Letâs assume that the fortune-telling content in these fortune cookies are hints to the lock codes that lead to the [Devilâs Notes]. Then there are five hints remaining.
Rusty iron colorBack sideUnderwearspeed violation15th step of the dull golden ladder
Regarding âback sideâ, âunderwearâ, and âspeed violationâ, itâs refreshing, so letâs postpone it. The next thing that seems to be easy to understand is the mysterious colors such as â15 step dull golden ladderâ and âRusty iron Onato colorâ. . .
I canât read this âRusty Iron Onato Colorâ.
âHey, Navi-san. Can you read what is written here?â
âUnfortunately, we do not support character authentication for things other than books.â
Thatâs disappointing. Does that mean I canât get Navi-sanâs cooperation? If I canât read this, I canât get Navi-san to search for it.
âHow do you read it? I think ârustâ and âironâ are probably correct, but . . . next is âgonoudoâ? âOnandoâ? No, âOnoudoâ?â
As I muttered and groaned, someone put their hand on the back of the sofa on which I was sitting. When I was looking at the fortune-telling paper without looking back, thinking that it was Navi-san, a gentle girlâs voice came down from behind me.
âItâs read as âSabi Tetsu Onando Iroâ.â
It was Japanese.
When I stood up from the chair in a hurry and looked back, a girl with glasses stood on the other side of the backrest of the sofa.
Black eyes and black hair tied in pigtails on the side of the neck. The high school girl in a dark green blazer-type uniform is probably âJapaneseâ.
Because I know that uniform. It is a newly redesigned uniform of a famous local high school in my previous life. The redesign was about two years before I died in my previous life. The sister of my friend, who introduced me to the game, did her best to study for the entrance exam for the new uniform, passed it safely, and showed off the uniform.
But why is there a âJapanese personâ in a forbidden library in another world? No, wait. Given that the lock code and fortune-telling paper here are in Japanese, is it really that strange?
To me, who was confused, the girl bowed a little with an embarrassed look.
âIâm sorry for talking to you all of a sudden and surprising you. It was my first time meeting someone I didnât know here, so I was so happy that I talked to you unintentionally.â
âAh, no. . . yeah. Iâm sorry. I didnât expect anyone else to come. . .â
Who would have imagined that a Japanese high school girl would come.
âNo, itâs my fault for talking to you all of a sudden. Oh. . . are you from overseas? Youâre good at Japanese.â
I was praised for something. Itâs true that Iâm a Western girl now, But I was Japanese for 28 years in my previous life. However, I turned 14 years old without a chance to speak Japanese, so I forgot the pronunciation of Japanese a little and it became a mess.
However, even if I talk about my previous life, you wonât believe me, so Iâll introduce myself as a foreigner.
âThank you for your compliment. Well, nice to meet you. Iâm Isabella. Isabella Ali Rottenstein. People call me Bella or Isabella.â
Judging that it is not necessary to say the third daughter of the Dukeâs family, I gave my name only.
âThank you for your kindness. Mashiro Yuuka. Mashiro is the surname and Yuuka is the given name. Everyone calls me âClass repâ, but you can call me whatever you want.â
Yuuka seems to be the âClass repâ. Certainly, I thought she looked like a class representative. For the time being, it seems that a Japanese forbidden library friend has been made. Iâm happy.
Oh, come to think of it, she just told me about the name of the color written on the fortune-telling paper. I was just surprised and forgot the name of the color she told me.
âExcuse me, but could you tell me the name of this color again?â
âItâs okay. The name of the color written on the paper is âSabi Tetsu Onando Iroâ, which is almost black gray. I donât know if itâs okay to say gray because itâs as close to black as possible. But. . . does that help you.â
âYes!! Very much!!â
I see, as expected, the class rep of the preparatory school is knowledgeable. This will bring me closer to the lock code.
When I felt better, I snapped my fingers in a good mood and summoned Navi-san.
âCome on!! Navi-san!!â
âYes, are you looking for something?â
âNavi-san, do you have any books about âSabi Tetsu Onando Iroâ?â
âThree books on âSabi Tetsu Onando Iroâ, two materials, four color sample books, and fifty-two books that seem to be âSabi Tetsu Onando Iroâ on the cover.â
Is the color of the cover included in the target search? Also, âIt seems to be âSabi Tetsu Onando Iroâ is clearly not âSabi Tetsu Onando Iroâ. The color name varies from country to country, so it canât be helped, so itâs a total of 61 books. Itâs hard to find a lock code. . .
But itâs getting closer little by little. I looked back to say thank you to âClass repâ again.
ââClass repâ, thank you so much, . . . Huh? Sheâs not here.â
Looking back, there was no âClass repâ there. I looked around the surrounding forbidden library. I looked up and looked for her on the ladders, but there was no âClass repâ anywhere.
Just like when she appeared, she suddenly disappeared.
So, I asked Navi-san, who appeared with all the books about âSabi Tetsu Onando Iroâ, about âClass repâ.
