Among the books Marisa borrowed, Patchouli's diary was mixed in....I'm returning the books. I'm sorry for all this time.No way!? How unusual.InsensibilityMonth ◯ Date ◯
Marisa came to the library.
Ever since the red fog incident, she turns up occasionally to steal my grimoires.
That girl is hopeless....I don't mind, but Marisa is really strange today, huh?What is she saying, the books are worthless.I'm going to read it!Also... this is rather sudden, but do you want to go to the village teahouse?Month △ Date ✕
Marisa came today too. Normally I don't go out much so listening to her story was really refreshing. I wonder if she will come tomorrow too. Month ✕ Date ※
Even if I tell her to return my books, she always dodges the subject and never give back any in the end. Perhaps she would never come here again if I were to say it too intensely. As I thought so, I can't say it too strictly. I'm starting to hate my vulgar self for trying to tempt her in. I wish I had some other charm other than just books. Month ☐ Date ☆
Today Marisa didn't talk about anything in particular but just picked out some books and went back home. I guess it's only natural because she came to take books, not to meet me. I thought she'd be talking about something so I made some black tea. In the end, I drank them all by myself.
