Delith's voice was clear and steady, as if he were talking to her not far away, but Isabella couldn't make out his exact direction and distance—she guessed it was because of the transparent mirrors around him.They are both domes and floors, foils to the gears and dials where the hands have moved.…… This place is becoming more and more like a fairy tale.I really don't know how the mechanic decorates."
Goo?
Oh, I forgot.You're scared of the escalator, right, the handle of that thing is a bit crunchy, I've never fixed it, but every time I fall, I get lucky to hang on the gear next to it, don't be afraid. ”Isabella:......
Then you might as well fix it!!
How can hell not be afraid!!
What do you mean by "every time you fall"!
Delis's frivolous tone was as if he had seen him: "Hey, haven't you come down yet?"
Tsk tsk, coward. ”Isabella:......
When I woke up this morning, the duke, who had been frightened many times, broke out - you xx is a coward, you wonderful xxx who beats gongs and drums and competes with a four-year-old child!!
The Duke crossed his hands on his hips, stood at the top of the stairs and shouted nonsense: "Babble, babble!"
”- She once again forgot her current setting of "can't explode a series of foul mouths, and if you explode a foul mouth, you will babble directly", and her language ability has regressed directly to her infant years.Dilis was silent.Before Isabella could react, she saw that the surrounding crystal mirrors also responded: "Babble, babble, babble!"
”"Babble!!""
Babble!!""
Babble!!""
Babble!!"
“！！”
“！”
Isabella:......
She crouched silently and covered her face, trying to ignore the milky roar that echoed throughout the bell tower.It wasn't until the echo cleared that Dilis downstairs whispered, "Look, that's the propagation of sound, Coo." ”Broadcast your second uncle.Isabella crouched at the top of the staircase for a long time, desperate to get her whip back from nowhere, wrap it around her neck, find a pointer or something, tie it tightly, and hang herself on the spot."
Coo-goo.Cuckoo. ”Goo, your second uncle."
Coo, coo, coo."…… Goo you second uncle!
Enraged again by a series of calls that resembled dove's calls, Isabella wiped her fleshy face and looked up in anger—slamming into the collar of Dilis's shirt.Not even below the knee - this was the Duke's strange and excited first reaction."
I'm coming upstairs to pick you up, Goo."
The other person was climbing the stairs below, holding on to the handle to look up at her.The long black staircase is lined with a fairytale-like backdrop, and the central figure is a young man with his eyes reflected in the starry sky.This is undoubtedly a scene worthy of being included in the album, but Isabella is still immersed in the achievement of "looking up at the collar of the shirt not the knee", and excitedly looks at the protagonist's oil-stained shirt collar, in a state of honey touch.Seeing this, Dilis tilted his head, stretched out his arm directly, and hugged her whole.And again, as he had done yesterday, he adjusted his position and sat her on his shoulder."
Let's go down and have breakfast, I promise, you won't fall out.""
Don't be afraid."
The abrupt suspension made Isabella a little nervous, and she reflexively waved her hand outward, trying to keep her balance.With a single swing, she grabbed Dilis's ear.…… And couldn't help but pinch.Hey, fun.The mechanic who encountered the bear child riding his face for the first time: "......"
He hesitated for a moment and taught seriously: "A lady can't pinch a gentleman's ear." ”Isabella, who just felt that her behavior was inappropriate and was about to let go: ......
She put her other hand on the other ear of Dilis.Gentleman, you second uncle.Dilis had no choice but to hold on to the handle and walk down.They were up the long staircase now, and Dilis wasn't slow at his pace, fearing that moving or stopping the cub on her head would cause her to fall.He made a promise today that he wouldn't let her fall, so he couldn't move."
Dilis, ears, pointy.""
Hmm.""
Delith, elf?""
No, I'm human, and there are no elves in this world.""
Dilis, dog?""
It's rare for canines to have pointy ears like mine."
Isabella:......
Wow, I can't even hear me scolding him.She was addicted to playing, and happily pinched his ear and asked, "Dilis, goblin?"
”"No, I'm human, and there are no goblins in this world."
