A female-oriented system, but the worldview is a little off?

Think about this.

"Don't worry, Axia." Chu Yan comforted her with a pleasant face:

“Even if I write something famous and become a well-known author in the future.”

"I will also never forget that you, Axia, were my original fan!"

"When the time comes, I can directly give you my autographed published books to enrich the collection of this bookstore."

"Maybe after I promote it a few times, the business of this bookstore will pick up."

Maybe it's hidden in the corner of the alley.

There is no publicity or advertising outside.

In Chu Yan's impression, the bookstore opened by the girl has always been deserted and has very low customer flow.

Every time he came, there were no other customers in the store except him.

In an empty bookstore.

Only Aksia sat alone, surrounded by countless piles of books.

Alone and alone.

Her slender fingertips stroked the pale pages of the book, and she lowered her head to read quietly, those stories that seemed like they would never end.

——Only every time he pushed the door open and walked in would the black-haired girl raise her head.

He lifted the hair covering his ears with his hands, smiled at his friend, and freed his eyes from the cage of black and white words.

He chuckled in anticipation.

"You're here? Chu Yan."

"Have you prepared a new story?"

Even if Chu Yan knew.

It is very likely that this bookstore was inherited by the girl from her family and she used it to show off the value of her collection of so many books.

That’s why there is a rule of “only borrowing, not selling”.

I never thought about making a profit.

But...from the girl's usual words and actions.

And what she said seriously when we first met:

"I welcome all seekers who can come here to seek knowledge."

There was a hint of loneliness in his words.

Chu Yan couldn't help but think in his heart.

If only this bookstore could have more customers...

This artistic girl wouldn't always look lonely, right?

Chu Yan nodded with satisfaction and said, "What do you think of my proposal?"

Axia: “….”

Looking at the sunny and cheerful boy with a confident smile, she felt like hitting him.

This guy...I'm still thinking about him when he is spreading that knowledge.

If something unexpected happens or your identity is accidentally leaked, it may cause danger.

But he was actually thinking about how to be a guide for others!

——Does she really think that everyone is qualified to enter her library?

"Um....."

Axia looked at the daily greetings.

The black-haired boy has already run to the bookshelf, and can't wait to find the book he wants to read, and is immersing himself in reading.

She stroked her chin and pondered for a while.

Then, he turned around and started searching through the piles of books around him.

While searching, he muttered to himself.

"This book, "The Fall of the Zulong Dynasty: The Establishment of the Company"... No, "The Lost Atlantis: The Will of the Misty Sea Priestess" is not it either..."

"'One Hundred Demons Parade in the Underworld'? No, no, it's not in this either..."

A good while.

Axia's eyes lit up, and she found the book she wanted from the pile of books and pulled it out with great effort.

"Oh, I found it. It's here."

Perhaps because she was rummaging through a pile of books, the girl slumped back on the ground, gasping for breath.

She wiped the sweat from her forehead with her slender hands.

You can see how weak his physical strength is.

Really...If someone else came in here, she wouldn't have to go through the trouble of looking for books one by one like ordinary people...

Aksia complained in her heart, feeling uncomfortable.

Then, she opened the book that had no "title" marked on it.

In this library, no matter what level of knowledge, it will be given a name.

This is an absolute rule.

but.....

This book is the only exception.

Axia opened the cover and flipped through a few pages.

But he soon shook his head and sighed helplessly.

He whispered, "Sure enough, it still can't reflect anything?"

——I saw that there was no text recorded in the open book in the girl’s hand.

Blank as snow.

It's like a misprinted wordless book.

Books, as carriers of "knowledge", do exist in this library...

But there is not a single word written about the content.

It was as if no matter how thick and deep the ink was, it could not leave even a trace on the flawless white paper.

This is something that goes against common sense and betrays the norm - a phenomenon that subverts the core rules here.

Aksia just couldn't help but laugh softly.

"That's right."

"It's that guy after all."

The black-haired girl closed the blank book.

Look up at the ceiling of the bookstore.

——When I first saw it, I just felt it was a strange and narrow space, but over the past three years, I have gotten used to it.

Even a blank book.

Or he has wantonly transformed the entire environment into this shabby appearance.

It is also good to have a casual attitude and treat the profound and valuable knowledge as a pure story to enjoy.

Obviously, these various phenomena are happening——

It was simply denying the pride she had in this library from the root.

It is denying the power that belongs to her.

But Aksia's humming voice rose a little more cheerfully.

Seems like he feels very happy.

"He can connect to this place from any random roadside bookstore without any ceremony..."

"It seems that no matter what happens to him, it won't be surprising."

Axia looked towards a black-haired boy who was sitting on a chair reading intently among the rows of bookshelves not far away.

He seemed to have read some interesting story in the book at this moment...

His eyes lit up with interest and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if he was looking forward to the development of the plot.

A heavy history, a desperate world, a sea of ​​blood and corpses with a blood moon hanging high in the sky.

Step by step towards the abyss of darkness, the broken candlelight is about to go out——

It seems that's all.

In the eyes of the black-haired boy.

——Stories are just stories.

048-Invitation to the Source of Knowledge

"So, you've decided which book you want to borrow today?"

I heard footsteps approaching the counter...

Axia put down the book in her hand.

She raised her long eyelashes, supported her chin with her hand, looked at Chu Yan and asked.

Sitting behind a counter that looks like a desk.

A black-haired girl wearing a witch robe made of black gauze, covering her body with soft satin, and a loose wizard hat on her head.

She looked like a kid who would ring doorbells and ask for trick-or-treating on Halloween.

but--

Unlike those innocent and lively children.

Even if it's just sitting at a desk.

Because she was completely defenseless, the pair of well-developed, heavy breasts on her chest propped up the clothes rack on the desk, still proudly declaring their presence.

And obviously.

A bookstore lady who is immersed in the sea of ​​books all day long will never realize her own charm.

——Or maybe she felt that there was no need to adjust her attitude in front of someone?

"It's still early outside, and dinner should still be some time away."

"Would you consider staying a little longer?"

Akxi's pupils turned slightly, and he looked at Chu Yan with only the corner of his eyes, casually flipping through a few pages of the book in his hand.

The leisurely voice carried a hint of nonchalance.

"I usually don't want to leave even though I don't enjoy myself very much...how come you're satisfied so quickly this time?"

She stretched out her tone and smiled softly:

"——If it's you, you can stay here as long as you want."

Axia in this bookstore.

It seems as if it is always disconnected from the tight atmosphere of reality. There is always a sense of tranquility that transcends the mundane world, so the tone and posture expressed are always a little slow and out of line.

However, for her who only has books and knowledge in her eyes...

It is a rare thing to say something like this that sounds like an attempt to keep someone.