I'm older. I'm older and taller; the way I'd've looked now if I'd lived, I guess.
I shouldn't even have to say how it happened; it's just one more Watari-related accident. No cover up this time, and he'll probably find an antidote, so there isn't really a problem. Besides, being stuck at sixteen had been bothering me for a while, so I'm not really angry about this chance to be older.
I would have appreciated some warning, though. I had to borrow Tsuzuki's coat to get home (I grew quite a bit, but my clothes...). We had to go out shopping after he loaned me one of his (too small) outfits. Even the ring he gave me is almost too small now. It was just a little loose before; now it's almost tight.
It really is strange being older.
I'm taller than Tsuzuki, for one. He's able to tuck himself under my chin for a change. If he's right, I should be taller than Tatsumi, too.
Tsuzuki still treats me the same, aside from teasing me a bit more. (I swear I've spent half my time as an adult blushing!) He's always kinda treated me this way, not like a kid, as most people would upon meeting me, but...I don't know. Tsuzuki wa Tsuzuki. There's no explaining him.
Hopefully, though, being older means I won't be looked at as a kid at all anymore. I really hate that. A child coud not have dealt with all I've been through and stayed sane afterward.
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