Sherum's Intimacy story

I've found many fascinating records about you in the Archives, Master. I'd love to cross-verify them with you sometime...

Excuse me? The record keeper was a storywriter? Um... That does significantly lower the credibility of these records...

Hm? That dragon who wears glasses? Thanks to her, many records that were nearly lost in the Witch Library have been restored.

You mean the book filled with surprising details about you? It is actually a very valuable historical record.

Is my name really that hard to read? Some folks really seem to struggle at pronouncing it properly.

...Are you really going to call me that? Have you confused me with someone else?

I knew you'd be able to pronounce it right from the beginning, Master!

The Sprite Queen. She keeps calling me Ms. Red Ink instead of my actual name.

I know that history is fixed, but sometimes I wish I could go back in time and see what the path we have not taken would be like.

Right? Those kinds of thoughts enrich our imagination.

That part-timer at the theater said something similar. Interesting.

Master! How can you say such a thing? Do you not understand the value of history?

I think I'll have to have a one-on-one with you, Master. There's something I'd like to check.

H-Huh? What do you mean? That's not the reaction I expected...

Who is your absolute favorite Apostle, Master? Don't worry. This is off the record, so you can be frank with me.

An open book with a clean record? I think you and I are going to get along just fine.

Does the Sprite Kingdom have any historical tomes? It would be interesting to compare them with those of the witches...

Sorry? Th-They don't? Why not? Huh?

Is... that a historical tome? N-No, I'm not judging, it's just... U-Um...

Hmm, the sprite who wrote that amazing treatise on magical energy? I should seek her out sometime...

I'm curious about the history of the elves. I wonder if they'll answer me if I ask them about it.

Will they ask for some sort of gift in return? Hm, I wonder what they like...

What? That's not how it seemed from the way they've been behaving...

Christmas? Is that a term closely connected to them somehow? Okay, I will ask about it when I greet them for the first time.

I wonder what Elias looked like before anyone kept historical records. What secrets might be hidden?

Really? What's down there that makes you say that? They won't even let anyone down there.

Are you referring to those folktales passed down through oral tradition? You're right. There are hidden meanings buried within the chaos of those stories.

Wh-What?! Stop that right nowww!!!!

I'd like to help write your autobiography, Master.

Don't worry. It'll be published after you're gone anyway, so you won't be around to feel embarrassed.

What? Why? Those are all important resources, too!

What? Who? The bard? The collector? The stalker?

Recently, Queen Belita got angry... Maybe I should ease up on the details sometimes when I record?

That she attached a picture of her sister to a doll, and held it tightly to her chest as she slept.

It's not my fault that the Head Priestess tore into you after the records of you skipping out on your duties were leaked!

I'm so moved that you get me. I shall record this moment, too.

Even if I were in ten places at once, it still wouldn't be enough. Who should I follow around to record the next historical moment?

Yeah, our wise Queen would probably be best. The problem is how she keeps slipping off somewhere...

The Sprite Queen? Really? Are you serious? Answer me!

Um, I know you probably threw that out there as a joke, but that seems pretty reasonable... Oh? It wasn't a joke?

You can really feel history within the walls of the Banquet Hall.

Then maybe it's just all the dust piling up in the corners that makes it look that way. Perhaps you should clean this place...?

The v-vintage aesthetic is pretty popular these days. You seem pretty frugal, Master.

Wasn't being Master of the Order your actual job? However, culinary history is an interesting field as well.

Ah, I confused the fork with the quill. No wonder.

Something poked me in the tongue, and then I realized... it was my quill. Silly me.

I thought my eyes were failing me because each stroke drew three lines. I've ruined a perfectly good fork. I'm sorry.

Wh-When did you notice that? I don't do it that often! Just very rarely!

Even the records of ordinary folks can become the foundation of great history.

Why? They are invaluable for studying the evolution of tools over the ages.

They do seem a bit useless. They're closer to busking collection logs than anything.

Oh, come on, Master... They are valuable records showing the level of cultural engagement.

The elves are surprised when they see me carrying around my record sheets. I wonder why...

A medium where you can lose entire records doesn't really seem to be advanced.

I suppose that's true. We'd be surprised to see an elf in Belitein, too.

Th-That's not going to get me to erase my record of you spilling all that cream filling on yourself after eating that pastry last time!

Is there a history behind the dish I've enjoyed today?

There is? And you're using something that precious just to make things salty?!

But the food is free... Wait, does that mean before the price hikes, you actually paid folks to eat?! I should've dined here sooner.

Perhaps, but it's true that everything holds a record. I am merely the one who discovers them.

I would like more folks to be interested in my records. I wonder what I could do to make this happen...

Not all of it is exactly peaceful, so I'm worried they might end up having nightmares.

I've thought about that, but the subjects of the records often refuse to appear. They claim there are too many privacy violations with my records.

We'll just end up with a room full of insomniacs. Forcing folks to read is hardly the right answer.

For a scribe, focus, observation, and physical strength are all essential.

You can't miss even a split second if you want to get close to creating a perfect record. Like the instant Fricle slips on a potato chip bag.

If you observe closely, there are things you can catch that others miss, like when Her Majesty slips a piece of chocolate between her carrot sticks.

You need good leg strength to keep your records from being taken away. I only write the truth, but everyone chases after me with such intensity.

It's not like I'm incapable of fighting, you know. I just choose to fight differently from everyone else.

Do you really have to hit me where it hurts? You're so cruel.

That means I'm always winning... Though it does feel a bit bittersweet.

I have to believe that to find comfort. It's not like I'm skilled at wielding a sword.

How would you like to be remembered in the historical records, Master?

Then you must continue striving to be a good influence. Even though you already are.

That would be very sad. I will not erase anything about you from the records, Master.

Yes, "Today was another good day" is such a wonderful way to end a chapter. I hope it's another good day for you today.

Urgh... My arms hurt so much from writing all day.

I-It was only a little... You don't have to scold me like that!

How's this? That's as far as I can stretch them...

I still have enough strength to feed myself dessert... Are you sure you haven't prepared any?