098, Book

(That's right! Don't you think this kind of plot is interesting? The Demon King embarked on a journey to find his subordinates and woke them up one by one. Well, it's really an epic plot~~~)

The idiot put it back into the book and took out another book "How to make cheap chili sauce and hot foods". Not only that, he also took out a pen and paper and began to record it word by word.

(Not going.)

(Yeah, yes, sure enough, young people must be energetic and adventurous! Don't worry, you have me to protect you, and you have endless halo of protagonists on your body, surely...what?! Don't go???!!!)

The idiot copied a paragraph, turned a page, and started copying the next dish. But what sounded in his mind was the endless entanglement of this "kitchen knife".

(Hey, human boy, go with me, okay~~~ Is it boring to be alone, if you have companions, you won’t be bored~~~)

(Human kid, I warn you that if you continue to fight me, be careful that one day I will control you to dance a striptease in the square after completely devouring your body! I will also draw a face on your navel and let everyone laugh at you! And you know, this day that is completely controlled by me will definitely come!)

(You bully me! You humble human being dares to bully me! You... you are so too much! I hate you! I hate you!)

After another silence, a grand noise finally began to burst out in the idiot's mind. Maybe it was really too boring. An Mie began to talk and yell, not letting the idiot's head be clean. From the outside, the idiot sat quietly reading books like the others here, but who would have thought that his head was up and down at this moment, and some human language, elves, dragon languages, and some words that didn't know what language were playing the noise repeatedly, repeatedly, and repeatedly?

However, the idiot was still reading quietly. After so many years, he had long been accustomed to the constant noise in his mind to think about problems. Now he kept copying the recipes, preparing to go to the market to buy some green peppers and adjust the food for the small bread after he went back.

It's really quiet inside the library.

It was just the weekend, and there were a little more people reading books and newspapers here than usual. There were fine snowflakes floating outside the window, and there was not much shrill east wind in the air. Perhaps, it was because this year's winter was too long, and the "gods" who control the wind and sand climate were rarely given up their pity. Even this winter with snow did not seem so cold.

The quiet and warm large library is like a quiet paradise. Since this library is located next to the lake, the wall near the lake is made up of floor-to-ceiling glass. Sitting on the seat next to the glass, you can just see the charming scenery of snowflakes falling on the lake. At this time, drink a cup of hot tea warmly and feel extremely comfortable...

However, the idiot was not a place where he was easily attacked by the window. He sat in the seats between the bookshelf and went deep into it. Of course, there were no beautiful scenery here, so there were fewer seats and fewer people. At the table on the idiot's side, he and Xiao Bao sat here leisurely.

OK...

A slight sound of seat movement sounded from the opposite side.

The idiot did not look up, but continued to copy the recipe in his hand stroke by stroke. Inside his ear was the sound of someone sitting down on the opposite side and gently moving the chair back to its original position. Then, a thick book was placed on the table. Because the book was too thick and too heavy, the idiot couldn't help but look up. The name "The Chronicle of the Founding of the Stag" immediately jumped into the idiot's eyes.

Following the book, the idiot saw the hand holding the book. It was a pair of female hands with blue wrist guards on her wrists. In this winter, she was wearing a short-sleeved shirt and looked very thin.

Is it because it's indoors, so I took off my clothes?

The girl's face looks very serious, and her whole face is fixed like a mechanical one, without frowning, pursing her lips or shaking. She gives people a very rigid feeling. Although she is pretty, her appearance will definitely not make people want to approach her.

Her hair is simple long, green, with a blue tie on the end, a pair of round glasses were mounted on the bridge of her nose, and a white cloth strip was tied to her forehead to protect her forehead. Judging from her outfit, she should be very good at sports?

The idiot observed her arms again, but these hands were too thin and had no muscles. The shoulders also looked too thin, not like someone who was good at sports. Maybe, did she just want to simply imitate it?

However, this has nothing to do with idiots. The most important thing he observed the people around him was to judge the danger. Since he realized that this girl was purely a literary girl who wanted to pretend to be sports, he lowered his head again and copied the booklet in his hand.

The idiot finally finished copying a thin recipe. He put together the book and put away the copied things. But at this time he found that the girl in front of him had turned the chronicle to the last few pages. After the idiot put the book back to the bookshelf, she finished reading it, picked up the book, and passed by the idiot.

The idiot turned sideways and let the girl walk past her. At this moment, the idiot saw her rigid and mechanical face more carefully. Looking through the lens, the focal length inside her eyes seemed to be a little dispersed, and there was no interlacing of the face shape inside and below the lens.

The girl put the book back on the bookshelf and walked to the other side. But this time, the idiot's eyes were staring at her tightly, and there was no longer the indifferent and indifferent way she had just now.

(Haha, human boy, in fact, as long as you observe carefully, you can find unusual people and things everywhere in our daily lives~~~)

(So, what do you want to do? Keep track of it?)

(……No.)
Chapter completed!