I don't keep a diary, I only spoil life.

For example...now—

[Your diligent work in completing your diary entries and your close interactions with many holders over the past two weeks has deeply moved the system, and therefore, the system hereby awards you the Saitama Training Method (with built-in limiter overhaul version)]

[Note]: You will become noticeably stronger after completing each day of training, and you don't need to worry about going bald, as this side effect has been completely improved and eliminated.

As the system announcement faded, a hazy light enveloped Li Yinguang's entire body. As the mysterious radiant star gradually dissipated, a new kind of knowledge took root deep within his mind.

Saitama, the bald cape hero from One-Punch Man, transforms from an ordinary office worker into the world's strongest through a training method called "Saitama's Training Method."

This is truly a big blow, everyone! If Li Yinguang masters the Saitama Training Method, there will be nothing left for him to fear in his life.

No matter what kind of death god, elf, prison guard, man, or whatever, he'll rape one if one comes, and two if two come.

Unfortunately, this power won't come so easily. After all, it's different from when the system gave him a substitute. This time, he has to cultivate it slowly and grow stronger little by little over a long period of time. This makes Li Yinguang feel both satisfied and somewhat unhappy.

Isn't this a bit too strange? There are actually rewards in this world that require one to cultivate oneself. Why can't someone else help him cultivate, allowing the host to become stronger without expending any effort?

Faced with Li Yinguang's accusations, the system was quite helpless. After several attempts to explain, it directly pointed out Fengchuan Xiangzi's report on his arduous cultivation, which finally calmed down the lazy man.

After thinking it over, he decided to take advantage of the lunch break to get used to it in advance.

The so-called Saitama training method is a triathlon consisting of 100 push-ups, 100 sit-ups, 100 squats, and a 10-kilometer run, which can only be described as extremely brutal.

Fortunately, Li Yinguang was a sports student, and he completed the tasks in no time, as if overcoming numerous obstacles.

It took about an hour to complete the 10-kilometer run.

An unexpected system notification sounded.

[You have completed all the content of the cultivation method, and all attributes have been successfully improved!]

A moment later.

A warm feeling enveloped him.

Li Yinguang smiled and touched his neck, which was spotless until the reward was distributed.

He thought he was sweating, but it turned out that BYD's system reward made him sweat.

"This reward even comes with a sauna effect?"

They can really come up with some new tricks.

He actually quite likes this feeling.

Unfortunately, the initial training didn't cause any noticeable physical changes. If I really want to experience the feeling of becoming stronger, I guess I'll have to train more diligently.

However, cultivation was never the sole meaning of his life. Compared to sweating it out in the gymnasium, Li Yinguang preferred to play the role of a 'good senior'.

After finishing his cultivation, he wanted to leave the scene.

Later, I also need to meet and exchange ideas with Ichinose Honami. This obedient little pink-haired dog kept sending him dinner invitations after reading the diary. Her tone was full of concern and a hint of worry that she dared not speak out. She was obviously afraid that she would accidentally let something slip and be disliked by Li Yinguang.

After all, according to the setting, she is also a so-called Ripple Clan. Hmm... thinking about it this way, his colorful life needs to add another permanent project, which is 'the self-cultivation of an actor'?

No, forget it then. Living with a heavy mask is too tiring. He's not the only person in all of Tokyo who has played a two-word open-world mobile game. There's no need to live such a tiring life.

Thinking of this, Li Yinguang yawned and suddenly realized that his recent life of writing diaries at such a high intensity was not a good thing.

It's true that being surrounded by sweet and lovely juniors is wonderful, but he also considers occasional solo breaks to be a more meaningful part of his life.

With this in mind, Li Yinguang decided to temporarily suspend the intensive updates to his diary for a while, taking it easy each day, and only putting in the effort when a suitable topic came up.

It was after this careful consideration that the diary holders gradually noticed that in the following period of time, the various exposures in the diary became less frequent.

Although the amount of information exposed daily has decreased, fortunately, the number of likes and chances to win prizes that holders can obtain each day remains unchanged.

After a while, the holders were a bit annoyed that they hadn't been getting any good gossip lately, and couldn't help but wonder if that god was gradually getting tired of the diary.

