Year of the Boar, Tenth Month, Day 22.

It is too much. There must be a way out of this hell. There must. The torment seems only to have worsened since I decided I would not play the gods' games. Nanami's replacement all but dragged me into the bathhouse earlier. She scrubbed me until my skin was all but raw and the more I fought her, the rougher she became.
Once I was out of the water, I found myself pinned to the ground while she rubbed a foul smelling sand all over my body and a disgusting unguent into my hair. No amount of screaming or struggling made her relent; how such a little woman is possessed of such strength, I cannot say but I suppose the gods have their ways. She actually managed to throw me back into the water and the lotions slipped off my skin far more easily than they had gone on. I have no idea how I returned to my chamber and no memory of dressing once my ordeal was over but since time can have no meaning here, perhaps it is unsurprising that I have no memory of these things; perhaps they simply have not happened. It may be that being consigned to the Hells is like being in a dream; no beginnings, no endings and no coherence... Just a series of unpleasant occurrances designed to make me suffer...
The maid tells me that I am expected in the Hall at the hour of the mouse to offer a welcome to the visitor from the Sixth Kingdom. Princess Rani... if, indeed, she exists at all, arrives tomorrow. I am in no mood to entertain the gods and their machinations so of course, I shall refuse.