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Imperial Year 525, May 17th. Special Training Day 2.

It feels like it’s been a really long time since I last wrote in my diary. I first started writing after my mother, who was still awkward after adopting me, encouraged me to. If I try to calculate it, it’s roughly…

Hmm… I’m too lazy to calculate. Isn’t it enough to just remember that it’s been a long time? What more do I need to remember? Honestly, I don’t even remember what I wrote in my diary when I was little.

Of course, if I went to the Leviden Manor, I’d find out what I wrote in my childhood diary… but there’s no real reason to go to such lengths to find it, and above all… it’s embarrassing.

I just left it hidden in my room because it was awkward to deal with, but Rania might accidentally find it, so I should go and take care of it as soon as vacation starts.

Oh! I don’t remember anything I wrote in the diary, but there are a few things related to it that I still remember.

Especially the conversation I had with my mother when she first told me to write a diary. I still remember it. It was probably something like…

‘So, Sepia, how about you write a diary here?’

‘……………..’

‘Ah! Of course, I’m absolutely not forcing you! If you don’t want to write, you don’t have to!’

‘…What is it?’

‘Hm?’

‘…What is a diary?’

‘……Ahaha! A diary is where you write down what happened today.’

‘How do I write it?’

‘Well… I suppose it doesn’t matter how you write it, does it? It’s not like you’re writing it to show anyone anyway.’

‘……I don’t know.’

‘You can just write it like a report… Oh, is the word ‘report’ still hard to understand? Then how about trying to write it like a letter?’

That’s roughly how it went. My mother’s flustered expression when I asked her what a diary was still sticks with me even now. It was really funny.

It’s probably also my mother’s influence that I still write my diary like a letter, isn’t it?

Of course, I know now that this isn’t a normal way to write a diary, but who cares? I’m not writing this diary to show anyone, and no one is going to read this diary anyway.

So, why am I suddenly writing a diary again after not writing for so long?

There’s no special reason, actually. I was organizing the jewels I took out of the safe yesterday, and the scope of the cleaning grew. Perhaps the biggest reason is that I coincidentally found an empty diary.

And I also thought a little that recording the day’s training content in a diary might be helpful later.

Then, couldn’t this be considered a training log rather than a diary?

Hmm…………

Enough with the chitchat. Should I try writing about what happened today first?

Hmm… Hmm… Hmm.

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Hmm.

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Now that I’m actually trying to write, it’s not coming easily. Oh, it’s not that there’s nothing to write about in the diary, not at all. The problem is there’s too much. There wasn’t just one or two things that happened today, so I’m debating what to write first…

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Ah, I doodled again out of habit. But I did think of something, so aren’t these doodles okay?

I haven’t decided what to write first yet, but I remembered why I stopped writing my diary halfway through when I used to write it well as a child. I think writing a diary became boring because I was just doing the same spirit magic practice every day.

So, is the dilemma I’m in now a happy dilemma…?

I’ll slowly erase the doodles above later. For now, before writing about the training, it’s probably best to talk about the new family member, right?

Of course, even though I say family, it doesn’t mean my father and mother had a child or adopted one.

As I write this diary, the yellow bird whimpering sadly in that corner is named Chirpy. Just when I start to feel pity for its sad whimpers, remembering the reason it’s crying makes my pity vanish, leaving only laughter.

So, why is Chirpy doing that over there?

Pfft. It must be so embarrassed that it put on all sorts of airs, challenged the spirits, and then passed out in 3 seconds.

Oh! The name was finally decided as Chirpy. Of course, when Hogu first suggested “Chirpy,” both I and Chirpy looked at Hogu strangely.

It’s too tacky! Naming it Chirpy just because it chirps, how could he name it so carelessly?

It’s not like if a child cries “waah” later, we’ll name the child “Waah”!… No, Hogu might actually do that. So I mustn’t let Hogu name a child…

No, no. It sounds weird as I write this, doesn’t it? So, if! If, by some slim chance! Hogu has a child, then the wife should be the one to name it.

…Still, I might have a child someday, so shouldn’t I at least think of a name?

…Huh? Ah. But you hated it so much, so how did Chirpy end up being Chirpy?

At first, Chirpy got really angry when it heard the name “Chirpy,” so I eventually thought of a name and told it, but it lowered its head and pointed at Hogu with its wing.