However, their daily reading volume of the diary has never decreased, and their enthusiasm remains high.

Everyone continued their lives in an orderly manner, doing what interested them according to the previously leaked content;

As for Toyokawa Shoko and Yukino Yukinoshita, who were determined to win that joint competition, both of them trained day after day.

During this period, Li Yinguang was truly enjoying the pleasures of life, such as being treated to meals by his female classmates, and listening to Alyssa's coquettish words in Russian.

Fortunately, the female students' endless admiration for him showed no signs of changing. It was Alyssa who, however, became incredibly clingy... no, less clingy and more like a nagging mother. Every morning, she would call him precisely on time to wake him up, and during lunch break, she would call to discuss his morning's events. And as soon as school was over, she would immediately call Li Yinguang again to invite him to dinner.

Honestly, although this kind of life is psychologically depressing, once he gets used to it, he thinks it's not so bad.

But if we're talking about the most enjoyable thing during this period;

That still requires him to occasionally take his two disciples to beat up evil spirits and experience the tempering of his body brought about by Saitama's training method.

Although his physique is exactly the same as before, there is no sign of cultivation from his appearance.

However, during this process, Li Yinguang noticed that his body, and even TheWorld's six dimensions, were constantly improving with cultivation.

Look at the world's sharply defined face and its ever-sharp gaze.

It's clear that He thoroughly enjoys being a substitute for the host in practicing Saitama's training methods.

Li Yinguang freed up an hour of his daily training time, and the world gained training—a win-win situation!

........................................

Time flies, and more than a week has passed.

Nothing major happened during this process; everything was calm and peaceful.

But the most interesting thing along the way was the epic meeting between Kasumigaoka Utaha and Sawamura Eriri.

A twin-tailed young lady, known in the industry as Kashiwagi Eri, is a doujinshi artist who is passionate about otaku culture. One day, she receives a love letter.

That happened in mid-April.

Eriri Sawamura, who was going to school as usual, walked into the school building with a long sigh.

It's better not to go to school at all; there are endless exams to deal with every day.

It's strange. Why does she, a Japanese person, have to speak in a foreign language? This is Japan. Isn't it enough to just know Japanese?

If you absolutely have to learn English, well... if you don't like Japan, please scroll away!

With this grumbling in her heart, she opened her indoor shoe cabinet.

You don't know until you open it, and once you do, you're really shocked.

A letter with a cartoon character printed on it fell to the ground with a clatter. When Eriri picked it up, she thought it was a minor incident and was about to die.

But the phrase on the envelope, "A love letter you'll regret for the rest of your life if you don't read it," made this golden retriever, who was considered a loser, want to laugh for some reason.

What's going on?! I'm one of only 150 diary holders in the world, and this rude person dares to talk to me like that?!

With this disdainful attitude, Eriri opened the confession letter.

It was precisely because of this fleeting glance that she, who originally did not want to go to the confession scene, was suddenly stunned;

"This is...."

There was no love letter in the envelope, just a blank sheet of paper.

But it was precisely this blank sheet of paper that made Eriri Sawamura's heart suddenly race.

"Eri, I am Aki Tomoya. I am currently sealed on the school rooftop. Please save me quickly, or I will be beaten to death and the fact that you are a doujinshi artist will be made public."

These words really startled Sawamura Eriri, causing her twin ponytails to stand straight up. As a silly, beautiful girl who wasn't very good at thinking, she just stood there drooling and completely blank, like a Konoha villager whose soul had been taken by Pain.

If Kasumigaoka Utaha, the one who initiated this confession, were in Eriri's position, she would probably immediately begin a search for enemies in the void and focus her suspicions on the mysterious person A and other possible holders within the school.

Eriri, however, thought otherwise;

"Damn it, WSM!? Killing Rinya is already terrifying enough, but they actually want to expose my identity, Kashiwagi Eri?! How wicked!!"

Startled, she covered the love letter with her hand. Looking around, she felt suspicious of any classmate who glanced at her during the day's classes.

She set off for the agreed-upon place after the school bell rang.

