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- Ha-ha, and don't worry about the harm to your health. The point is not that tobacco is harmful; it's our bodies that are to blame for being damaged by it.
Having uttered this rather strange conclusion, the man helps the young man light a cigarette. - Yes, mine. You can't write about yourself – few people will want to do it for you, unless you're some important figure like a princess or a queen. In reality, this is a good thing; if someone cuts me down with a sword today or I fall from a ladder and break my neck, my thoughts and how I lived my life will be preserved on the pages of this book, so I can confidently recommend that everyone, regardless of age, put their experiences on paper. Although, in a certain form, this is already a popular activity in Asuga.
—This is probably really good if you've had a lot of experiences in life and have something to tell. But I... —coughing from the unfamiliar smoke, the young man took a puff. —...I don't really have much to tell. It's okay for making notes, so I don't forget anything in the future. But thoughts... Every time I think about sitting down to write in a diary, I ask myself: isn't this self-deception? You invent a fictitious importance and a legacy that will remain after you. But in reality, my writings will serve as fuel for the stove, if not as toilet paper. And deservedly so, in general.