Tropical Land opes gates at 9 a.m.

  On weekends, the park was already bustling, with many people lined up outside to buy tickets.

  [Dear guests, thank you for your patiehe park is now open. Please queue up in an orderly mao enter.]

  As the annou pyed, the waiting crowd surged into the amusement park, filling it with life and energy.

  Most attras and facilities in the park were already prepared to wele the influx of visitors, ensuring everything ran smoothly even with the sudden rush of people.

  However, the food and beverage stalls weren't as pht away.

  Since amusement park food was retively expensive and most people had eaten breakfast before arriving, the food stalls typically didn't see much business until about an hour after the park opened.

  Meanwhile, staff members dressed in mascot es began appearing throughout the park, handing out flyers and iing with guests.

  Naturally, Ren was among them.

  "Excuse me, could I have a balloon, please?"

  Hearing the soft voice behind him, Ren quickly turned around, picked up a balloon from the stack beside him, and ha to the source of the voice.

  Through the limited field of vision in his mascot e, he saw a young girl wearing a dark purple kimono.

  Her hair was styled in a purple princess cut, and her voice was soft and sweet, carrying a refiohat hi her noble upbringing.

  Even though her kimono was simple in design, it was clear from the fabrid craftsmanship that it was expensive.

  "Thank you."

  The little girl thanked him politely, instantly earning Ren's favor.

  Polite children were endearing no matter the circumstances.

  As the girl turned and walked away, disappearing into the crowd, Reuro his work.

  The purple-haired girl didn't go far, however. She was escorted by a group of attendants te, secluded work van parked within the park.

  "Miss Isumi, please step inside."

  "Yes."

  The little girl ehe van, her face lighting up with a bright smile as she spotted her friend inside.

  "Nagi-!"

  "You're here, Isumi."

  Nagi beamed as she greeted her friend, taking her hand and leadio sit on the plush sofa at the back of the van.

  "Well, Isumi, what do you think? Doesn't that man seem a little unusual?"

  "Yes, he does seem a bit strange."

  Saginomiya Isumi recalled the enter and houghtfully.

  The man seemed lifeless, yet he didn't exude the aura of someoined for death. What's more, there were three spirits lingering around him, but none of them seemed i on harming him. It was a bizarre situation.

  Still, Isumi couldn't help but feel puzzled.

  "How did you e to know this man, Nagi-?"

  "Hee hee~"

  Nagi chuckled and held up the diary that only she could see.

  "It's because I have this diary. It tains the thoughts and writings of that man."

  Hearing this, a fsh of curiosity crossed Isumi's eyes. She trated her spiritual power, attempting to dis the nature of the diary.

  However, despite her efforts, the diary remained invisible to her.

  "So, this time, it's something beyond my abilities…"

  Unlike Maria, Isumi had no reason to doubt Nagi's words. She trusted her friend implicitly and was certain that the diary was real, even if she couldn't see it herself.

  bining the strauation surrounding the man with Nagi's diary, Isumi cluded that there was indeed some sort of e between Nagi and the man.

  Otherwise, how could Nagi know so much about him?

  With this thought, Isumi settled herself more fortably beside Nagi.

  "So, Nagi-, your pn is to observe this man's as today and pare them with the tents of his diary to see if there are any insistencies?"

  Nagi's face lit up with delight.

  "Exactly!"

  "He mentiowo names in his diary, Shido Masayoshi and Akechi Goro. He wrote that he's already firmed these two people do in this world."

  "He also cimed that our world is just a story, though he provided expnations about the reality of this world as well."

  "I see. So that's why you're so ied in him."

  Isumi nodded in uanding. She wasirely sure about the authenticity of the diary's tents, but it was clear that Nagi found the topic fasating.

  Her gaze returo the monitor dispying the man in the mascot e.

  "Well, it seems you've found the right person this time, Nagi-. There's definitely something unusual about him."

  "So, are you pnning to just sit here and watch him all day?"

  "Of course not."

  Nagi waved her hand dismissively, a bored expression crossing her face.

  "Isumi, you, Maria, and I are going to explore the amusement park instead. We'll leave the monit to Kus."

  "???"

  Kus, who had been silently standing behind them, had a look of fusion on his face.

  "Miss, but your safety and Miss Isumi's…"

  "That's what Maria is for! Don't worry, Maria is far more capable than you think. I wouldn't be surprised if she knew some kind of assassination teiques. Ordinary people wouldn't stand a ce against her."

  Maria, who had just been burdened with such high expectations, felt her blood pressure rise.

  Why oh would an ordinary maid like her know assassination teiques?

  Still, knowing Nagi's personality, Maria chose not tue. Instead, she gave the nearby bodyguards a meaningful gnce, silently instrug them to keep a close eye on the girls.

  The bodyguards, experienced and professional, quickly uood Maria's iions.

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  While Nagi and Isumi were busy pnning their day, two other young dies arrived at the entrance of Tropical Land.

  As the car doors opehe two girls stepped out simultaneously.

  Their gazes met, and surprise fshed across their faces. her had expected to see the other here.

  "Long time no see, Miss Suzuki."

  The bck-haired girl, her expression id reserved, spoke first. Her words were polite, but her tone was distant.

  "And you, Miss Ice Queen. What are you doing at an amusement park? I didn't think you had a pyful side."

  The brown-haired girl regarded her terpart with a mix of helplessness and disdain.

  To be ho, this was the st person she wao enter.

  Whenever she spoke to this girl, it felt like talking to a frozen doll, her face devoid of aion.