“It was a rather quiet day yesterday: except for one thing involving the Fengtien Prime Minister. I was meditating in the central courtyard of the Administrative building around noon when he approached me with two armed guards. The look on his face was quite terrifying; which it is hard for me to admit since the Chinese are infinitely inferior to us, the Japanese. But the look on his face was so strange it seemed to have come from the Emperor himself manifesting another form. His eyes were squinted more so than his guards and it was hard to see his irises. All I saw was the empty void which was his pupil, and I might have been hallucinating from the Incense but it seemed when he finally spoke to me a sort of fiery rage spread from his eyelids and engulfing his entire eyeball. It was truly frightening as his voice; it was hoarse as though he had spent the last week yelling at the top of his lungs. He didn’t bother speaking Japanese either, SUCH AN AFRONT! I am thankful that I know enough Mandarin to have had understood him. But I digress: So there he is standing in front of me with two guards with rifles that seem of Russian make and he said, “Why are your soldiers taking over the land my own rightfully claim in the name of the new Chinese republic? Are you all really so caught up in your racism that you think we "Bamboo coons" aren't as smart as you? Hmm? Do you really think you could sneak out from under our noses and invade the land that we rightfully claim? How pathetic. Now...Tell me what the command from Tokyo Command was?” I of course did not answer in that Mainlander language and defended my honor in the language that needs to be the world’s native, “あなたヒキガエル!
あなたの場所を知っているか?私の視界にしておきます。” [1] What morons those Chinese are. I am going to request a transfer tomorrow and finally be gone from this horrid place.”