Zure-Ike #10—There are nights when a single word brings your breath back.

A rare second nap.
Am I awake, or still in a dream...
Still dazed, I tap away at my smartphone.

A backlog of someone's musings started playing,
and those words, bypassing all my logic,
somehow struck deep into the core of my heart.

My emotions woke up before my brain did.

Before meaning, a heat rushed through me.
It felt like I had suddenly tuned into
an unknown frequency.
It was as if only my heart had woken up first.

I couldn't stop the tears.
Honestly, I didn't really understand why myself.
Was it self-pity? An emotional breakdown?
A release of something? ...Well, probably all of it.

I suddenly remembered
those 'people who have power in their words'.

I won't name them. No, I can't. Because it's frustrating.
Because when I encounter those people,
my own immaturity inevitably comes into sharp focus.

They are straightforward with everyone,
and can speak their convictions quietly, yet strongly.
Their words have a core. There is no waste. No wavering.
It's as if
they are wearing armor made of diamonds.

...I want to be like that.
But for me, it's still a bit...
I know full well that I'm not there yet.

I still haven't fully taken off the space suit
of 'myself being useful to someone'.
That was the equipment that had protected me for so long.

'If I'm not useful, I shouldn't be here.'
I had long since been possessed by that thought.

That's why I can't take it off yet.
I can't let it go yet.
But... honestly, I want to be a little more at ease.

'I want to leave behind... the meaning of Mishima's existence.'

I was startled by those words that just slipped out.
Oh, maybe this is my true feeling.

I don't want to be evaluated by someone.
I just want to leave behind a trace
that says, 'I was here,' just a little bit.

Just then, a message arrived from Earthling friend M.
A coded message of just one phrase.

'Take a breath again.'

...Huh, that's it? I thought, but
somehow with that one phrase, the air returned. Truly.

When I took a deep breath, I felt like
I could stand here again.

🛰️Observation Log:

・Tears = a normal sensor reaction.
・Armor and suits are both equipment for survival.
・The thing called "meaning" is born
　the moment you think you want to leave it for someone.
・A single word can even become a lifeline.

Alien Mishima, reboot complete.
It's okay to cry, and it's okay to stop.
But if your breath has returned—
You can keep going, just as you are. ...It will surely be okay.

[P.S.]
When I suddenly notice, it seems there are people
quietly raising their hands from places I don't know,
and just as I am, that makes me a little happy.

🌟Currently, with the motto "Go your own way"...
One deep breath. And, plotting a path of coexistence.
Alien Mishima.