I'm not always angry.

So is there going to be more to this, or...?

I can’t be the only one plotting to kill you, though. I guess a flea always has to be on the move in order to survive. I only wish they didn’t jump so damn high or far.

Did you not watch the news last year? That was the closest someone got to it, and it wasn’t you :’)

At least I can applaud them. And they’ve inspired me to work harder. Like an idol inspires a New Year’s resolution or whatever. I’m sure I can beat that record if I learn from their actions.

Knives aren’t your thing, Shizu-chan, I’m sure you’d fumble and end up stabbing yourself in the eye.. on second thought, please try.

As if I would when just the sight of them reminds me of you. Anyway, whoever said I was going to use knives?

The only way you’d learn something by someone’s actions is copying, I’m sure.

Shows what you know. I’ve learned that you’re nothing but a parasitic flea from watching your actions. Didn’t mean I had to copy you to figure that out.

Don’t be stupid, beasts don’t learn cerebrally, they learn instinctually.

Those aren’t even real words, asshole. Beast or not, I instinctively know you need to die. I’ll put you out of your misery one of these days. Too bad you lack the instincts to know when you’re nearing the end of your life.

I’m sorry, were those words too big for you? Hahaha you won’t kill me, Shizu-chan, I have the brains to escape you time and time again. 

Those words don’t even exist! You keep claiming to have brains, but you’re still so stupid! All the smarts in the world are useless if you don’t have common sense. But whatever. Hopefully in that case you’ll die sooner.

Both words are words. Stupid is as stupid does. I can’t help it if you haven’t got the brains to comprehend elementary level words. I have plenty of common sense. Maybe a little more ego. 

If you had half the common sense that anyone else in Ikebukuro does, you would leave me alone. But obviously you're suicidal.

Hahaha now you know how I felt two weeks ago, Shizu-chan.

I don’t even want to know why you know my birthday, you parasitic flea.

Probably because it was all over my dashboard. “Happy Shizuo day!” And all that. That wasn’t your birthday, though. Your birthday is in January. Personally I think everyone should stop celebrating both. Ahaha please drop dead, okay?

…I don’t know what ‘Shizuo Day’ is and I have better things to remember than my birthday. At least I’m not the only one who wants you dead, so I have something to look forward to as the day Izaya got stabbed. And I can’t die until you do because I won’t be able to rest in my grave knowing you’re still causing trouble in the world.

Some of your cult-following in Tokyo, I guess, have decided that 4-2-0 are your numbers and your day. I’m not surprised that you can’t remember your birthday, considering you have less brains than a dog. Sorry to say that you’ll have an unhappy afterlife then, because you’re definitely going to die long before me, Shizu-chan.

Whatever. As long as they don’t involve me in their cult stuff, they can do what they want. Dogs can be really smart, too. In fact they’re probably smarter than you since they know how to avoid people who hurt them and actually listen when told not to go somewhere. The longer you make me wait in hell, the more time I’ll have to plan out what I’m going to do to you when you get there.

Shizu-chan you rarely get a hit with your vending machines. Much as I’ve tried not to become a monster like you, because of our death game, I’ve become able to withstand too much damage from that sort of thing. I like to consider your warnings the way Iran considers American ones. In short, why are we talking about your time in hell when you could be living it already? Namie was right, I should poison you.

If you simply stayed in Shinjuku, you wouldn’t have me to worry about, bastard. The ‘rare’ times I’ve actually hit you have caused enough brain damage to mess you up permanently, I think. You just keep coming back for more. Or maybe that’s just ‘cause you’re a sick masochist. And as if I’d eat anything you gave me. The reason she mentioned poison was probably because she had the idea to poison you first.

Ikebukuro was my home before it was yours, considering I’m older. I have more right to be here than you, monster. I’ll keep coming back long after you’re dead, too. Do you think I would tell you I made it? Do you think it would be me delivering it? Of course not. 

You really must be losing it. If anyone’s older, it’s me. You said yourself my birthday was in January, which comes before May. And it would be too easy to find out who made it if it was you. Aside from smelling rotten, you’ve got too much damn pride to not let me know it was you. Like how you used to watch the people you sent after me pick fights from the windows in high school and you gave me that disgusting, self-satisfied little smirk of yours… Just remembering burns me up.

May of the year before, protozoan. I would let you know it as you were dying from it, of course (^w^) but not before. Hahah remembering that brings back the good old days. 

I can still smell you from a mile away. You reek.

I can’t be the only one plotting to kill you, though. I guess a flea always has to be on the move in order to survive. I only wish they didn’t jump so damn high or far.

Did you not watch the news last year? That was the closest someone got to it, and it wasn’t you :’)

At least I can applaud them. And they’ve inspired me to work harder. Like an idol inspires a New Year’s resolution or whatever. I’m sure I can beat that record if I learn from their actions.

