The story of Ficke's fall had spread to two more classrooms.
Nelson, Reido and Pillman were talking about it, but apparently no one thinks about it by linking it to Morgen's story yesterday.
Nelson jokes about mixing things up,
"Torque, isn't it because you poked Ficke through his torso at the martial arts tournament?"
And I said, and the torque.
"I guess so. I've fought you, and Eston is a pimp."
And by doing it back, it was about as much as the tingling air flowed between the two of them, and they all considered Ficke's condition to be to the point where he was a little sick and fell, and didn't seem to take it seriously.
Morgen is also extending his cooking talk with buyers today, and looks like he completely forgot about his story yesterday.
Almark spent as little time as possible not touching on Ficke's story.
During the lunch break, I will visit Irmis and tell him that I want him to take a break from today's remedial work.
Ilmiss allowed me without asking anything after staring at Almark's face for a while.
When class is over and Almark is getting his return schedule in place quickly, Wendy, who sees it, calls out.
"That, Almark. There's no remedial education for Dr. Illmis today?
"Yeah. It is."
When Almark nods, Wendy's face shines all the time.
"Then why don't you come home with me?
"Sorry."
Almark apologizes.
"Not today."
"Yes..."
Wendy, with a disappointed face, pulled her hair back, but Almark went outside the school building to shake it off.
Ain and I meet at the library before sundown.
Autumn is deepening and the time for the sun to set is getting faster.
We have to hurry.
When he returned to the dorm early enough, Almark made up his support in his room and flew out of the dorm again.
When Almark arrived at the library, the dim darkness was about to dominate the area.
But the sun is still far west.
"Wait a minute."
Ain't hesitating to nod, standing unattended near the library entrance to Almark's words.
"Sort of. I thought the sun would set and I chilled."
And he laughs and adds:
"But I waited patiently, thinking there was no way I could wrap my tail around what I said."
"Sorry."
"Fine. I made it."
So Ein turns to the library entrance.
Almark also lines up next to it.
"You're ready. Whatever happens next, it's your responsibility."
To Ein's words, Almark nods.
"Oh."
"Let's go"
The two of them lined up and went into the library.
Tamin sits at the reception just like he did yesterday.
Just look at the two of us once again today and I won't say anything.
The two go straight past the reception and into the browsing room.
There are a few students left.
Keep going, get into the general library.
The light of day is still coming in through the window for lighting.
Red light. West day.
There was still one student in the library, but they went out of the way with the two of them.
After dropping that back off, Ain looks back at Almark.
"Come on, it's from here"
"Oh."
The two, each separately, arranged themselves in a position where the increased bookshelf was well visible.
"It's a moment of darkness, I hear. Don't miss it, Almark."
"You're the one. You can't see the shelves from me. You take a good look."
Say that to each other and fine-tune the position.
And silence for a while.
"The sun sets"
Ain shrugged.
The red light that was plugged through the lighting window broke off all the time.
Sunset.
I guess there's still residual light outside, but inside the library, for a moment, it was wrapped in darkness.
Almark stared into the darkness.
"There was."
"That's it."
They raised their voices at the same time.
In the dark, there was certainly one book that emitted blurred and pale light.
At that moment, twitching and making noises, the lamps on the walls lit up.
The inside of the library brightens up again.
Then, with that light, the pale light of the book quickly became indistinguishable.
"You see that?"
While Ain says so, get close to the book.
"Oh, I saw it"
Answering that, Almark approached the same book.
It was a well-fitted, deep-green cover book.
"Strange Plants".
Look at the title of the book, Ain't, still, squeals.
"Look, it's exactly what I see. This is a plant book. Perhaps foxes are also introduced in this. And this book itself explains the nature of its photoaccumulation in a rather delicate way."
"Well, thank you."
Answering, Almark wraps his inner tongue around Ein's wisdom eye.
This boy named Ain knows ten by the way when he sees one. And the confidence to affirm that. Also, wow.
"I don't feel magic"
That's what Ain said, and he took the book without hesitation.
Turn the page flat, hum, and snort.
"There it is. It's a fox. Description of photoaccumulation action. And it says that the pigment is also used in this book."
"You're perfectly right."
Almark leaks a sigh of emotion.
Ain shakes his head with a rugged face.
"Correct, but it hasn't solved anything. What happened to Ficke?"
That's what I say, I go through the pages of the book trying to get some clue.
Seeing that desperate look, Ein also said something difficult about being responsible, but he also realizes that nothing is going on and that he is seriously worried about Ficke in the end.
"Ain't you"
Almark accidentally shut his mouth.
of the book in Ain's hand, the book next door.
It looks like a book with no weird philosophy whatsoever, but from there, I feel an odd magic I didn't feel until just now.
"Ain"
Almark spoke sharply.
"Get away from there"
Ein sees Almark.
Slow.
When Almark grabs that chest piece with his left hand, he pulls it towards himself with one hand at a time.
"Guh."
Ain't gonna groan like he's in pain, but he can't afford to care.
At the end of Almark's gaze, the book opens up alone, slowly.
"Ain, look"
Ain looking back also opens his eyes.
"Is that fate? But that book."
Ain squeaks.
"There was no mark on the back cover. It's not a book collection here."
In that moment, did you see that far?
"Exactly. But what do we do?"
"It's absolutely not good to touch. Keep your distance...... Hey, Almark, what are you doing!
Ain shouted a surprise.
Because Almark was reaching for his right hand and grabbing the book.
"Not me."
Almark screamed.
"Your hand."
Ain screams back.
It was definitely Almark's right hand.
When Almark's right hand suddenly moved as if he had a separate intention, he grabbed the book.
Golden snake.
Behind Almark's brain, the snake's ring swayed.
"Let go, Almark!
Ain screams.
From by Almark's grasp, there was a twitchy black stain on the surface of the book.
Strange patterns painted by stains.
Almark looked familiar.
Martial Arts Games Day.
Copper coins and silver coins that were the identities of the odd magicians confronted with Almark.
That was similar to the pattern that was depicted on its surface.
"Chi."
Ain waves.
An invisible strong force plays the book.
But it was too late.
From the book that fell to the floor, suddenly, countless hands reached out.
That grabs Almark and Ain.
It's not the flesh that's being grabbed.
Almark also found out by the senses.
It was the soul that grabbed me.
The countless hands that immediately dragged Almark and Ain's soul out of the flesh disappear straight into the book.
Later, silence.
I wonder if the book floats fluffy, it fits in the original place.
And only two unconscious bodies remained on the floor.