As usual, Cia arrived at the library on time.
Now, this library had become a bane of his existence. Aside from the unsolved girl in the black mist, he was now about to face the old man.
When he opened the door, the old man was still sitting on the rocking chair. But this time, he was awake, and it seemed like he was waiting for Cia to come in.
"Damn boy, I didn't know you have the balls to do that. What happened?" The old man's voice sounded casual. He didn't seem to be displeased or anything, it was more like teasing.
"It looked like you strained yourself hard. Look at you holding that cane, you're starting to resemble me now."
"Ha ha ha ha... Those people are hateful. I couldn't just let them be." Cia almost cringed at his answer.
The old man probably didn't believe him, since even Cia couldn't believe himself. But the library owner didn't dig too much.
The two of them always have some kind of metal respect. He just looked at Cia as if he found some kind of strange specimen.
