But to say such a Ray had stolen her notebook? Vivian made an idiotic expression in total disbelief. There was no evidence that Ray had taken the notebook, but every clue of it’s location headed back towards him.
She couldn’t help but be suspicious.
However, how would Ray do such a thing?
Now that she thought about it, it was also after Sensuality Inside of Vagueness had disappeared. That was not the library’s copy, but rather a pre-release copy, and Vivian herself had signed the inside cover of the book.
Since she had ran away, there would have been no choice but for Ray to take the book with him. However, the problem was if he even compared the text of the novel and the notebook, he might be able to realize that Vivian was the erotic novelist Perdi.
Though without enough wit, it would be hard to tell.
But if it’s Ray…….
If she went over the numerous stacks of books he had read on a daily basis, she found it a valid possibility.
What would happen if Ray found out that Vivian and Perdi were the same person?
Then what’s with, ‘Let’s meet at the library’?
Now that she thought about it, this past incident had been resolved far too easily. To ask her out and then call her out to the library despite his rejection of her numerous times until now – it all seemed very suspicious.
Vivian nervously bit at her nails. The longer she thought, her imagination went wild towards worst case scenarios. For example, if he knew that Vivian was Perdi, he would use the fact that they were dating, and blackmail her with her notebook.
No way.
Vivian shook her head as she quickly left the library and headed towards the Scholar’s Tower.
She walked towards the Scholar’s Tower that had a dark and gloomy outer appearance. However, she was halted from the entrance.
Oh, right.
Not only was the Scholar’s Tower not accessible to the majority of people, it was in some ways, even more strict with conditions for entry than the Royal Palace’s Library.
The gatekeeper scanned Vivian who. wore the uniform of a librarian, up and down and asked. “What business are you on?”
Vivian self-reflected on her rash actions, and hurriedly started to speak before the gatekeeper could chase her away. As she was very used to sudden justifications so lies naturally rolled off the tip of her tongue.
“I am Vivian, a librarian working at Royal Library. I am here to hand over papers that Sir Ray from the Scholar’s Tower left to me.”
“If they are mere papers, I shall hand them to him.”
“No, they are incredibly important, emergency papers, so Sir Ray told me to hand them directly to him. Please just let him know.”
The gatekeeper narrowed his eyes and studied Vivian, but she put on a shameless face and didn’t even blink an eye. He shrugged his shoulders and said he would pass her message on and walked into the tower.
Vivian was sure that Ray would be here. The scholars never strayed from the library, the tower, and conference, or in rare cases – the Academy.
If they were of noble birth, it was an entirely different story, but Ray had revealed to Vivian that he was of common birth in the past.
However, a long time later, the gatekeeper came back with a very displeased face and approached her.
“There is no scholar named Ray at the Scholar’s Tower.”
Before Vivian could say anything, he shortened the distance between them and said with an accusatory tone, “It appears you’ve used your brains quite a bit, but you should come up with a better method.”
“What?”
“Librarian Vivian. If you have no further business, please return. From now on, if you arrive without a justifiable permit for entry, I will act upon violence.”
“No, wait. I’m unable to understand what you’re saying. What do you mean there’s no Ray?”
It wasn’t even that Ray was in absentia, it was that there was no scholar named Ray. It didn’t make any sense. Vivian, in astonishment, spent a while to vent her feelings of being wronged to the gatekeeper and was eventually chased out the iron doors.
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