[ Ereshkigal keeps on looking... W-Why aren't the keys there?! Is someone playing a prank on her? She always had a second set of keys there! Sniff. It's like fate itself is plotting to make her look uncool and pathetic in front of her friend! Meanwhile, the tablets are written in cuneiform - which may look like weird symbols at first, but Hiyori's implants should have a function to translate it if she wants.

Of course Ereshkigal doesn't know that, she's convinced no one but Godzilla even know of this old, dead language here. ]

Huh? Ah, yes. [She looks up and smiles.] I keep a detailed record of what I do.

[ Should Hiyori be truly shameless and decide to translate, it is indeed a recap of Ereshkigal's daily activities... Though at times it reads more like a personal diary than a record of her work. You wouldn't write "Today I've managed to stay five minutes all alone in a crowded park and even said hello to an old woman! I think my training is starting to pay off, but I still feel the anxiety increasing when people look my way..." in a job summary, after all. ]

I know humans use paper or digital storage nowadays... But that's more convenient to me.