime. She might know why I'd suddenly want to do that. It's bad enough that I already kept insisting on it, too...