My Tokyo Love Game Has Big Problems

Chapter 78 The library on the third underground floor

After closing the door to the student union room, Tamaki Hikaru walked out alone.

Since Aitaniti didn't follow him, he might as well go to the library and take a look today.

The last floor of the library that Imadegawa Himezuki mentioned contained a large number of books that were not particularly important and were too disorganized to be discarded.

This high school is entirely a private high school owned by the Imadegawa family, and a large number of the books in it come from the Imadegawa family.

Imadegawa Himetsuki once saw some manuscripts written by Mitsuki Tamashiro in it, but she couldn't remember where they were.

All the way down from the club building, Tamaki Hikaru could see many freshmen who had fallen into the traps of their seniors, or who had been tortured out of their true nature.

Faced with the warm invitations from some seniors, Tamaki Hikaru just politely showed his badge, and they immediately backed away.

Don't tell me, this feeling is pretty good.

Seeing a poor freshman who wanted to escape, but was dragged by the feet into the physical transformation department by several strong men, Tamaki Hikaru shook his head and clicked his tongue twice.

“It’s so scary”

However, these clubs are not the kind of magical caves where everyone wants to come. They are indeed selecting their favorite members, which makes Tamaki Hikaru feel a little relieved.

At the very least, they still have some semblance of a community, rather than a terrorist organization that just pulls people in.

However, there are exceptions to this situation. For example, Tamaki Hikaru saw a freshman knocking on the door of the swimming club with tears in his eyes and wailing at the door.

"Senior! Senior, I was wrong! Shiku is the best in the world! High-cut swimsuits are the most perfect! Please let me join!"

From the discussions of the people around him, Tamaki Hikaru knew that the freshman was arguing with the people in the swimming club about which swimsuit style was better.

Initially, he was having a verbal battle with everyone, and he was talking eloquently. In the end, a senior girl from the swimming club just lifted her clothes and used her body to support her point of view.

The freshman was confused and introspective for a moment, and then realized that he wanted to join the swimming club in tears.

However, the senior said that because of the different aesthetics, it was impossible for everyone, and the Gaocha Swimming Club did not welcome him to join.

It's so miserable. It's so miserable for these people who have begun to expose their true nature in the face of a little temptation.

After hearing the story of this new student, Tamaki Hikaru wiped the sweat from his forehead and felt like he was lying on his back.

Fortunately, every time he felt something was wrong, he ran away directly, not giving these devils a chance to bewitch him.

I have raised the priority of the high-shape swimsuit department in my heart, and will write an investigation report on this department first to see what they are doing every day.

Don't get me wrong, I don't have any idea of ​​using power for personal gain. I just think that they are so arrogant and very detrimental to the development of the association.

High-cut swimsuits are good, but triangle, diagonal straps, T-shaped, cross-shaped, mesh-shaped, horizontal straps, and hollow hole-shaped swimsuits are also very good.

He will go back and correct their thinking, so that the high-cut swimsuit department can become a sound and open-minded swimming department that can accommodate all swimsuits in the world.

Oh, it's not the high-cut swimsuit department, it's the swimming department, I'm forgetting it.

Tamaki Hikaru knocked on his head and left the club building.

The library of Higashi Fukami High School is very big. Not many people will come, but it is very luxurious.

The tall bookshelf is several meters high, reaching the ceiling, and a dazzling array of books seems to occupy the passage.

After Tamaki Hikaru entered, he even felt a little lost for a moment.

The lowest level? You mean the first floor? Or underground? Where are the stairs to the basement?

I originally thought it was a very empty and spacious indoor library, but it turned out to be a library like a sea of ​​books.

Tamaki Hikaru retreated to the exit and chose to ask the person at the counter for directions.

"The bottom floor? Do you mean the third underground floor? From here, go to the right until you turn right at the end and you will find the stairs going down."

The manager lady at the counter answered Tamaki Hikari's questions cordially.

"By the way, there is also a key. The president said that I need to ask you for the key."

Tamaki Hikaru remembered what Imodegawa Himetsu said and asked quickly.

"key?"

The administrator opened the drawer and counted her keychain.