Standing in front of the iron gate leading to the rooftop, Eriri actually hesitated for a few minutes.

On one hand, she was worried about whether her mediocre Ripple technique could deal with the kind of lewd man who liked evil in the doujinshi. On the other hand, she vaguely felt that something was wrong and belatedly suspected that it was some kind of wielder or mysterious person A playing a prank.

Regardless, Eriri Sawamura did not give up. Especially after receiving Kyoko Kirigiri's response in the Line group, she became certain that "the other party must be the one who has designs on you." So, filled with anger, she rushed to the rooftop.

Everything is exactly as Kyoko described—

The ever-changing white clouds were cut in two by the azure horizon. The rooftop, surrounded by wire railings, was empty except for a tall and graceful figure sitting on a bench.

Eriri knows this person!

"It's you! Kasumigaoka Utaha, who skipped class, had her parents called in, and was criticized by the whole school!" She recognized the fat, black-stockinged loser who was mentioned in the diary at a glance!

However, Kasumigaoka Utaha showed no emotional fluctuation in the face of this sharp criticism.

"Oh dear, Kashiwagi Eri is quite unfriendly."

A hint of mockery was reflected in her drunken red eyes. She clapped her hands and chuckled, then uttered a slightly sarcastic remark: "It's a pity that your Aki Tomoya isn't here."

The phrase "Your Aki Tomoya" left Eriri momentarily stunned.

She immediately grinned, clearly uninterested in the topic.

Eriri has gradually let go of her obsession with her childhood friend, but—

Unable to discern whether Kasumigaoka Utaha's words were a gesture of goodwill or a malicious mockery, she uttered a nasal sneer: "What... there's no Li Yinguang here either."

Upon hearing this, Kasumigaoka Utaha, sitting on the bench, suddenly froze with a smile, her crimson eyes seeming to ignite with a bright flame.

Hearing that veiled sarcasm, the already hot-tempered Kasumigaoka-senpai almost couldn't hold back and unleashed a torrent of venomous words at her.

—As expected... This isn't some kind of incompatibility based on some pre-existing setting.

—But this girl named Sawamura Eriri is just really annoying....

Unable to help but sigh at this ill-fated relationship, Kasumigaoka Utaha quickly composed herself and looked at the junior girl in front of her with a slightly appreciative scrutiny.

Suddenly, she spoke—

“Let’s talk, Eriri Sawamura.”

"I would like to invite you to be the illustrator for my new work. Would you do me the honor?"

"Don't you want to become a well-regarded artist both on and off the big screen? Collaborating with me will put you on the path to success."

Chapter 87. Kasumigaoka Utaha Wants to Go Independent

Breaking news! At 12:40 PM, Kasumigaoka Utaha's invitation to Sawamura Spencer Eriri to co-create a light novel on her rooftop went viral across the United States.

Eriri Sawamura was extremely angry and flustered, and blurted out whatever she wanted to say in response to the invitation.

"Huh? Go ashore? What... what are you talking about?!"

"What, don't you want to hold a fan meeting openly and legitimately someday?"

"This...who would understand this!"

"Meeting with fans and stuff like that... wait a minute!!! Why do I have to get a permanent position? What are you up to?!"

The voice suddenly dropped to almost a whisper, then abruptly rose again to compensate.

As Eriri's eyelids swayed, Kasumigaoka Utaha caught a glimpse of Eriri's hesitant, half-concealed hope.

This is only natural, after all, she had already seen from some clues that the other party longed to be adored by fans.

Anyone in this industry wants to be honest with their fans, and no one wants to hide themselves like a mysterious black person at a fan convention.

At least Kasumigaoka Utaha herself didn't like it, and Eriri in front of her clearly felt the same way;

However, she wasn't in a hurry to expose this arrogant loser's little scheme, and simply said:

"Oh~ So you're saying that rather than becoming famous with me, you'd rather be used as a tool by your childhood sweetheart and live a miserable life as a loser?"

As soon as these words came out.

Eriri erupted in a fit of rage: "You're talking nonsense! You've committed a crime! Your slander is a crime!"

What are you doing?

I was so stupid.

Really.

What kind of love letter?

What kind of extortion threats are these?