The Demon of Pleasure: Starting with Angel, Shiina Mahiru! Chapter 270 270: Sumireko Sanshokuin, Dimensional Magic Shop

By noon.

Ako Tamaki was hauled off by Akane Segawa to go ga together. After all, she's still a mber of the Electronic Network Communications Club; if she doesn't feel like attending class, playing gas at school is a decent way to kill ti—especially with Akane Segawa.

That petite girl has seen her popularity in class skyrocket in just a few days; she's a full-on normie. And yet she's a hardcore gar—the kind who'd even forgo having a boyfriend for gas.

Hayashi Maki, anwhile, went to the library.

Having discovered a hidden beauty there, he naturally wanted to make contact and keep an eye on her.

After arriving, he took out a light novel, Isekai Rhapsody, slid a chair over, and sat across from the front desk—i.e., across from Sumireko Sanshokuin with her glasses-and-braids look. Then he opened the book and started reading.

Isekai Rhapsody, like Fairy of Fantasy, is by "Elf Yamada." Though Hayashi Maki wanted to roast how the heroines in her books are always stripping for fan service, they really are a good read and wildly popular with otaku.

Hayashi Maki's an otaku himself, so he likes isekai-adventure light novels. And if Elf Yamada's works sold a million copies, they must have their rits. He could take a page from them—while appreciating how isekai is written.

Seeing him sit and read right in front of her, Sumireko arched a brow. She glanced at the title in his hands and couldn't help rolling her eyes.

"Hayashi Maki, bringing a light novel to read in the library—don't you think that's a bit inappropriate? Also… that series looks 18 ."

Elf Yamada's isekai works are harem-type, stuffed with fan-service scenes; even the illustrations are by doujin artists. So yeah—18 content. Lewd sells, after all. Otherwise you might as well read literature.

Hayashi Maki just waved her concern away with a smile. "What's the issue? Libraries are for reading, aren't they? As long as I'm not bothering anyone. Besides, I bought this from a legitimate shop—if it's sold there, it's legal. By the way, don't you think the library collection's a bit monotonous? As Hakuo Academy's library, it should add a light-novel shelf—that would attract more students."

Sumireko rolled her eyes again. "Nice idea, but I'll pass. I'm not into crowds. I prefer reading quietly by myself." That's why she's a librarian: quiet, undisturbed, able to read—perfect. And even if the student council approved his idea, the extra foot traffic would make it too noisy for her to enjoy books.

"Fair enough—just a suggestion. If you don't like being disturbed, pretend I never said it," Hayashi Maki said, and went back to his book—clearly absorbed.

Sumireko still found him an eyesore. That infuriating guy sat right in front of her on purpose. And worse, he was reading the kind of "lewd" otaku fare she found offensive—polluting her field of vision!

"Sumireko, why the look? I'm not interrupting your reading, am I? And that book—you were reading it last ti too, weren't you? How many tis have you read it? Like it that much?"

She was holding a book titled Heart. She seed to find resonance in it, reading and rereading it, reluctant to put it down.

"You're not disturbing ," she sniffed, "but reading that kind of book right in front of is an eyesore."

"Then I'll leave?" Hayashi Maki put on a wounded look and started to get up. She didn't bite. So he sat back down and pulled out another light novel—this ti Fairy of Fantasy.

The corner of Sumireko's mouth twitched. So much for saying anything.

Hayashi Maki chuckled. "If a work's a hit, it has its value. Fantasy light novels sell because reality is too harsh. People need ntal nourishnt to stay upbeat and relieve stress. So stop looking at like I'm a perv—I'm taking in ntal nourishnt here, and studying the genre. By the way, I'm a light-novel author under the pen na 'Kurosora Twilight.' If you're curious, you can check out."

Her gaze changed. "You're actually a light-novel author? That's unexpected."

"What, do I not look the part?"

"You look like a philandering scumbag no matter how I squint—otherwise that bunny-girl senpai wouldn't have stomped you," she said, hitting the mark, then studied him again.

Hayashi Maki waved it off. "Leaving aside the 'flirt' thing—surprised you rember that bunny girl."

"Of course. She's a famous forr child star—an actress—and a second-year senpai. Mai Sakurajima was really well-known; even though I don't watch much TV, I know her. But from the way you asked… she's in trouble, isn't she? As in, people can't see her and don't rember her?"

Her analysis earned a thumbs-up. "You're spot on—that's exactly it."

"Sumireko, last ti you said those glasses that hide your looks—make you unnoticeable—were bought from a witch, right?"

"Yes." She pushed up her glasses and nodded. "It was a so-called 'dinsional magic shop' that claims to grant wishes. The clerk was a poised, long-black-haired witch."

Hearing that, Hayashi Maki pretty much guessed who she was: the witch who freezes ti and commands space and dinsions—Yuuko Ichihara.

"So, what price did you pay for those glasses? I don't believe a witch would give you sothing magical for free."

Sumireko shot him a glare. "Why are you suddenly calling that familiarly? We only just t, you know!"