Ugh, thinking about it makes me mad!

What’s wrong with Lightning Thunder?! Honestly, isn’t Lightning Thunder cooler than a tacky name like Chirpy?

I’ve already written this much. I’m sleepy now… Still, I’m writing this for training, so I should at least write a little about the special training before sleeping, right?

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Imperial Year 525, May 18th. Special Training Day 3.

I ended up falling asleep in the middle yesterday, so I couldn’t write anything about the training. This is a diary for training, so shouldn’t I at least write a little about the training content? Alright, I’ll write about what happened during training right away.

First! Before that, I should briefly write about what happened before training.

Lightning Thun… No, Chirpy challenged the spirits again today and is crying after being defeated.

And today, just like yesterday, I went to school with Hogu. Don’t misunderstand, I definitely didn’t time it to go to school with him.

After all, the time we go to school together is only about 10 minutes, so there’s no way I would have timed it just for 10 minutes.

It’s true I waited a little in front of the dorms! But that’s… well, yes! It’s more efficient to go together if we’re going at similar times anyway.

And oh? If someone tries to talk to us on the way to school, I help out because Hogu might find it annoying, and as an added bonus, when I’m walking with Hogu, fewer strangers talk to me.

Enough about Hogu! Otherwise, this will become a Hogu observation log instead of a training log. A Hogu observation log, huh? Not bad… No, no, it’s bad! Why should I write an observation log about that guy? It’s irritating!

At this rate, I won’t be able to talk about training again today. It’s all because of Hogu. Yes, it’s all because of Hogu. Now, shall I talk about the training?

Hmm.

…….. It’s strange, when I write in a stream of consciousness, it flows well without getting stuck, but when I try to think about what to write, it doesn’t come easily.

Hmm. Hmm. So, that’s… Ugh! Forget it, I’ll write the rest after I shower. The diary isn’t going anywhere.

I came out after showering and Chirpy is crying in the corner again. It probably challenged a spirit and got defeated in the meantime. See, the story strayed again. This is Chirpy’s fault, but it’s Hogu’s fault too.

First, shall I try to remember what I did in academy class?

Today, until lunchtime, the special class students and I all attacked Professor Alicia, and today we really regrettably failed the attack. I feel like we’re just a little bit away from succeeding. Of course, if the Professor used mana, it would be different.

After that, we all ate lunch together.

And in the afternoon class, it was Professor Gedra’s lesson, so I sparred one-on-one with Hogu. In my heart, I wanted to practice dodging skeleton attacks during Professor Gedra’s time too, but doing that in a crowded place would probably be impossible.

Should I just tell Hogu to skip class and… no, to train? Since Hogu is so easygoing, if I tempt him, he’ll fall for it quickly…

No, no! I’m not talking about training again, only about Hogu! Anyone would think I spend all day thinking about Hogu!

The more I think about it, the angrier I get, so I can’t write any more in my diary today. Tomorrow, I’ll definitely write about training first.

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Imperial Year 525, May 20th. Special Training Day 5.

At least today, I think I can start with training. It’s not a good story, though. Oh, of course, the training is proceeding smoothly. I don’t get hit by attacks from normal skeletons, and I’ve now somewhat figured out the attacks from strange skeletons.

But why isn’t it a good story?

Because I was caught secretly training in the forest! Thinking about it makes me so dumbfounded that my anger even faded away.

If I had been caught normally, I wouldn’t have been this angry, since it’s true that Hogu and I used the forest without permission.

But why am I so angry?

Because Hogu is why we got caught! If Hogu hadn’t foolishly kept singing strange songs loudly like ‘Sepia-ssi, cheer up, I’m here for you,’ during training, we wouldn’t have been caught.

But one way or another, the problem was resolved. The person who found us was Professor Idra. After some back and forth discussion between Hogu and her, she actually gave us a permit.

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Imperial Year 525, May 25th. Special Training Day 10.

It’s already been 10 days of training. I read through the diary I’ve been writing. At first, I was going to burn or get rid of this diary after 30 days, but now that I think about it, it feels a bit regrettable.

Of course, there’s a lot of embarrassing content, but it doesn’t matter since only I’m going to see it, right?

There’s no possibility that anyone else will see this diary besides me.