I don't keep a diary, I only spoil life.

Wakaba Mutsu.

As the unlucky guy whose life was exposed in today's diary.

She was unable to cope with her fluctuating emotions.

She already possessed the 'slow start' characteristic of Regigigas, and the scenes from today kept replaying in her mind.

The unease of having the truth revealed;

Fearful silence in the face of Xiao Xiang's suggestion.

Then there was Xiao Xiang's panicked and self-reproachful departure.

His blank, lifeless eyes gradually filled with confusion.

This keeps Xiao Mu from feeling tired even at 2 a.m.

At this moment, he was sitting blankly in a corner of the room, holding his diary.

She couldn't understand the diary that seemed to treat exposing other people's wounds as entertainment.

Looking at this diary entry, which claims to be an attempt to restore one's personality.

Listen to that voice again.

She abruptly pulled at her cheeks and curled up on the bed.

Suddenly remembering something, she walked to the table, took out a pen, and wanted to leave a message in her diary.

But when the time came, she hesitated.

She really wanted to say that she was fine.

But... how can she express that she's doing well?

I really want to stop the mysterious person from leaking information.

But... people say it's for her own good.

Maybe... she meant maybe...

Are they asleep at this time?

Would it be more appropriate for her to wait until 8 a.m. to post it?

Mutual brainstorming.

After a fierce internal struggle, her eyelids grew heavier and heavier, but she became more and more energetic.

They even started referring to samples, reading through other people's comments one by one, slowly learning new knowledge.

Thinking consumes brain cells, but she felt she should send a message to respond to the mysterious person A.

But deep within her inner world, some people were speechless.

Look at Xiao Mu's human-computer interaction.

The doll-like Metis paced anxiously back and forth.

She really wished she could switch identities with Ruoye Mu to post comments and get a few likes.

Why doesn't Xiao Mu know when to shine?

Still spacing out!

This is a true deity!

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! They even mentioned you in their notes, so why not make sure you're mentioned now? What are you waiting for?

The diary comments section is so messy and scribbled over, there's practically no space left to write anything!

Oh dear!! Seriously, how did you fall asleep?!

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The next chapter will be 4 words, because this chapter is only 2 words.

Chapter 25. Diary entry for the fifth day, let me give you a summary (5k)

The answer is obvious;

Dumb Mu Chun hoards resources but does nothing.

Motish was shivering with cold.

Seeing her snoring quietly, I wished I could shout "That can take her place!" and kick Mumu away.

Where is justice? Where is the law?!

Ugh! This is so unfair to Mo!

When will a strong hero like me be released from the ban list?

Mu Zimi is definitely an actor and a player!

I couldn't help but angrily shout, "Capital, you win!"

Motis grunted unhappily and severed her mental connection with Muzimi.

She picked up the only thing in her mental space—the diary marked with her name—and began to read it angrily.

In the end, somewhat confused, he and Mu Tou went to Mengzhuang, entering a standby state with only two hours left.

Because she stayed up so late to sleep, Mu Zimi almost missed her class.

Only when the maid urged them;

She curled up tightly at the head of the bed while sleeping, her little head resting on the top of her diary before she finally changed her clothes and sat at the dining table, regretting that she hadn't written in her diary.

After a long and tiring journey, we finally managed to take our seats before the preparatory bell rang.

After enduring a morning of classes, during the lunch break, Ruo Yemu would occasionally pick up her diary with her fair hands, glancing at the black smears in the comments section with a slightly troubled expression, exuding a strong sense of human interaction.

While I was lost in thought, I could hear conversations coming from the next table.

"Sigh, you don't know, there was someone making strange noises near my house early yesterday morning."

"A strange cry? What kind of strange cry?"

“Oh my god! My parents told me to be careful lately, saying that someone was laughing wildly, but the security guards didn’t even catch a glimpse of the suspect, let alone catch the person.”

"..."

No longer listening to the discussion, Ruoye Mu tossed her hair.

Clutching the diary to my chest, I walked to a quiet spot outside, wanting nothing more than to escape the hustle and bustle.

As I walked, my thoughts drifted back to a myriad of things.

Same old three dishes.

Fear of seeing a doctor, guilt towards Xiao Xiang, and worry about the diary being exposed.

Then combine the three into one;

She was lost again.

Then a sense of fear welled up inside me.

But when I touched that diary...

That feeling of excitement gradually faded away.

Looking at the diary filled with the name "Xiao Mu,"

A slight ripple flashed in Ruoye Mu's eyes.

This excludes the guitar;

The first thing that truly belonged only to her.

Regardless of what impact this rather troublesome diary might have on her in the future.

At least for this moment, Ruo Yemu regards it as a precious treasure.

And he never puts his diary down even when it's not being updated.

anyway...

"Shouldn't it be time for an update?"

Wakaba Mutsu murmured.

I reread the diary.

There was no movement.

He then took out his phone.

Tap Xiangzi's Line.

Hesitating for a long time,

The ins and outs haven't been clearly explained.

Should we start with the earth-shattering statement, "It all started with bitterness, and we parted on bad terms"?

Or are we just going to stick to the facts and only discuss the issue of character?

Or perhaps we could explore the various pieces of information found in the diary?

Ruo Yemu pondered more and more until a pop-up appeared on her LINE account.

[Yukinoshita Haruno requests to become your friend!]

"..."

After much hesitation, Xiao Mu politely declined the invitation.

The moment my fingertips tapped "No," I was just lucky—

At the same time, a fresh line of ink appeared on the diary beside him with a rustling sound.

Looking at the long-awaited diary entry, Xiao Mu's turbulent emotions began to stabilize.

His furrowed brows relaxed;

He read aloud in a soft voice, as if reciting a masterpiece.

"Children...don't be afraid. I...have come to save you with my diary!"

"Sorry for being late again, haha... sorry... I'm going to be... Batman!?"

As each word is read aloud, and amidst the complaints of notebook holders around the world, the contents of the new day's diary slowly appear.

The same formulaic start as always.

But there is one difference from usual;

I've been late updating my diary for two days in a row.

Considering Li Yinguang's firm promise yesterday that he would no longer delay updates;

It has a Chaplin-esque humor;

"If you don't want to write, then don't. You're always late with your updates." Kasumigaoka Utaha, who had been waiting for a long time, offered her criticism.

Mai Sakurajima, who was waiting by her diary right on time, saw new content appear and immediately shared it in the group chat and reminded everyone.

Speaking of which...

"Yukino Yukinoshita is quite proactive." Glancing at the group chat that was gradually expanding to nearly 10 people, Mai Sakurajima sighed inwardly and said that some connections and resources should be controlled by people with such initiative and courage.

"..." After repeatedly trying to close the diary without success, Yukino Yukinoshita looked stern, her pretty face cold as she crossed her arms and stared at the diary that seemed to float in front of her like Aladdin's lamp.

Batman?