𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟑𝟏: 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐃𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧
“This is the library. Access to the restricted section is prohibited, so please be careful of that.”
“Thank you.”
“Then, if you’ll excuse me.”
I watch their departing figure and then open the door. It’s much lighter than it looks.
It seems to be enchanted. However, on the inside of the door, there is a sight that is much more astonishing than its weight.
Books everywhere.
It seems to connect to the upper floors as well, and even when I look up, I can’t find the top. It feels like looking up at a skyscraper from the ground.
There are stairs, but most users are flying with their large wings spread out. It would certainly be a challenge to find the desired book while walking.
How many floors does the Demon King’s Castle have?
Lost in thought, I am called out to. It’s a woman’s voice.
“Hello. Are you the snack Saint-san?”
“Snack Saint?”
“The Saint who came in place of the Great Saint to make snacks. Isn’t that you?”
“Yes, that’s me.”
It seems I have another name besides Dairy.
I wonder who gave it to me. Since I confirm it with the person who seems to be the one who gave it, I want to believe that it’s not in a negative sense. It’s a cute name.
But I lack confidence in how I am perceived by people I don’t usually interact with.
After all, I am human. And I hardly have any interaction with others.
Tyran-san is similar, but he has his abilities. Thinking about that, my confidence quickly diminishes.
It wasn’t something I originally had, but it steadily goes in a negative direction. However, the Demon-san in front of me doesn’t seem to be concerned about it.
With a book held in front of her chest, she smiles as if flowers are blooming.
“As I thought, I’m Orphemia. I have heard about you from Demon King-sama. You want books about snacks and magic, right?”
“So, you’re knowledgeable about books, Demon-san?”
“Yes. I am in charge of managing the library in the Demon King’s Castle. I remember all the books here, and I’m the one who went to the human realm to buy books!”
She then talks about herself in a flowing manner.
It seems she relies on other demons for repairs, but she seems to be like a librarian. She said she was the one who bought the books about snacks.
However, she doesn’t use the recipes while making them, she just looks at the illustrations. She also mentioned that when she went to the human realm, she often looked at the patisserie shop windows.
She said she has never eaten them, and added with a sad smile. I wonder if there’s some reason behind it.
If it’s because she can’t eat them, I want to bring her the snacks I make for other reasons.
As I think about that, her face comes close to mine.
“By the way, do you like books? You do, right? If you didn’t like them, you wouldn’t come to the library, right?”
“Uh. . .”
“Books are wonderful, aren’t they? Especially novels written by humans. Stories woven in their short lives are so sparkling. I pick up even the small ones I missed and polish them. Every time I reread them, I make new discoveries. I think this is a wonderful thing. Don’t you think so too?”
Pushed by her enthusiasm, I nod. Her pressure is strong, but it’s clear that she loves books.
It seems that demons, like Migi-san and Hidari-san, tend to run straight towards what they like.
Orphemia-san, satisfied with my reaction, smiles and returns to her original position.
“I understand now, about you.”
“Huh?”
“I’ll bring you some books now, so wait here.”
With just that, she flew away lightly. I’m grateful because I didn’t know what kind of magic books to choose. She flies around the countless bookshelves, carrying books.
She’s like a fairy of the library. I can’t help but be enchanted by the fantastical sight.
As I stand absentmindedly, it seems that a new visitor has come to the library. I quickly move aside so as not to be in the way.
The person glances at me and mutters, “Human? Ah, the snack Saint,” and quickly goes inside.
It seems that the name has spread more than I thought.
As I gaze at the surrounding bookshelves, she returns with several books in her arms.
“Sorry to keep you waiting. Here, this is for you. The snack book is my recommendation, and I tried to choose a magic book that matches your level. But if it doesn’t suit you or if it’s different from what you hoped for, feel free to let me know.”
“Thank you very much.”
The books handed to me are quite a number. About half of them are snack books, and the other half are magic books.
It would have been quite difficult to choose this many on my own.
By the way, I never even mentioned that I wanted to learn about life(household) magic. How did she know?
While holding onto that question, I thanked her, and she smiled slyly. I instinctively braced myself for what might be behind that smile.
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『”ᴀᴡᴇʙsᴛᴏʀɪᴇs.ᴄᴏᴍ” – ᴅɪsᴄᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴀ ᴄᴀᴘᴛɪᴠᴀᴛɪɴɢ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴏғ ʟᴏᴠᴇ, ᴘᴀssɪᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀᴅᴠᴇɴᴛᴜʀᴇ, ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ɪɴᴅᴜʟɢᴇ ɪɴ ᴀ ᴄᴏʟʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏғ ᴛʀᴀɴsʟᴀᴛᴇᴅ ɴoᴠᴇʟs ᴡɪᴛʜ “ᴅᴀɪʟʏ ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇs” ᴀɴᴅ ᴇxᴄʟᴜsɪᴠᴇ ᴀᴄᴄᴇss ᴛᴏ “ᴀᴅᴠᴀɴᴄᴇᴅ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs”.』
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