Danuki Diary - pt 8

    I really need to hide things better, while it’s been several days since my last entry there has been several reasons for that. One being nothing of interest has happened, and two being that a day or so after accidentally drinking that ‘energy drink’ which turned out to be something called “diluted manticore venom” Miyabi found ONE of my journals, and it just so happened to be the one I wrote down while under the effects of that wretched drink. I’ll do my best to recall everything I can, which should be easy given the eventfulness of the last few weeks coupled with the fact that since the discovery of the journals I’ve shown more restraint as a man to keep anything like it from occurring again.

So let’s start from the top; with the discovery of my journal. It happened a day and a half after the manticore incident. I had been wandering the grounds outside, using a journal I specifically designated for noting down the estate and surrounding area when I was approached by Matilda.

“Sir Anon, could you please come with me, Lady Miyabi requests your presence inside.” Matilda said, motioning me to follow her.

“Alright, but you two things Matilda: One you didn’t see me writing down anything, and for the second thing could you not call me Sir Anon?” I asked as we followed the path from the garden behind the estate back inside. “It feels weird, never been called ‘sir’ before and I can’t get used to it.”

“I’ll honor your request as lord of the estate Anon if that’s what you wish.”

    Being called these titles is something I’ll have to get used to, however Matildas words earned a sigh from me as I pinched the bridge of my nose out of irritation. Stepping through the ballroom that connected the gardens outside to the estate I looked around at the now empty ballroom as we walked through it, I remembered how only days ago had this been filled with the sounds of people and music. Realizing this made the estate feel a lot more empty despite all the maids and Miyabi.

The thought of Miyabi raised a question, “Matilda, do you know what Miyabi wants of me?” I asked.

“Lady Miyabi said there was something she wished to discuss with you Anon and sent me to fetch you.” She said, again without turning around.

    Climbing the stairs in the ballroom to the second floor we made our way to the west wing, stopping outside the door to my former room now personal study.

“Lady Miyabi is inside, she request only you enter.” Matilda said bowing before leaving for her others duties.

    I thought it strange Miyabi would want to meet within my own study, however since this is technically her home more than my own I figured at the time that it was not such a big deal. Entering the room, I greeted Miyabi who sat on the edge of the bed.

“Anon, would you sit down next me me?” Miyabi asked. “I have something I’d like to talk about.”

“Is something wrong Miyabi I….”My words trailed off and I felt fear grip me as I saw what lay in Miyabi’s lap, the latest journal I had been using to jot down things.

    I felt my mouth stretch and open as if trying to form words, but nothing came.

“Anon, I found this a few moments ago.” Miyabi said, picking the journal out from her land and holding it in her hands. “Why is there only one entry in it?”

“Because it’s a fresh one,” I answered honestly in hopes that doing so would defuse any possible tension. “Did...did you read it?”

“Yes I did, I apologize Anon,” Miyabi said. “At first I was just going to put it back, but I was curious to see if you wrote anything down about how you really felt about me.”

“Before you say anything Miyabi, I was under the effects of that strange drink you brought back from our last trip into town.” I blurted out, my face showing signs of embarrassment.

“I saw it mentioned,” Miyabi said. “You really are a foolish man to drink that though, that was diluted manticore venom. Manticore venom in it’s natural state is a very potent aphrodisiac.”

“I’m sorry Miyabi.” I said apologetically, not knowing what a Manticore was or what it looked like. “Though why would you buy such a thing?”

 “I buy a watered down very and instruct the maids to cook with it because when it’s used to cook food the negative effects are burned away while leaving the beneficial ones.” Miyabi said as she handed me my journal. “There are other things I want to discuss with you Anon, but I have other matters to attend to so it must be later.”

    Miyabi excused herself before getting up to leave me here in my study. I followed her out after finding a new temporary hiding spot for this journal, seeing her off before returning back upstairs to the study to log the events. I’m not too worried about what Miyabi has to speak about tonight, but enough where I’m in a bit of a tizzy. In any case though I’ll have to find a new place to hide this, maybe even in that other study I saw, though it would take careful maneuvering to hide and rehide them there.