This thread is to be taken ICly. It is a letter.
Letters were distributed across the city with a matter of urgency, flying across the air as if dropped by a stork; in reality, Katsuhito simply hired two 9th graders to go spreading them around town.
Letters were distributed across the city with a matter of urgency, flying across the air as if dropped by a stork; in reality, Katsuhito simply hired two 9th graders to go spreading them around town.
Dearest reader,
As Karakura continues to prosper with the fall of criminals, thank the Lord, it has come to my attention that another crime has been committed in our beloved city. One of the most heinous, for I’ve been accused of it, and more vile once my name was inked across its pages.
Madame Olympia,
Dare to mock the noble houses and the elites that have brought prosperity to this glorious city by authoring an immoral parchment riddled with absolute nonsense? The audacity is outrageous, and I, for one, do not appreciate the tone you have been using when disdaining. Karakura and its spirits, alongside its citizens, will not be disrespected by a cowardly author, sitting anonymously in some god-forsaken desk, sipping chemical tea from a plastic cup.
Mei Miura is not an irrelevant boy. He is my noble son and my imperial heir; a title neither you nor the next-door gang member can ever achieve. The boy has no murky backstory. He is the story and is the next historian that will keep this town in check. You, on the other hand, will be forgotten by the end of the year, and your papers will forever be irrelevant to history, both of Karakura and the Izu Islands.
The Akihito family predates you and your forehead, and that's a fact, not a mere opinion. Do not speak ill of my uncle, Iwao, when I assume you are barely a passing student in KHSCC. One simple signature and you and your entire record are out the window. As for the illustrious Saiky family, you do not need to explain to the masses how we reached our glory. And for your information, we predate the Kyodaina by far more than a few centuries.
Now, as for myself, I do not care what you exactly say. I couldn't care less if you or good ol’ Joe speak of me. Your opinion does not matter and will not change, only if you were my beloved husband, of course, then in that case, to hell.
Hark, Karakura, for this monster of an author is not to be trusted. All those papers have is propaganda against your officials and your community. Stay strong, together, one hand, and do not falter to a fake, anonymous, cowardly writer. These papers are designed to shake us, so I implore you, please do not take them as fact. We are much stronger, Karakura, and I believe in all of you.
Yours truly,
Dr. Katsuhito Saiky-Akihito
