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January 10, X
Weather: Cloudy
When I got home today, the sand sculpture was already asleep on my sofa.
I’m really stupid, ah. QAQ I remembered to block him on social media but forgot to take back my house key. In order to prevent this guy from breaking into my home when I’m gone, I decided to retrieve the key and reached into his pockets.
The things he could store in there were seriously eye-opening. I never thought that such a small pocket could hold so many things.
His phone, bank card, money–these sort of things were expected, but this guy actually carried around printed tissues.
It was the kind of printed tissues middle school girls would love most.
Considering the 19 year old Japanese girl he relentlessly pursued not too long ago, I reasonably suspected that this guy was fooling around with an even younger girl.
Ai1… He’s committing a crime, ah!
Because I couldn’t find the key, I changed pockets and turned this one over. As a result, I found something even more unfathomable.
He actually had a condom in his coat pockets…
Should I have praised him for carrying around a condom on his person? However, putting it in his coat pocket is a bit excessive, right?
Wasn’t he afraid of accidentally taking it out? Or was he ready to do it anytime and anywhere?
With a condom in my hand, I looked at the sand sculpture with a complex expression.
At that moment, he woke up.
He looked at the condom in my hand, then looked at me with a subtle expression.
I waited for him to give me an explanation. Instead, he bashfully lowered his head.
Hehe, this guy actually knew how to be shy?
Translator’s Note:
1. A sigh. ↩
Naeda’s Log: This is one of the entries I actually want a follow-up on.
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