âHey, Navi-san. The âClass repâ who was here a while ago. . . wasnât it, um, âMashiro Yuukaâ has already left?â
âI donât understand the question.â
âWell, âMashiro Yuukaâ was here just now, did she go home?â
âThe only user here right now is Isabella-sama.â
âIt may be so now, but I was talking about earlier.â
âFrom the time Isabella-sama came to the forbidden library to the present, there has been only one user, Isabella-sama. The entry of other users was not confirmed. In addition, users named âMashiro Yuukaâ and âClass repâ are not registered.â
. . . . . Horror again.
I canât do it anymore. Iâve been going through the horror developments that have happened as much as I can for a while, but I canât do it anymore. The forbidden library, I canât do research alone here anymore. I donât want to be alone.
I need Ursch-kun. I need the Ursh-kun ingredient now. I have to replenish the healing Ursch-kun right away, the SAN is already at its limit.
âNavi-san. I want to get out of the library for a while. . .â
âThank you for using our service today.â
The next moment, I was standing on the edge of the original fountain.
Nani-san!! Itâs sudden!! Iâve been kicked out without any amiability or humor!! No, if I can get out, thatâs fine!! Ursch-kun, I want to see Ursch-kun!! I want to meet Ursch-kun and smell him!! My mind has been cornered, and Ursch-kun withdrawal symptoms have appeared.
Unlike when entering the forbidden library, the surrounding sounds are coming back and I can leave the fountain.
Talk to Marieta? Thatâs later!!
Iâm sure Ursch-kun said that he was going to do something in the basement of the alchemy department today!! The aim is the alchemy department!! The top priority is a supply of Ursch-kun!!
I heard Miriana calling behind me when I started running to the alchemy department with a dash, but i ignored it. Thereâs no time for that now.
I ran like the wind through the premises and desperately looked for Ursch-kun in the basement of the alchemy department. A senior in the alchemy department spoke to me.
âTruly, itâs Ursch-kunâs wife. Are you in a hurry?â
Fortunately, I asked where Ursch-kun was, but I was held back.
âAh. If itâs Ursch, heâs been working all night every day, so he got sleepy and took a nap on the sofa. . . Iâll wake him up, so could you wait a moment?â
Are you sleeping? Is Ursch-kun sleeping? Donât wake him up!! I canât miss this opportunity because itâs rare to see the sleeping face of 15-year-old Ursch-kun, who is so absorbed in his work that he doesnât sleep well.
âYou donât have to wake him up!! You can let him sleep, so please guide me!!â
Do you sleep dirty? What is a dirty way of sleeping? On the contrary, I want to see it!!
âItâs okay!! It doesnât matter if he grinds his teeth, snores, or drools, so please guide me!!â
Then the question and answer continued for a while, and the senior, who was broken down by my push, reluctantly guided me. He guided me on the condition that it is absolutely a secret from Ursch-kun. You donât have to be so careful. If itâs Ursch-kun, it can be forgiven by laughing and saying âcuteâ even if you fart while sleeping!!
Ursch-kun, who was taking a nap on the sofa, was amazing.
His head, or rather, around the shoulder blade (?), was on the armrest of the sofa, a little bit like a warped banzai. Fufu. . . I feel like heâs going to fall. Cute. In addition, one foot was on the backrest. The boots he always wears were thrown away around that area. Whether he took them off together with his boots, or little by little while he was sleeping, his socks came off to the toes and hung there. The socks are about to fall off completely. Itâs good.
And above all, the front of his jacket is fully open. they jacket is crumpled, probably because he couldnât sleep and took it off while he was sleeping. The collarbone, chest, abdomen, and navel are completely visible. I canât stand it. Hehehe.
âNo, itâs the behavior, but she looks like a beautiful girl. Maybe. Iâm sure. Yes.â
I could hear them whispering behind me, but I ignored it. Iâm busy taking in Ursch-kun.
Itâs good that Ursch-kun is sleeping, and I think I should smell the nape of his neck, and I approached Ursch-kunâs head little by little.
. . . . . . . I was captured by the sleeping Ursch-kun.
Despite the tension of me, who stiffened while being captured, and the people around me who thought Ursch-kun had woken up, Ursch-kun kept sleeping while capturing me.
Heâs sleeping. Heâs sleeping while holding me firmly.
When I quietly sighed in relief that Ursch-kun didnât wake up, Ursch-kun, who was still sleeping, dragged me up on the sofa and used both legs to hold me tightly.
Iâm in the state of being Ursch-kunâs body pillow now. Ursch-kun is warm.
When I was weakened by the continuous horror developments, I was stabbed by a series of Ursch-kunâs sleeping phases, and my consciousness faded away.
âGyaa!! The dukeâs daughter got a nosebleed and fainted!!â
âSeriously, the dukeâs daughter!! Even the dukeâs daughter getâs a nosebleed?!â
âSomeone!! Bring ânose paperâ, âtissuesâ or âwaist paperâ!!â
âItâs all the same, idiot!!â
âJust hurry up!! I canât expose the Dukeâs daughter like this!!â
â. . . . . . Hey, Ursch. Youâve been awake for a while, havenât you?â