Today, as with all days, Lelouch, upon his return, headed straight for Nunnally's room and the both of them were soon talking in whispers. At that very moment I had brought them Nunnally's medicine, but as Lelouch and Nunnally-sama were hand-in-hand and engaged in their own tender, impenetrable world, I simply could not bear to disturb the both of them...
Could it be that... Lelouch-sama's secret does not stop at his desire to alter his appearance?
Nunnally-sama once told me that long ago, she and Euphie-sama, a lady of noble birth, fought over Lelouch-sama. It isn't unheard of for young girls who think the world of their family members to confuse their feelings for love and speak of marriage---- But could it be that to this day, this beautiful misunderstanding still exists between the two siblings? With no means of escape from that miniature garden, is it not possible that, unable to direct them anywhere else, Lelouch-sama is sublimating the three major desires of adolescence by immersing himself in the unique pleasure acquired through the act of crossdressing...?
Nay. I shall stop writing such delusional nonsense in my diary. Tonight as well, the aroma of baked cheese wafts from Lelouch-sama's room. It is precisely times like these that I must pull myself together----