"No? I must have remembered it wrong, right? And no one will go to the third underground floor. It's not marked on the map of the library."

Shouldn't it? Although this kind of book is not important, it should not be locked even if the chain is not locked.

But since the administrator said so, Tamaki Hikaru no longer dwells on this issue.

After thanking the other party, Tamaki Hikaru was ready to leave.

But at this time, the administrator lady seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly called out Tamaki Hikari.

"By the way, classmate, there seems to be some bad rumors in the lower floors recently. If there is anything strange, remember to come back and tell us."

Weird rumors?

Tamaki Hikaru nodded and agreed to the other party without thinking too much.

Following the path pointed by the administrator, Tamaki Hikaru easily found the staircase leading to the underground. It looked like a staircase for work.

The first underground floor is a place for cleaning old books, and the second underground floor is a utility room.

It is said to be underground, but in fact it is just the foundation of the library. Walking down the stairs, the lights are very bright and the facilities are very new.

However, when we reached the third underground floor, we began to smell of earth, and the light became a little dim. It seemed that we were truly underground.

"Locked?"

Tamaki Hikaru stood in front of the uniquely simple door and tried to push it twice. It didn't move at all and the lock was very strong.

Sure enough, do I still have to go to the administrator to get the key?

Tamaki Hikaru was not surprised, maybe it was because the administrator at the door was not of a high level.

Tamaki Hikaru put down his hands and was about to step onto the stairs when a strange but familiar smell poured into the tip of his nose.

This is? !

"Tick-tock-"

The extremely viscous liquid dripped onto the ground and onto the stairs, making a dull sound.

The rich blood energy made Tamaki Hikaru subconsciously tighten the knife hidden on his body, and a deep sense of terror came from his spinal cord.

People will be afraid of the mutilated limbs and blood of the same kind, because it reminds them of death, and then creates fear.

Blood dripped on the ground, on Tamaki Hikari's clothes, and even on his neck, as if the thing dripping with blood was on his head.

So, what could it be?

Tamaki Hikaru was mentally prepared, turned around suddenly, and looked up, seeing a figure hanging above his head, with limbs hanging limply.

Blood dripped down her arms and toes, forming a small puddle on the ground.

Seeing a human corpse suddenly, a normal person would feel extremely fearful in his heart at this moment, but Tamaki Hikari did not, and instead breathed a sigh of relief.

"What? It turns out to be you."

I don't know whether it was a little regretful or lucky, Tamaki Hikari let go of the hand holding the knife.

Above his head, Yachiyo Yayoi was pierced through the chest by the chandelier and hung on the chandelier, smiling sheepishly.

"I asked why the light was so dark, and I thought it was for some reason." Tamaki Hikaru glanced at her chest, where the familiar pendant was emitting a dark luster.

"I won't ask how you got hung up. You'd better think about how to get down."

It can only be said that she was just having fun for herself by insisting on wearing the pendant even though she knew it had such bad luck.

However, this very outrageous way of death left Tamaki Hikari speechless. It took a lot of effort to get Yachiyo Yayoi down from the chandelier.

If it weren't for him, Yachiyo Yayoi would probably use some methods that ordinary people can't directly see to help herself out of trouble.

After rescuing her from the chandelier, Tamaki Hikaru asked his question.

"Why are you here? Did you come to find me?"

This was the first time that I met Yachiyo Yayoi outside at night. She was wearing the same long dress as always, not a uniform.

"Huh? I'm also wondering. Isn't it Tamaki-kun who came to see me?"

Yachiyo Yayoi asked in confusion, and the two looked at each other in surprise.

Tamaki Hikaru touched his forehead.

"Let's make sure first. This is the third underground floor of the library of Higashi Fukami High School, right?"

Yachiyo Yayoi nodded, it seemed that she also knew where this place was.

"I'm a new student in this school, what about you? And why are you here?"

"I'm the librarian here? Of course I'll be here."

Yachiyo Yayoi said matter-of-factly, but these remarks inevitably aroused some suspicion from Tamaki Hikari.

"Librarian? Then do you know Imadegawa Himetsuki? The vampire from last night?"