The mechanic looked at the road under his feet and did not forget to teach the research object on his shoulder: "Goo, you have to believe in science." ”Oh, tell me in a bell tower that turns into a dragon and speaks with bells."
Dilis, magic?""
Magic is nothing more than an evolution of advanced science."
Dilis explained earnestly, "The magicians on the continent also regularly seek out mechanics to maintain their magic staffs. ”Hmph, that's true.If there is any profession that can be most respected by the mainland, and even its power is faintly a country of its own......
It's a mechanic.The Duke narrowed her eyes and recalled the top mechanics in her impressions—she had indeed had a relationship with many of the top mechanics for the sake of her cherished mechanical whip.But......
Compared to Dilis, those arrogant guys who can only give advice on the maintenance of their whips are simply weak.Although this guy is a psychopath, he is capable, talented, and humble enough.No matter how you look at it, it's also a good subordinate alternative.Isabella happily pinched Delis's ear again."
Dilith, honorable?""
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You're asking the Mechanics Council?"
Dilis thought for a moment and concluded, "A bunch of idiots who don't do their business all day long, and their greatest hobby is to stare at the sky with their noses and pray for bird poop to come. ”Isabella suddenly found that once Dilis's mouth cannon skill was used on the enemy, it was extremely comfortable.The Duke was so happy that he stopped pinching his ears and patted the mechanic's head with satisfaction.After patting it, I felt that the hair quality was very good, so I rubbed it again.
[Ten minutes later] Dilis came to the hall with a chicken coop with a blank face, and Isabella laughed wildly on his shoulder, and couldn't help but tremble all over."
I'm going to fix the stairs.""
Ten minutes down the stairs is too long, I'm thinking of turning that flight into a slide and giving you a pink butt mat that you can sit on and enjoy the thrill of surfing." ”Isabella:......
She quickly resisted the urge to laugh at each other madly—unsightly for a lady.The duke, who had always burst out with foul language, thought so, and honestly opened his special small bench, climbed up and sat down with some effort, and buried himself in the cup with his head down, and drank milk.Dilis walked across from her table, pulled out his chair as well, picked up a book in one hand and a quill in the other, and stopped abruptly after writing a few lines, and as he pondered, he ruffled a handful of his hair that was as messy as a chicken's nest.It's not a chicken coop anymore, it's like a weed pile swaying in the wind.Isabella couldn't hold back, and she said in her own milk, "Puff puff!"
”Translation: Hahahahahaha!
Delith: ......
The research object is only four years old, how can he know to laugh at others?
It's probably because I've been fighting with the dragon for too long, so I think the research object is mocking itself, but it's just people's bad eating habits?
The psychologically powerful mechanic naturally thought it was the latter, and he did not fluctuate, but calmly turned another page of the book, and said to Isabella: "It is very rude to exhale in a cup, and the sound you make is like a sow eating on an arch leaf, cooing." ”Isabella: "......"
She silently drank the milk and pushed the cup away as she struggled to deal with the bacon and omelette on the plate.The ferocity and ferocity of his expression when he holds the fork is comparable to that of an enemy on the battlefield, and he is about to cut off the yolk's head.Isabella was now more and more adept at "putting up with the Dilis cannon," and she would never again want to hold her head in humiliation as she did this morning, with her own milk roar echoing all over the floor."
Goo, this is the word list you used to practice today, don't know how to ask me.""
Yes.""
Goo, the dragon just said that you didn't look good when you woke up this morning."
Isabella:......
Didn't I say I'd ignore you for thirty minutes?
This bell tower is not punctual at all!
She thought about it for a while, and finally decided to tell the truth - although the person on the other side was writing with his head down carelessly, he was very sensitive to the truth."
Dilis, nightmare.""
Oh, I just came here, don't you feel comfortable?"
Dilis looked up at Isabella's face, who looked much better now, with a healthy flush on his face (which had just been out of his mouth)."
I'll take you to do some physical tests after eating, there is more complete inspection equipment in the bell tower than on the aircraft, and we can further observe your previously damaged leg."
