The cherry tomatoes are growing fine to the point that they might be ready to be harvested tomorrow. It doesn’t matter if I know that it was magic that makes the cherry tomatoes grow or not, the speed of it still amazes me. And this goes as well to the growth speed of my nuts. Huh? Why am I wondering if those cherry tomatoes will taste as good as my nuts? Surely they will taste different, right? Right? It has been a while since I last ate a tomato, I kinda forgot how it tasted. Was it sour or sweet? It was something in the middle, right? Oh, no, I want tomato juice so bad right now…

I just went ahead and picked some half-ripened cherry tomatoes to make some juice. It tasted refreshingly sweet, and I loved it.

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Anyway, when I made my way to the cherry tomato plants, I noticed some fireflies flying around the field, and they were so pretty. I wonder where and when they started to be inside this cavern. It seems like because I casted illuminate spells to write this journal every night in the other side of the cavern, they don’t bother to show their lights near me, huh? Should I start making campfires instead of using an illuminate spell considering now that I have a decent production of branches and foliages? Yeah, sure, why not. With a real fire, I might be able to cook some decent food too.

Maybe some nuts soup? Or slime noodle? OH. I can also put in some tomatoes for seasoning too. And if I can survive until the next time I can conjure a new seed, maybe I will conjure some pepper seed for better seasoning, or rice seeds to put in more energy into me… hmm… There's nothing I can do but to think for now. I hate this.