"Do you want to make this message public?"
The system's voice sounded again.
This time, Asakusa Toru answered without hesitation:
"Yes!"
Of course he had to make it public.
If he didn't, could he even call himself human?
"Do you want to add an 'annotation' to this message?"
The confirmation prompt appeared again.
"Oh? You can annotate it too?"
He straightened up immediately.
"Then I'd better give the little princess a proper label."
But what exactly counted as an "annotation"?
He soon found out.
"A single question mark is too simple. It doesn't show her identity clearly."
"Just tagging her identity isn't enough either. I need everyone to feel how important this name is."
"And a question mark is just a question mark. The thoughts and emotions behind it are another thing. That needs to be interpreted."
"She only wrote '?'. Can I maybe… ah, no, that's not allowed."
His pen flew across the page.
With a grand gesture, he added a massive annotation to the princess's precious little question mark.
So the message in the diary became:
[The Number-One Romance-Brained Super-Connected Frail Rich Princess Who Never Touches the Ground:
"?"
When I type this question mark, it doesn't mean I have a problem. It means I think you have a problem. Maybe you don't. But after thinking carefully, you probably still do.]
This was what you called "recognizability."
Actually, he wanted to write an even more outrageous word.
But the diary stopped him.
So he settled for "never touches the ground" instead.
Not because it was too mean.
Because the diary wouldn't allow it.
Then he thought:
If the princess's message could be "decorated," what about the two-faced girl's message?
He flipped back to Kushida's massive 27-page rant.
"Wow, that's a lot… I don't really want to edit all of this…"
"Huh? You can delete—no, 'feature' parts of it?"
Hearing the rules, he grinned.
So basically:
Bad comments? Delete them?
Nice.
Way too nice.
He flipped through the pages rapidly, searching for a suitable excerpt.
Can't use the ones insulting me.
Can't use the ones insulting the diary.
Then—
"This one."
He stopped.
"But if it's only cursing D-Class, isn't that too obvious?"
"If you're going to curse, why not curse everyone?"
He stroked his chin thoughtfully.
"Since exaggeration—ah, I mean, 'annotation'—worked before…"
"Then if I do it like this…"
"Oh. That works."
His eyes lit up.
Then don't blame me.
Blame the diary.
First: feature it.
Then: decorate it.
Finally: curse everyone.
[Stamp-Hand Sister:
Stupid Sakayanagi Seiji, stupid Sakagami Kazuma, stupid Chabashira Sae, stupid Hoshinomiya Chie, stupid Yamauchi Haruki, stupid Sakayanagi Arisu, stupid Hashimoto Masayoshi, stupid Horikita Suzune, stupid Ike Kanji, stupid Ryuuen Kakeru, stupid Ishizaki Daichi, stupid Kanzaki Ryuji, stupid Asakusa Toru, stupid Ayanokouji Kiyotaka, stupid Kouenji Rokusuke, stupid Kushida Kikyo, stupid Hasebe Haruka, stupid Nagumo Miyabi, stupid Horikita Manabu—
You're all idiots! All idiots! Super ultra idiots! This whole school is a rotten idiot school!]
Looking at the distorted, diary-adjusted version that was still recognizable yet disconnected from reality, Asakusa smiled in satisfaction.
Insulting me directly? Not allowed.
Insulting "Asakusa Toru"? Totally fine.
Ancient wisdom says: a person must have principles.
Clearly, our two-faced "Stamp-Hand Sister," Miss Kushida Kikyo, lacked conviction.
If you're going to curse people, do it properly.
Don't just curse D-Class.
Don't just curse students.
There are so many idiots in this school.
Why assume teachers aren't idiots?
Why assume the chairman isn't?
Why assume staff aren't?
Exactly.
The whole school is an idiot school.
That's the spirit.
And hey—
If everyone's an idiot…
Maybe you are too?
So tell me.
Should idiots be cursed?
Of course.
Absolutely.
Curse them properly.
The only pity was that these messages wouldn't be fully public.
Only diary holders could see them.
Sure, he could copy and leak them.
But he had no good anonymous method yet.
So—
Hurry up and give me a good reward.
[Today's record completed. Evaluation: A. Drawing reward.]
[Reward obtained: Skill "Voice Transmission."]
As if responding to his thoughts, the long-delayed settlement finally arrived.
Naturally, he instantly understood how the skill worked.
Name: Voice Transmission
Type: Skill
Effect: Condense your voice and transmit it in one direction to a chosen target.
Note: "Do not use it to harass other people's ears."
"…Damn. Even voice transmission now."
Feeling the ability respond like an extension of his body, Asakusa looked surprised.
This was his first skill.
But—
"Then why the hell didn't you give me skills earlier?!"
He thought this diary only gave items.
If it could give skills, why give him a gym membership instead of a full physique?
…So he could touch legs more conveniently?
What kind of personal trainer nonsense is that?
Putting the leg issue aside—
The moment he saw this skill's effect, he remembered his old D-rank reward.
Name: Bowtie Voice Changer
Type: Item
Effect: Input enough voice samples to build models. You may freely choose which model to use.
Note: "Not Conan."
Combine this.
With Voice Transmission.
And you tell me—
"You're not allowed to harass people"?
Yeah, right.
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