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Chapter 19

Struggling to fight off her tiredness, the small girl whispered a slight sigh of complaint. Feeling something moving inside her hair, her battle against her own body quickly came to an end and her eyes shot wide open, glancing above her.

Y/N: Took you long enough to wake up.

The librarian was looking down at her, one of his hands placed on her head while holding her hat with his free one. Looking into his eyes, some thing never change and his fatigue was one of those things. Nonetheless, he calmly kept patting her head in a constant cycle, arboring a weak smile in the corner of his lips.

'I hope she doesn't mind.'

Koishi: ...Huh?

Her eyes widening, she could hear loud and clear the voice of the man, yet his lips didn't move. Standing up, she asked him if he said anything, to which he replied by shaking his head. Confused, she reached for her hat and placed it back on top of her head.

Something was wrong, she couldn't tell what exactly but that mysterious voice was confirming her doubts.

'She's clearly confused.'

Koishi: What's going on?

Y/N: ...

He didn't respond, at least not with words. Slowly rising one of his hands in her field of vision, he quietly pointed down. Following that instruction, the only point of interest was her third eye resting around her. Looking closer, the brightness in it took her by surprise for a moment... the eye... wide open...

...Wait.

Koishi: H-Huh?! When did that happen?

She was taken aback by her own voice too, brimming with light. She wanted to be scared to see that, she really wished for that. However, it was like a void in her mind, she couldn't remember why she was so adamant about sealing her third eye. Why was she so scared about opening it? That reason was gone from her head, she didn't know why she took that decision.

Koishi: Why... Why did I forget?

Y/N: I'm afraid that I can't help you with that.

'I don't know what she's talking about anyway.'

In a sense, that statement was a lie but not at the same time, unaware of what she was talking about but still having an idea of what that something was. Knowing who he was talking to, he needed to be careful and never drop his guard, no need to indirectly tell her something he didn't want her to know.

Y/N: I don't think it really matters, are you alright?

Koishi: Hm?

Her curiosity perked up.

Y/N: You were crying in your sleep, did you have a nightmare?

'That was definitely a nightmare.'

Koishi: I don't... remember what I was dreaming.

To her, it was blank, a missing piece that fell out of her mind. No matter how many times she tried to focus, it would only lead her to a headache and nothing else. Sighing, she relunctantly told him that she couldn't remember.

Y/N: ...Better like that.

He quietly mumbled to himself those words and stood up. She looked at the desk she was resting on and saw the book the librarian gave to her as a gift, the one book that contains everything about his life. Not wishing to forget it just like the hours she spent with her eyes closed, she grabbed it and followed the last survivor of this place.