(unpublished notes, apparently written by Saotome Ranma, about YOLD 3156)
(the paper is stained with darker splatters in places, perhaps raindrops)

Ara-san said that I can have Sa-san's motorcycle, that she wanted me to have it.
I wish Sa-san was still around, but she's been so sad since Na-san died, so
perhaps this is better.  Ara-san is still so sad.  I wish I could have met
Ta-san, to see what inspired such dedication.

It is strange to think that they worked such great changes on history, but
there is no evidence, so that is good.  Only the motorcycle, and the records
of their having been in Germany at that time, remain.  There is no proof, not
even enough for a good suspicion, that the four of them were in the ISS, on
"loan" to the Nazi government.

The ISS burned their records when they were disbanded, and the Nazi's cleaned
up well when they were voted out of office, and the war ended.  

It is amusing, though, that while they were in Germany the highest levels of
the Nazi government had a strange accident while they were in a meeting, and
died of explosive decompression in an underground bunker.

Sa-san's R50 is so cute, and she loved her almost as much as she loved Na-san.
It is so sad that she couldn't marry her, but such things weren't done, and
aren't, yet, legal.

Ara-san and Ta-san, too, but they managed, with a little thought, and their
friends.  The big house the four of them shared is so empty, so bare, so
silent, so sad, since Na-san died, and now that Sa-san has passed, it is worse.

Ara-san says not to worry about him, but I do.  Their daughter doesn't visit
enough.  I have an impression that she is embarrassed by having four parents,
delightful as I find the idea.

They were so young, then, Ara-san, Na-san, and Sa-san were only twenty, Ta-san
twenty-one.

They'd just left, and been in Germany less than a month when the Nazi
government was beheaded, and Germany collapsed.  So much blood on those hands,
nearly two million civilians, German, Polish, Baltic, dead, and many times
more in Soviet casualties.

It could so easily have been so much worse.

I would have liked to say goodbye to Sa-san.

Ara-san says I will probably get the house, too, but I don't think I want it.
I just want my friends back, I have so few . . .

If it weren't so selfish, I'd even like them to haunt me, so that I wouldn't
need to miss them.

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