✿ BGM: 忍 - 青空のいろ

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Autumn, Tokyo.

It was the morning when the students were walking up the slopes leading to their schools, and no one was exempt – no, there were exceptions, of course.

In an ordinary residential building in the metropolitan area, the girl with cherry blossoms stood in front of the mirror, looked down at the slightly ill-fitting uniform of the junior high school students, was silent for a few seconds, and then shouted like crazy: "I don't want to wear a new uniform, I'm really not used to it!" There are so many new faces to face......"

In the uniform bag on the side, Xiaolan rubbed her eyes and poked her head out of the guardian egg. "What is there to complain about, Ameng wanted to be a frank child from the beginning. Come on, right? ”

Staring at the four guardian eggs in his uniform bag, Aemon sighed again.

(I almost forgot, there are these four guardian sweethearts.) None of the four of them were fuel-efficient lamps. ）

Every child has an egg of the soul, which is pregnant with dreams that will disappear when they grow up. And guarding the sweetheart is the "ideal self" hatched from the egg of the soul. Ordinary people can't see the guardian sweetheart, but those who are also the owner of the guardian sweetheart can; And some people who don't have a guardian sweetheart and have special abilities can also see it. Using the power of guarding the sweetheart, you can carry out image transformation and transformation operations, and there is also an inexplicable atmosphere of a light novel-style magical girl on the bad street.

After arranging the uniform bag, Aemon looked up at the clock, and instantly petrified in place.

"Ahhhh......h Why is it already this time? Am I up late again? It's been a long time since this happened! ”

Amon hurriedly picked up his uniform bag and went downstairs, picked up a piece of bread from the dining table, put it in his mouth, and ran in the direction of the school.

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After the wonderful late day, Yameng had to stand at the door and humbly accept the criticism of the new head teacher.

Through the window, Amon could see many familiar faces. More than half of the students are from the Holy Night Headquarters, including Yuiyo, Nagihiko, and Rimo, who were formerly Guardians.

The Holy Night School has a unique guardian system. The organization called the "Guardians" is similar to the student councils of other schools, and its responsibilities are to protect the students in the school in addition to those found in the regular student councils. During the time she joined the Guardians, Aemon experienced countless events, large and small, protected many children's soul eggs, and was filled with the taste of the top ordinary Su, and finally graduated from the primary school of the Holy Night and left the Guardians.

"Hina Senamon, are you listening?"

The head teacher looked at Ameng, whose eyes were erratic, and frowned.

"Ahaha, of course I'm listening......"

Aemon almost shuddered, came back to his senses and replied with a smirk.

(Of course I wasn't.) ）

"Well, your homework today is to write a review. I want to include all the important points in what I said. In addition to this, help organize the library's collection after school. The head teacher pushed his glasses, and without giving Ameng time to refute, he continued the conversation. Now you can go back to the classroom and sit. ”

With a bitter look on his face, Amon walked into the classroom with his uniform wrapped over his right shoulder.

"Ahh......h

"The appearance of carrying a uniform bag is also ......"

“……”

Having found her place, Aemon sighed almost invisibly, hung her uniform bag on the table and sat down.

(Sure enough, I'd rather be called cute or something...... ）

At this point, the teacher on the podium clapped her hands, drawing the eyes of the class to her.

"Today's first lesson is Chinese, the course will explain dialects and common languages, please prepare relevant teaching materials."

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On a sunny morning, the cherry blossom-haired girl held her chin and looked out the window, writing a few strokes on the textbook from time to time with a ballpoint pen in her hand.

(Life in the country has begun.) ）

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"Ah...... I'm so tired. As long as you finish sorting out the books on this floor, you can go, right? Amon stretched and turned to look out the window.

It's dusk. The remnant sun dissipates all the light and heat, and then it will rediscover the source of life, thus making the black night eternal. Its afterglow fell in the corner of the library, and the thin air was tinted with a dull warmth. Countless flying dust feathers turned into a few reddish rays of light on the horizon, floating on the white and soft clouds.

(If someone lives in the twilight all the time, they must long to escape the eternal loneliness.) ）

Having come to her senses, Amon continued to place the haphazardly stacked books back on the shelves.

"It's weird. It's obviously the top floor of the library where no one came, so why do these books look like they've been maliciously disrupted? Cube struggled to lift a book and place it on the shelf, then sat down to rest.

"If it weren't for Ameng's late arrival today, how would we be here...... But the books here are so messy, it's a good place to hide them. There was a faint helplessness in Maggie's words.

"Oh yes! I don't know if the cube has ever heard of this legend, the elf of the library. ”

"The elves of the library...... Xiaolan, do you mean that school weird talk? Legend has it that the elves who inhabit the library possess endless wisdom and can solve all the world's mysteries for those who accidentally discover her, but at the same time take people's souls at the cost of taking them - and eating them. ”

"Block...... It's already gloomy here, don't tell any more ghost stories, it's terrible to say......" Xiaosi trembled for a moment, and then hid behind Maggie.

"You guys should do a good job for me, don't just chat." Amon reminded aloud as she picked up a book from the stack.

When he saw the simple and heavy book cover, Ameng couldn't help but be stunned.

(It is not labeled with the title of the book or the author, not even the name of the bookstore that published it.) ）

Confused, she turned the first page of the book. There was not a word on the new, clean paper, and the entire page was blank.

Page two? Blank.

Page 3, Page 4, Page 5...... It's all blank.

Until I reached the very middle of the book, a pair of blood-red eyes were engraved on it. The sakura-haired girl seemed to see the eyes of the pupils moving, and involuntarily met its eyes.

A strange red light suddenly shot out from those eyes, and what greeted them was endless darkness.

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I don't know how long it took for Aemon to open his eyes from a momentary sense of weightlessness.

(What's going on?) I'm still in the library. ）

At this time, she was standing in front of the spiral staircase next to the original bookshelf, and the long criss-crossing maze of staircases stretched to the end of the line of sight. Surrounded by mountains of books, the vastness is like stars.

Walking up the stairs, the sound of footsteps echoed in the empty space. Solemn religious canvases fill the ceiling, adding to the sense of oppression, making people slow down the sound of footsteps for fear of disturbing the sleeping gods.

After a long time, it finally reached the top of the building. The attic on the top floor of the library turned out to be a greenhouse. The skylight of the triangular roof shines in the soft light of the dusk, and the greenery sways in the breeze.

Then I saw a row of books arranged in a fan-shaped shape and a girl sitting in front of the spread out books. Layers of goose down ruffles spread on the pitch-black dress on the ground, like ominous flowers blooming in the dark night. Beneath the white tiara, adorned with ribbon lace and rose ornaments, reveals beautiful long brown hair that flows to the floor like a loosened velvet turban, and the side of her face has a cold beauty that makes it difficult to tell whether she is an adult or a child.

With her petite figure, delicate face, sapphire-like transparent eyes, and long brown hair as smooth as satin, Amon couldn't help but wonder if the girl in front of her was a doll made by the gods.

(No, who would drop a doll that looks so expensive here!?) ）

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It is close to a delicate doll of life-size and about 140 centimeters tall.

No, she's the "library elf" roaming here.