Knives aren’t your thing, Shizu-chan, I’m sure you’d fumble and end up stabbing yourself in the eye.. on second thought, please try.

As if I would when just the sight of them reminds me of you. Anyway, whoever said I was going to use knives?

The only way you’d learn something by someone’s actions is copying, I’m sure.

Shows what you know. I’ve learned that you’re nothing but a parasitic flea from watching your actions. Didn’t mean I had to copy you to figure that out.

Don’t be stupid, beasts don’t learn cerebrally, they learn instinctually.

Those aren’t even real words, asshole. Beast or not, I instinctively know you need to die. I’ll put you out of your misery one of these days. Too bad you lack the instincts to know when you’re nearing the end of your life.

I’m sorry, were those words too big for you? Hahaha you won’t kill me, Shizu-chan, I have the brains to escape you time and time again. 

Those words don’t even exist! You keep claiming to have brains, but you’re still so stupid! All the smarts in the world are useless if you don’t have common sense. But whatever. Hopefully in that case you’ll die sooner.

I can’t be the only one plotting to kill you, though. I guess a flea always has to be on the move in order to survive. I only wish they didn’t jump so damn high or far.

Did you not watch the news last year? That was the closest someone got to it, and it wasn’t you :’)

At least I can applaud them. And they’ve inspired me to work harder. Like an idol inspires a New Year’s resolution or whatever. I’m sure I can beat that record if I learn from their actions.

Knives aren’t your thing, Shizu-chan, I’m sure you’d fumble and end up stabbing yourself in the eye.. on second thought, please try.

As if I would when just the sight of them reminds me of you. Anyway, whoever said I was going to use knives?

The only way you’d learn something by someone’s actions is copying, I’m sure.

Shows what you know. I’ve learned that you’re nothing but a parasitic flea from watching your actions. Didn’t mean I had to copy you to figure that out.

Don’t be stupid, beasts don’t learn cerebrally, they learn instinctually.

Those aren’t even real words, asshole. Beast or not, I instinctively know you need to die. I’ll put you out of your misery one of these days. Too bad you lack the instincts to know when you’re nearing the end of your life.

Hahaha now you know how I felt two weeks ago, Shizu-chan.

I don’t even want to know why you know my birthday, you parasitic flea.

Probably because it was all over my dashboard. “Happy Shizuo day!” And all that. That wasn’t your birthday, though. Your birthday is in January. Personally I think everyone should stop celebrating both. Ahaha please drop dead, okay?

…I don’t know what ‘Shizuo Day’ is and I have better things to remember than my birthday. At least I’m not the only one who wants you dead, so I have something to look forward to as the day Izaya got stabbed. And I can’t die until you do because I won’t be able to rest in my grave knowing you’re still causing trouble in the world.

Some of your cult-following in Tokyo, I guess, have decided that 4-2-0 are your numbers and your day. I’m not surprised that you can’t remember your birthday, considering you have less brains than a dog. Sorry to say that you’ll have an unhappy afterlife then, because you’re definitely going to die long before me, Shizu-chan.

Whatever. As long as they don’t involve me in their cult stuff, they can do what they want. Dogs can be really smart, too. In fact they’re probably smarter than you since they know how to avoid people who hurt them and actually listen when told not to go somewhere. The longer you make me wait in hell, the more time I’ll have to plan out what I’m going to do to you when you get there.

Shizu-chan you rarely get a hit with your vending machines. Much as I’ve tried not to become a monster like you, because of our death game, I’ve become able to withstand too much damage from that sort of thing. I like to consider your warnings the way Iran considers American ones. In short, why are we talking about your time in hell when you could be living it already? Namie was right, I should poison you.

If you simply stayed in Shinjuku, you wouldn’t have me to worry about, bastard. The ‘rare’ times I’ve actually hit you have caused enough brain damage to mess you up permanently, I think. You just keep coming back for more. Or maybe that’s just ‘cause you’re a sick masochist. And as if I’d eat anything you gave me. The reason she mentioned poison was probably because she had the idea to poison you first.

Ikebukuro was my home before it was yours, considering I’m older. I have more right to be here than you, monster. I’ll keep coming back long after you’re dead, too. Do you think I would tell you I made it? Do you think it would be me delivering it? Of course not. 

You really must be losing it. If anyone’s older, it’s me. You said yourself my birthday was in January, which comes before May. And it would be too easy to find out who made it if it was you. Aside from smelling rotten, you’ve got too much damn pride to not let me know it was you. Like how you used to watch the people you sent after me pick fights from the windows in high school and you gave me that disgusting, self-satisfied little smirk of yours... Just remembering burns me up.