The same thing happened once again in the treehouse on the outskirts of the forbidden area... Miss Elf revealed her background—a sacrifice who was about to be sent to the False Deity.
This time, what Mayfair said was no different from what Doctor Gels and the others had heard before... The only difference was probably that Mr. Snef had not been thrown out of the treehouse by Mayfair, nor had Mayfair herself cracked the floor and fallen through.
"One question." Doctor Gels spoke calmly. "Miss Mayfair, every day when you wake up, you don't know that you're experiencing the same day again. It was only after seeing this diary that you discovered the problem, correct?"
"That's right. Is there a problem?" Mayfair asked doubtfully.
"That's precisely where the problem lies." Doctor Gels frowned. "Since you forget everything that happened each day upon waking, then how could you believe this was happening just because you saw this diary? Or rather, how exactly did this diary make you believe it? You should know that the moment today ends, your memories are wiped clean. So no matter how many times you experience today, every day is a new day to you."
"The handwriting in this diary is mine, and it even contains things only I would know." Mayfair became solemn. "Actually, I've thought about your question before—I mean, before I was struck by the arrow, I had already considered it. I even had some doubts at the time... But now, I can be certain that this diary was written personally by me on the previous today."
"Because of... the arrow?" Doctor Gels keenly realized something. "Does this diary record the incident where you were struck by an arrow?"
Mayfair nodded. "That's right, but it doesn't mention it in every entry. It only gets