spent the whole day fixing his new shooting range, then practicing in it.

found something to occupy himself with.

on another walk again--

that Namimori is such a boring place.

heard something interesting from Bel just the other night.

in a new bed, staring up at an unfamiliar ceiling.

not acknowledging the fact that Squalo Superbi -- that pathetic Angelshark -- might be right.

to think that he isn't cornered and it isn't coming to an end, but even a man like him knows better than to lie to himself.

pretty much minding his own business this time around, so wtf is with all of these shootouts?

to know why he suddenly can't get a hold of any of hiscontacts in India, and those he DOES stumble across are... uncooperative.