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Dear Blink,
Sending this via the KRC, hence why it's already open. (Hello Joujima-kun, or perhaps JK. Probably JK.) It's nothing exciting, nor is it any secrets (like I'd be stupid enough to send a letter like THAT via the KRC), just me complaining. Figured it would look better if it was going to a friend (yes, Gentarou, you are one of those, I guess) rather than a fellow Interpol person.
Anyways, you know I'm in France right now. (You were there. Laughed at me when I asked to stay in Japan.) I've been paired with the most ridiculous man, Blink. He's "Jean Pierre Napoleon" and gotta say, must be nice to be French! Leaves me to do most of the investigating. Drives the smallest car known to man, that has a yet-to-be-repaired hole in the bottom. Takes his three hour breaks after approximately three minutes of investigation and tells ME I need to relax.
Anyway, remind me to tell you about his CIA friend in a different letter, since I do NOT have time right this second. He's literally a bird.
-Sakuta
Trés cher Sam,
My partner for this mission...he reminds me of you, sometimes. Doesn't care about the size of his badge at all, though. It is very odd. He is from the Japan branch of Interpol, and I believe he is a superhero! But he will not admit to it. He is always in the rush, this Monsieur Ryuusei. I believe he wants to go back to his friends, for he is always talking about them. (He does not seem to know that I know some Japanese!)
By the way, I'm writing this on my break. I've told Monsieur Ryuuse that he needs to relax, perhaps have a croissant, but...
Write me back, mon ami!!
-Bien à vous,
Jean Pierre