Do they actually know each other? So what happened last night?

Tamaki Hikaru's brain instantly turned into a ball of mush, and he was a little confused.

Yachiyo Yayoi shook her head and said that she did not know him.

"Very few people come to this third underground floor. I am in charge of the library on this third underground floor. And why do I know her?"

Seeing her puzzled look, Tamaki Hikaru had to spend some time explaining to her the relationship between this school and Imadegawa Himetsu.

"So, this library is actually her own library, so I'm curious why you are here."

"Well, I don't know. I've been here for a long time. I was here before she was born. How could I possibly know her?"

Yachiyo Yayoi said as she took out a key from her pocket.

"Look, this is the only key to this door, and it's in my hand."

The key was successfully inserted into the keyhole of the door, confirming that she was not lying.

"Well, it looks like it's just a coincidence."

Tamaki Hikaru patted his cheek, forcing himself to clear away all the speculations that had an excessive sense of crisis.

"But do people like you still need to work?"

"What's wrong with me? I also get thirsty, hungry, and tired, right? Do I just keep being hungry just because I won't die?"

Following the words, the key inserted into the keyhole slowly turned, slowly opening the door in front of him.

What hits my face is the smell of old paper and some ink.

The library that comes into view is not a pile of old bookshelves as imagined, but instead looks very orderly.

And compared to a library, this is more like a study room where people can live normally, with a large desk and various papers and pens.

There are many manuscripts piled on top, all neatly clipped and put together.

"No, what you are looking for should be illustrations or research content about monsters. Wait while I think about where this manuscript is."

Yachiyo Yayoi skillfully rummaged through the manuscripts on the desk, and Tamaki Hikaru took a look around several bookshelves.

The collection of books above are all unusual books, some occult books such as black magic, witchcraft, and astrology.

You can even see the Taoist canon and Buddhist scriptures in it. It can be seen that the former owner of this study was very obsessed with these things.

But the ancestors of the Imadegawa family should also be vampires. What use does he see in this?

After casually glancing at it, Tamaki Hikaru skipped it.

What he needs now is actual intelligence and knowledge, not these half-true and half-false metaphysical books.

"I found it!"

Just as Tamaki Hikari was looking around casually, Yachiyo Yayoi waved to him.

"So fast?"

Tamaki Hikaru glanced at her in surprise. There were too many manuscripts piled up on the desk, and there were no covers or catalogs like books to find.

"It seems like you don't work here just to hang around."

Tamaki Hikaru complained that the job of a librarian, and it was a small library with few people, was so leisurely that it was enviable.

"After all, I have been here for so many years, so of course I will be familiar with it."

Yachiyo Yayoi smiled and handed the stack of manuscripts she found to Tamaki Hikari.

"By the way, this thing is quite precious. You can't take it away. You can only read it here under my supervision."

Yachiyo Yayoi was unexpectedly a little strict when she was working, but it was expected by Tamaki Hikari that she couldn't be taken away.

Sitting on the chair in front of the desk, Tamaki Hikaru carefully opened the stack of manuscripts.

Yachiyo Yayoi stood on his right side, looking like she was accompanying a school boy.

Tamaki Hikaru felt a little dazed at the moment.

He actually had a sense of déjà vu that he was the owner of this study room. It would be more like Yachiyo Yayoi holding pen and ink or tea.

"You've been here so long that you haven't even thought about changing your job?"

Tamaki Mitsuru said smoothly, but Yachiyo Yayoi was slightly stunned, and then showed a somewhat troubled expression.

"Well, maybe you are a little familiar with this kind of life and are not willing to change? I don't know."

At this time, Yachiyo Yayoi had forgotten when she got this job and how she applied for this job.

I just remember that I would come to this library to clean and organize it normally every day, even if almost no one would come here.

Although this is the library of the Imadegawa family, no one from the Imadegawa family has ever been here.

It seems like she has been here for so many years.

Not noticing Yachiyo Yayoi's confusion, Tamaki Hikaru opened the manuscript in his hand.

The first page that bore the brunt was the word vampire.

(End of this chapter)