There is the feeling that I must choose soon between L and my life. Well, everything I've built my life to be. And despite my determination to just bow out in a blaze of glory, have an amicable divorce from Kiyomi, and live in a house with L, I worry that I won't. I know that I won't. I'll choose a job over him and he'll never forgive me. But I did marry him in this life where I'm no one. To prove something to him and myself, I married him. Tomorrow I'll be Prime Minister of Japan, husband of Kiyomi, father to a son and heir, and important again. That life supports my ego while L only dismantles it. I don't think I could be satisfied with only one of my choices in my life. I know myself, you see.