Necromancer Survival

gh it? It’s too rude to read another’s diary in such detail!

     In addition, the mention of tear marks brought a memory to mind; it suddenly occurred to me that I wrote in the diary while angry from being treated poorly after that first time randomly joining a party for the [Owl’s Ghostship] dungeon.
Fuck…I think that’s it? Just as she pointed out, I wrote in my diary while in tears that day.

     “Ah, that’s right.
Hey, Choi Lee-kyung.
You wrote that you need to attend guild interviews, but why don’t you have a guild now?” Jung Garam said.

     “W-What do you mean?”

     “Was it April 3rd? ‘No matter how I see it, I need a guild…’ After writing that, you never mentioned a guild again.
No way, did you get dumped at the interview?” Jung Garam asked, reciting the contents of the diary.

     He asked purely, with an innocent look on his face, but…Do these bastards really have no common sense? Why are they asking these kind of questions after memorizing a diary that someone hid in the table? It’s not like they’re my homeroom teachers or anything! 1

     Furthermore, seeing how Seo Dawon was smiling with a mysterious expression, it seemed like he had already read my diary.

     “Hey, get out of here!” I tried to endure, but eventually I jumped up and grabbed Jung Garam, pulling him out of bed.
Earlier he wouldn’t budge, but now he docilely allowed me to catch him and send him out of the bedroom.

Bang!

     After sending all three servants out of the room, I slammed the door in front of them and quickly placed the diary in my inventory.

     Crazy bastards…… They’re so mean to people at every opportunity…

     Because of this diary incident, all my sleepiness was chased away and I was up until dawn.
How can I get my revenge on these servants? Time passed as I bit at my fingernails.

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     I was filled with chagrin–how easy to handle must I be for them to act this way?

 

* * *

 

     The next morning.

     I stayed up all night, and, when the time to wake up arrived, I opened the door with the nastiest face I could muster.
It’s late, but I thought I should at least get started in standing my ground.

     “You’ve woken?”

     “……”

     “I tried to make breakfast.”

     However, I couldn’t see hide nor hair of Kim Olim nor Jung Garam.
Instead, Seo Dawon smiled, saying that he made breakfast, wearing a black wrap-skirt apron that looked good on him.

     In order to not fall for Seo Dawon, who looked more kind and handsome than usual, I plunged the fork into the runny yolk of the fried egg that was placed in front of me!

     “You guys!” I shouted.

     “Mhm?”

     “The Diary…Wasn’t that too much?! You can’t just read that thoughtlessly and tease me!”

     Unexpectedly, Seo Dawon nodded.

      I thought he would make an excuse for his friends and fellow guild members, but, instead, he drew a smiley face on top of my fried egg with ketchup.
Dazed, I looked down at it and grabbed some french toast, who knows when all this was prepared.

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     Seo Dawon ignored my efforts to try and spear the french toast with my fork and simply directly placed it in my mouth.
Eating like this was comfortable, but…it felt like he was deliberately acting cute, trying to appease my anger.
Though, my disgruntled heart was slightly shaken.

     Damn……Why can’t I hold onto anger for long?

     “Y-You guys are seriously weird!” Eventually, I, though my feelings were successfully deflected, threw one last-ditch temper tantrum at Seo Dawon.

     However, Seo Dawon simply handed me warmed soy milk and smiled brightly.
Then, he drew a line in the sand as if he were an uninvolved party, “That’s right.
Those kids are a bit bad-tempered.”

     “You speak as if you aren’t the same…”

     “Me? I’m completely different.” Seo Dawon said, making the argument that he, at least, had some tact.
He laughed when I didn’t respond, but soon spoke in a serious tone, “Kim Olim and Jung Garam are being clumsy and tactless because they’re trying to collect various information on you.”

     “So, you’re asking me to understand them?”

     “No, rather than that I’d ask for you to make the best out of a bad situation.” Seo Dawon opened his mouth as if to say something more, but closed it without another word.

     I said nothing, recalling Seo Dawon when I first summoned him–how persistently he questioned me, investigating my private life.
Do all users who turned into servants change this way? I was appalled at that thought…

     “You woke up?” Just then, Jung Garam’s cheeky voice barrelled through the awkward silence.

 

 

 

TL: FYI, I might have to slow down/or do a short hiatus as my school year starts T_T I’ll update more in the discord channel once I figure things out.
Still mega-scatterbrained >.< but I’ll totally continue TL-ing~

Footnotes

This is, of course, referring to how homeroom teachers may rifle through your desks for sudden checks.