NOVEL NEXT Chapter 1: Section 1
[Hello everyone, my name is Amamiya Ren. This is a very abrupt self-introduction, and honestly, I think so myself.]
[First, I need to clarify something: if anyone can see this diary, then this must be an "exposed diary" scenario. In simple terms, the diary I write will be read by certain heroines and female supporting characters. Through reading my diary, they will gain insights into the storyline.]
[Here, I must emphasize the concept of the storyline. When reading this diary, the only thing you need to be sure of is that you are real, this world is real, and the reason I know about your stories and some future events is because tales from one world have entered another world as information, where they were recorded by mangaka and novelists. That's how I came to know about your stories.]
[Although this explanation is complicated, it is also very important.]
[From the moment I was born and learned that my name was Amamiya Ren, I became cautious about whether a politician named Shido Masayoshi and a traitor named Akechi Goro existed.]
[The answer? In my fifteen years of life, I haven't found anyone by those names.]
[Great! That means this world won't be dominated by false gods, and I don't have to play the role of a savior.]
[But then, when I turned fifteen and entered high school, I learned that my school was called Teitan High School and that the city I lived in was named Beika City.]
[Oh my God! Why didn't I notice I was living in Beika City?]
[Never mind. It was precisely because I suddenly realized that my hometown was Beika City that I decided to pick up the notebook I got a year ago.]
[Well, not for any grand reason—just that I hope to avoid getting caught up in the "God of Death" incidents that plague Beika City.]
At this point, Amamiya Ren paused his writing.
Ending the first diary entry here was enough.
As for whether anyone would read it—he had written this diary fully expecting it to be read.
"It should follow the exposed diary trope. I just hope it's not a worldwide exposure. But that shouldn't be the case. If I recall correctly, a worldwide exposure usually happens when a past diary is revealed."
"That wouldn't be an exposed diary scenario so much as a case where my middle school diary gets uncovered and made real. That would be less of an exposed diary and more of a 'chuunibyou reality manifestation' scenario."
If his middle school diary were to become real, it would establish a narrative that he was some kind of mastermind behind the scenes.
However, that kind of story would hinge on the past diary, not his current one.
Looking at the special ability he had received...
A whole year had passed without any changes to it. This diary was something he had just started writing, so it should fall under the exposed diary category.
Different genres required different styles of writing.
A behind-the-scenes diary needed to be written in an awe-inspiring manner—otherwise, how could the grand schemes in a chuunibyou diary be realized properly?
On the other hand, an exposed diary should be written sincerely. If there was a mutual understanding, he wouldn't deliberately write about embarrassing topics, ensuring that things wouldn't become too awkward if he ever encountered the readers.
At that moment, inside a grand mansion, a twin-tailed girl was reading the diary.
"Heh~ I didn't expect someone like this to actually exist."
Her heart was filled with curiosity and intrigue.
And she was someone with a strong drive to take action—or rather, someone who could make others take action for her.
"Maria!"
Before long, a girl dressed as a Victorian maid entered the bedroom.
"What is it this time, Nagi-chan?"
Her skin was fair and delicate, and her maid uniform—conservative, blue with white trim—covered her entire body so completely that even her figure was obscured. Only her cute face and a pair of fair hands were visible.
But even from this alone, it was clear that this maid was undoubtedly a very adorable girl.
"Maria, I've found something interesting!"
Sanzenin Nagi's eyes sparkled with excitement.
Maria looked up.
"This kid is at it again."
Maria knew all too well what kind of personality the young lady she cared for had—immensely curious, but with a fleeting attention span.
So, whenever Nagi got excited about something, it usually meant trouble for Maria.
Maria sighed.
"So, what is it this time?"
"I found someone interesting!"
"Hmm?"
Maria immediately felt something was off.
This girl, who never left her room, found someone interesting?
"The window in Nagi's room is quite far from the outside. Did someone climb in?"
For a moment, Maria almost completely lost faith in the Sanzenin family's security team, internally questioning whether they were capable of watching the courtyard at all.
"Nagi, did you see someone in the yard? Did the guards let someone in again?"
"..."
The excitement on Nagi's face immediately turned into speechless frustration.
"Maria, those idiots might be unreliable, but they're not that bad at their jobs."
"And Claude isn't dead yet. How could he let someone in so easily?"
Unexpectedly, Maria nodded slightly, continuing along the train of thought.
"Indeed, Mr. Claude isn't that old."
Nagi instinctively agreed, but then suddenly realized that the topic had been completely derailed. She immediately protested.
"Maria! That's not the point! The point is, I found an interesting person!"
Seeing that her diversion tactic had failed, Maria had no choice but to return to the original topic.
"Nagi, where exactly did you find this 'interesting person' when you never leave your room?"
"Well..."
Maria's single sentence left Nagi at a loss for words.
Noticing the helpless look in Maria's eyes—one that seemed to say "I knew you were making things up again"—Nagi directly picked up the diary.
"From this diary!"
"A diary?"
Maria glanced at Nagi's empty hands with a puzzled expression.
"Nagi, have you gone delusional? You're not holding anything."