Ah, here we are again. Just another day of a week of a year. Wake up, freshen up, eat breakfast, and head to school. No demonic beings trying to destroy the world or some super-secret cult or society chasing their objectives to the ends of the earth. Sounds like an ordinary daily life of a high school kid like me.

Nice light works. Hey robed people, where can I get some of those?

There are shrine maidens walking around in town in broad daylight. They seem pretty dedicated, cleaning the pathways.

The town seems to get pretty active when a different colored moon comes out too. Makes me wonder if they tire of festivals.

Hey, best friend (only friend). Why are you always getting into these situations? No really, stop that. I can't breathe if I'm always between you and your many female friends.
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The story of a high school boy whose ordinary(?) life changes right before his eyes. His mind registers events differently, whether he is unconsciously doing it or not. Possibly the most hypocritical person and chooses to believe in what he thinks is happening than focusing on reality.

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Hey, the author here. The first story I will be posting. Simply put, this will be something not regularly updated and more of something I do when I'm bored. Everyone does have their own life after all.

The real reason though? I either procrastinate, or don't have good ideas, or I just suck at writing and achieve the bane of all writers, the stump, in a matter of seconds. It also doesn't help that I'm not that great at dialogue or comedy so there's that I guess.

Thanks for reading and enjoy -or don't-.