Chapter 75: Fixed-Orbit Observation Target

"If it’s about studying, I’m quite confident."

Kaguya Sigong was confident for a rare moment.

She rarely boasted about her own abilities, but she was indeed quite experienced in studying.

"If necessary, I’ll trouble you then, Sigong-san."

"Hmm, don't mention it."

Not good at it in the past, and still not good at it now.

The problem of studying is truly a lost cause.

"Ren-sama, what is it that we are doing now?"

"Right now?"

Ren Amamiya thought slightly, then shook his head.

"There’s no need to do anything deliberately."

"The world we are in is not a story with a fixed script."

"If our script had been fixed long ago, we wouldn't have gathered here."

He spread his hands toward Kaguya Sigong.

"Sigong-san’s reactions and actions are actually not those of a 'love-brain' at all."

"Her actions and methods are quite rational."

"We are not pioneers, nor are we creators."

"Right now, we are observers."

"Accompanying the observation of this world, we come to know more things."

"We understand this world better through the story, and then step by step, we head toward the path we choose."

"That is what we are going to do now."

Having said this, Ren Amamiya smiled.

"Hmm, this is actually the nice way of putting it."

"To put it bluntly, we don't have any plans; we’ve chosen to take it one step at a time."

"Oh~ just like Nagi usually is."

Nagi Sanzenin’s face twitched, and she looked at Isumi speechlessly.

The others were about to laugh out loud.

They all knew about Nagi Sanzenin’s homebody attribute.

Living day by day, isn't that exactly like Nagi Sanzenin’s daily life?

Maria, standing behind, covered her mouth to hide her smile.

"Ren-san, who do you think our observation target should be now?"

"This question is actually very simple."

"As long as we keep an eye on Kudo, I think there will definitely be things for us to observe."

"The diary is just like that."

"Recording the stories seen and experienced every day."

"I think it probably also exists because it wants to record more stories."

Maria thought for a while and nodded slightly.

No one knows why the miraculous diary exists.

But clearly, its meaning for existence is to record Ren-san’s daily life.

The more stories one participates in, the greater the benefits provided behind the scenes.

But at the same time, this isn't just recording what happens in the stories.

It is a record centered on Ren Amamiya.

Not other people’s stories, but the stories Ren Amamiya experiences.

"Ren-san, then wouldn't the diary want to record your story even more?"

"Mine?"

Ren Amamiya was silent for a while; he couldn't rule out such a statement.

"Indeed, the possibility of such a statement is quite high."

"If that’s the case, this diary really wants me to step out of the house."

Honestly, he really doesn't like going out and moving around.

He also belongs to the homebody type.

But if the diary really has such a meaning for existence, then he really will have to go out and move around often in the future.

After all, it’s his life that is being recorded.

But is there any need to record an unchanging life?

Ren Amamiya took out the diary and tapped his head gently with it.

"Are you my mom?"

There’s no need to think too much about his own affairs for now.

After all, as someone who stays at home all year round and doesn't go out proactively, he still needs to consider the interestingness of the story.

Another reason, naturally, is that if he stays at home, he can't get others involved.

Therefore, before his story can move out of the house, he still needs to make other people’s stories the theme of observation.

"If it’s Shinichi, then should I go and keep an eye on him?"

Mao Li Lan raised her hand.

"No need."

Ren Amamiya shook his head slightly.

"Mao Li, you shouldn't suggest things you don't want to do yourself."

"If you were willing to keep an eye on Kudo, you wouldn't have moved out of the house."

"Since you’ve already moved out, don't force yourself to go back."

Mao Li Lan paused slightly; she really didn't have any intention of going back.

Her father took money from Uncle Kudo to take care of Shinichi, and she didn't have the nerve to tell her father not to take care of Shinichi.

It can only be said that she herself didn't want to take on the job of taking care of Shinichi, otherwise she wouldn't have used an excuse to run out.

"However..."

Ren Amamiya’s tone changed.

"Mao Li, is your father’s cooking really that bad?"

"Eh? I guess so; Dad almost can't make anything well."

"I only know that Dad’s level is only a notch better than Mom’s."

"That won't do."

Ren Amamiya’s expression became serious.

"Mao Li, you can make some things at your mother’s house and send them to your father."

"Regardless of anything else, you should still make your father’s life a bit better."

"While comforting your father, you can incidentally ask about his recent living situation."

Mao Li Lan was stunned for a moment, then understood.

Although it was still a way of fishing for information, she didn't need to move back.

As long as she used the excuse that her father couldn't cook, it wouldn't be a problem to bring him some comfort items, right?

After showing concern for her father, asking about his recent situation also seemed quite reasonable.

"Hmm, I’ll go prepare some things tomorrow."

"I hope Dad can work seriously."

"And that Shinichi can cooperate with Dad to hide his identity well."

Actually, she was really worried about whether her father could take care of himself.

Because since moving to her mother’s side, she deeply realized that her mother really didn't know how to take care of herself.

She didn't cook her own three meals; she always ordered takeout.

Coffee, fries, burgers, and pizza were the norm in her mother’s life.

Hmm, she was indeed scared by her mother’s norm.

Now Mao Li Lan was also a bit worried; she didn't know if her father could get used to it after she left home for a while.

Withdrawing her thoughts, Mao Li Lan felt a pair of scrutinizing eyes lingering on her.

Shifting her gaze, it was Ren.

She twisted her body a bit uncomfortably.

"Ren, is there something on me?"

"No, I just think, Mao Li, have you lost some weight?"

— Author's Notes —

PS: New book is out, seeking data.