[December was the season for students' last set of school finals before their university entrance exams; seniors had no use for third term finals. It was the last set of tests important for high school itself. It couldn't be helped if God didn't quite make it into a first tier university given that it seemed a task more important than even one's mortal career set itself upon him in the weeks most pivotal to one's young adult life. Maybe with his assistance, Mikami thought, God could grasp a flower in both hands so to speak. He could have a fulfilling human life on top of shaping the world. It was an exchange: Mikami had been aware some days ago now that he had no future, that perhaps in raiding an old bank account his current self owned, he was perhaps robbing himself doubly of the highest bliss a human being could experience in a world where nothing beyond human beings really existed.
That was fine. As fulfilling, meaningful as being a prosecutor was, the difference between that and being an instrument of God was a greater chasm than the gulf between being a grade school class representative and being the Prime Minister.
He pulled his briefcase forward and held it in one arm as his other hand began to open it.]
There are more substantial matters in your life than studying right now. I apologize if it seems like the condescension of an adult to a child. It is a matter of complicated experience that I would like to convey to you to lessen the burden on you during this period of your life. If there is no time to discuss it at length, the most important portions can be summarized in five or so sentences, if you could be so patient. It will be another Note for your review, but I believe it will be worth your consideration.
[The first object taken out was a pen, likely not terribly impressive. It wasn't even a particularly noteworthy pen. The next item may have been a little more noteworthy: a familiar sized black notebook, white symbols that didn't look like any familiar script, but were in the same spot as the English script on Light's own. Once it was out, for the sake of argument Mikami did fold back the cover, he did tuck the briefcase beneath his arm, he even held the pen as if to begin writing, but he didn't really suppose that he would need to write or hand over anything. Probably, this would earn him an audience. His eyes flickered to the boy's face, waiting for that cue to have the full and proper discussion.]
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That was fine. As fulfilling, meaningful as being a prosecutor was, the difference between that and being an instrument of God was a greater chasm than the gulf between being a grade school class representative and being the Prime Minister.
He pulled his briefcase forward and held it in one arm as his other hand began to open it.]
There are more substantial matters in your life than studying right now. I apologize if it seems like the condescension of an adult to a child. It is a matter of complicated experience that I would like to convey to you to lessen the burden on you during this period of your life. If there is no time to discuss it at length, the most important portions can be summarized in five or so sentences, if you could be so patient. It will be another Note for your review, but I believe it will be worth your consideration.
[The first object taken out was a pen, likely not terribly impressive. It wasn't even a particularly noteworthy pen. The next item may have been a little more noteworthy: a familiar sized black notebook, white symbols that didn't look like any familiar script, but were in the same spot as the English script on Light's own. Once it was out, for the sake of argument Mikami did fold back the cover, he did tuck the briefcase beneath his arm, he even held the pen as if to begin writing, but he didn't really suppose that he would need to write or hand over anything. Probably, this would earn him an audience. His eyes flickered to the boy's face, waiting for that cue to have the full and proper discussion.]