I've finally moved in to my dorm room here at Shokushu. All my crap is semi-sorted into piles of important and not important. I dumped my clothes on the bed I've claimed, not having a Roomate right now. Everything else is either on a desk, on a shelf, or in the floor. I dug through my important shit, and found the book, deciding to use it like grandma did. So, book, how does it feel to be the journal of a long line of witches?

I sat on the floor for a while, just reading and deciding what to organize first when I felt something odd. It wasn't much, but it was enough to catch my interest. I stepped out into the common room, and saw nobody there. Hmmm. Oh well. I sat in a comfy chair, and read some more, falling asleep shortly after.

I woke up to some girl named Rose poking me, warning me of pranks the other girls played, rumors of monsters and other such poppycock. I doubt I'd care much if any of these pranks were played upon me, seeing as they were harmless stunts. Things like walking about in half-dress. Probably trying to illicit jealousy from other women in the dorm. We spoke for a bit, and I returned to my room.

I sat, absorbed in my thoughts when I felt something again. This time, much stronger. Suffocating, even. The girl had mentioned a witch earlier. Might this be her? I rushed for you, and a pen, waiting for the entity to pass my door, and followed.

The person emitting the aura I mentioned was breathtaking, to say the least. She had a perfect body, and beautiful, long, black hair tied into a braid. I would have stared in awe at the goddess before me, but her aura hit me hard. I took a step back, intmidated by the sheer power the woman exuded.

Friday, September Second, 2011.

This morning, I awoke next to the goddess, her nude body pressing into my mostly nude one. The memories came flooding back to me, and I remembered last night. I lost my virginity to this woman, and passed out trying to please her.

I kissed her, waking her up. After asking where the pans were, I made breakfast for the two of us, and waited while she showered. After breakfast, I decided to return to my room with the book, and bathe myself. I also intended to do some deep thinking, and figure out what I was willing to do for this woman. I had declared my love, but how far will that bend?

I do not know yet, I'll have the answer after I shower.

Saturday, September Third, 2011.

I bathed, and sat in the tub thinking. I was wiped out, so instead of returning to Kanoe, I flopped onto the bed that wasn't covered in my clothes.

I must have been very tired. I woke up at eleven PM. Since I was up, I decided to do some reading, and figure out what I was going to do.

Kanoe was manipulative, and cold. But I'm a Hell girl, and I can take the chill. I'm just not sure how to wiggle into a slightly more dominant position with her. Not that I mind being submissive, but it was a frightening experience, not being in control.

She never told me if the monster rumors were true, nor if she had met one,but when I tried to play those stupid word games to trip her into saying something, her face seemed to give just a shadow of fear. As if she had indeed met a demon.

She agreed to be my mentor, in exchange for my companionship. I think I gave her the short end of the stick, but there really isn't much else I could give her. She looked as though she needed somebody to be there. To say "I love you". Somebody to talk to, to end the awful loneliness she seemed to be feeling.

I also gave her the notes to a spell to make the imperceptible able to be seen by the human eye. As a peace offering, for allowing my piss-poor attempt to trip her with her own words.

She is not my mistress, nor will I ever let her become as such. That's not who I am, although she seems to like the idea of being my lover.

I wondered if she had other apprentices, and if they all did the same for her. I doubted it, given that she had a good heart, and decided not to be possessive. If she did have other girls, at least I was the one sleeping in her bed, and that was all that mattered to me.

Earlier, when I was doing my laundry in the dorm's basement, one of the girls who was down there noted something odd. The air down there, while usually stale and musty, seemed to become sweeter and cleaner to breathe when I arrived. Strange that such a thing would happen, but I'm used to strange.

There's something else. After I returned to my room, and dumped my laundry on the bed, I went to turn on my lamp. Strangely, it turned on just as I touched it, without even touching the switch. Maybe Kanoe would know more...


Another odd girl is floating about me. Her hair is short and blonde, and she seems very energetic. She doesn't seem to have much of an aura, but my powers are still unstable. She could be as strong as Kanoe, and I wouldn't even know.

