>>5651404>>5650690>talk to loner girl>coat onIt’s probably best if he remains distant. He is her senior, after all. Being casual would not be proper behavior.
Keeping his coat on will also conceal his left wrist, where traces of that obsidian black occult resin remains. People might mistake the black line as a tattoo. Definitely not the proper behavior for a student, even a senior one.
Sira slowly moves towards the desk that has a fort of books on it. He can barely see that lone junior’s head above those piles.
「Junior. Junior. About the upper floors renovation. Do you know anything about it?」
<uh.. Yes, senior. It has been under construction for.. a couple months now, I believe.>
A muffled voice of a young female student answers his question, still covered by that fortress of books stacked on top of each other
<I do not recommend going to the upper floors now. Those laborers will be assembling those bookshelves and desks from now until… the late afternoon. About three.. four.. hours. It will be noisy.>
<If you’re looking for..>
The young student finally peaks her head outside of that little fort at last. She has fluffy black hair that reaches to her nape and she wears a dark blue long nightshirt.
A proper senior would reprimand and report her for not wearing the uniform and having a haircut that might be too long.
Sira knows someone who lives on the edge when he sees one. He simply puts his hands behind his back and remain silent, waiting for her to finish the sentence.
>guaranteed successAfter staring at him for a moment, she answers.
<Oh~>
<Heh.>
<I.. I think understand what you’re trying to say, senior.>
Her cold tone turns into a playful one. She chuckles slightly before continuing.
<If you want to lay low, go up two floors. Literature section. Poetry. Super empty.>