There are a lot of questions floating about my head right now, but I think I've handled the most pressing ones. There's still so much more to do...

Saturday, September Third-Sunday, September Fourth, 2011.

After a dull night doing nothing, I decided to try something. I obviously wasn't gonna get to bed, so why not try something different?

I tried to force mana through my right hand, towards the lamp. To my surprise, the lamp light up. After releasing my hold on it, it took several minutes to drain of its power.

I tried to do smoothing similar, without a target. Somehow, the air in the room started moving, as if there was a fan blowing in her room.

Without a fan, the air couldn't have just moved on its own.

I must ask Kanoe about these strange happenings.

September 5th, 2011

It's odd, knowing the pleasures of sex, and then not speaking to the woman who gave me such pleasure for a day. I needed that time to do some thinking though, and now that I'm done with that, I suppose it's time to go speak to Kanoe. I need lessons, and she needs a companion.

I just hope it doesn't turn to sex again. It was too much for me to handle, and I don't want to pass out again.

Monday, September Fifth, 2011

I haven't seen my mentor for two days now. I've not even felt her aura, which is strange, given how powerful it is.

A strange woman walked by my room today. She was pretty, and had blonde hair. She looked nervous, and excited. I followed her and went to ask if she was okay, but stopped when she had knocked on Kanoe's door.

This woman was meeting with my mentor. She was probably going to have sex with her. To enjoy my mentor's body... I'm a little jealous, I'll admit, but I figured that multiple people were being taught by the witch.

I returned to my room, and tried to find my materials. Brass, rivets, my tools. Gone. All gone. How had I not noticed this?
I need these things if I'm to remain sane.

Tuesday, September Sixth, 2011

The rumor mill had been churning the whole time. One that piqued my interest was that somewhere, there is a woman who can get anything.

I need this woman to help me. I can make an offer, but weather or not she accepts is something I cannot predict.

But surely, magic is far cleaner and less obvious than traditional lockpicks.

I've read more in the book. It seems that my powers are associated with the power of light. To control Electricity and Air is a small portion of what 'Light' seems to encompass.

I've also become more able to control my aura. I can't suppress it, but I am able to withstand somebody else's aura. Kanoe and her mana field shouldn't bother me much. I've also learned to lock objects after I unlock them.

There is something odd about this island. As I gain strength, I can feel some form of suppression, forcing my powers to weaken... Perhaps I'm overestimating my abilities? It matters not. I must focus on my goal.

I've been too busy to write much, but I can still jot some things down.

I arranged a meeting with the girl who could find things.

I haven't seen Kanoe for a week.

My abilities aren't very well managed yet. I've burst three light bulbs today alone, trying to power my lamp without touching the switch.

Time for class with Kanoe, will write more afterwards.

I've upset Kanoe. That's what I get for trying to break into her room, rather than knocking.

Oh well. She still seems willing to be civil with me, and now that I can control my mana more effectively, I might just be able to get in her pants. Or not. To be honest, I'm still not sure how Kanoe feels about me, but I want her to submit, just once.

My materials are still missing, but I've met with the girl who finds things. She's absently stirring her tea, humming as I write this. Seeing as she's off in space, and I needed to write, I would leave her be.

After my lessons with Kanoe, I met with the strange blonde. Her name is Emilla, and is indeed, a finder. I offered to become a partner, and I hope that she accepts my offer.

This woman is submissive, it seems. This place being what it is, I expected her to fight against me more. No matter, as she thoroughly enjoyed my touch, especially with the magical aid. We could become partners, and I really hope we do. The more I can learn about this place, the better.

I've even hit the point of not caring what happens to me so long as I can find somebody I care for. I want a partner, and I want somebody to protect. I want a reason to fight. To live. Right now, life is just a blur of magick and sex. I want more than that. I want love.

Sorry about that. My mind and hand slipped away from me again. Perhaps what I wrote is true though?