Isabella didn't refuse: "Thank you." ”Dilis hesitated for a moment.He struggled to remember whether the book he had read, about communication with human research objects, was the right end of it.Because he had nothing new to study today, and it was the first time he had brought a human to his home, Dilis rekindled his curiosity.But he thinks that the routine inspection is over, and it still needs to be planned to think about the new experimental process......
Fortunately, Isabella broke the calm again: "Dilis, I, want, weapons." ”“…… Weapons?
”"Self-defense."
The feeling of helplessness of waking up and searching under the pillow without a weapon was disgusting to Isabella and would never want to experience it again.Pointer ......
Sharp, metallic ......
Knife?
”Dilis frowned: "You don't need self-defense, you live in my bell tower." ”But it is not safe to live anywhere, and only the weapons in your hands can be relied on.The duke, who had been on the battlefield, shook his head and rejected his words: "Dilis, weapons, definitely, wanted." ”Oh well, it seems that this time the dragon is right.Dilis put down his knife and fork, and looked at the dwarf cub opposite, and then at her somewhat lonely expression.Unlike flying machines, the bell tower can fill the small cabin when it is on the dragon, and there will be no sense of emptiness; Now that he had left Goo alone in an empty room on the long staircase, empty and quiet, it was normal for her to feel uneasy.The nostalgia and sadness of the old order after the children change to the new environment, and the accompanying sense of fear.Four-year-olds do have psychological problems worth studying.Delith took fifteen seconds to deliberate, and then happily made his decision."
I see, goo, clean up, you can move in and sleep with me tonight."
Isabella:???"
Dilis, weapons, martial arts—" The other party's tone seemed to say "There are no monsters under the bed": "I know, goo, I'm your weapon, you sleep next to the weapon tonight, don't be afraid." ”"Oh, and I can tell you 200 science bedtime stories."
The author has something to say: Dilis: I am your weapon, rest assured, there are no monsters under the bed.Isabella:......
Can I take this and pump someone??
No, I can only damn smash walnuts with his steel skull.It's strange that one party is full of love to reach the same bed√Chapter 6 Climbing the stairs is fun to have an elevator The room where the mechanic lives is located at the highest point in the entire bell tower - in other words, outside Isabella's room, at the top of the crumbling black iron staircase.And it is a magical staircase with no dome upwards and no end down, running through the entire bell tower.Isabella couldn't even estimate the exact length of the staircase—she had come downstairs this morning in a strangely cheerful mood, sitting on Dilis's shoulder, pinching Dilis's ears all the time, and taunting him with a childlike tone—which made Isabella feel like they had arrived at the dining room for breakfast in an instant.She had heard before that people who stayed in the clock tower were the most likely to lose track of time, but she didn't expect it to be true.Isabella was eating the breakfast omelette when she cleaned up her mood and incredibly turned out her vigilance.Extrapolating from the largest glass clock on the dining room wall, it took him and Dilis about ten minutes to descend the stairs.So, according to Isabella's guess, it would take the two of them at least thirty minutes to climb from the dining room to Dilis's bedroom—and that's based on the fact that they didn't lag behind in the slightest, and that the four-year-old was able to walk at a constant pace for thirty minutes.Her own room seemed to be quite far from the dining room, but ten minutes was better than more than thirty minutes' walk.To sum up, for the sake of her small short legs, which are now only forty-five centimeters, Isabella is eager to make Dilis forget about his crazy "sleep with me" offer.Because of this, she postponed a series of plans such as "exploring the clock tower", "studying the structure here without the mechanic", and "finding a way to find weapons", and concentrated on playing a well-behaved and obedient child.For a variety of reasons, Isabella's schedule on the clock tower today is no different from when she was on the aircraft before.At 7:30 a.m., after breakfast, I began to prepare for a routine physical examination.Beginning at 8:40 a.m., Isabella memorized the entire twelve word lists in front of the mechanic, memorizing the parts she had misread and repeating them over and over again.At half-past eleven o'clock in the afternoon, she put down the twelve handwritten word lists and began to eat the lunch that Dilis had left on the table one bite at a time, feeling suspicious and indifferent to the sudden disappearance of the mechanic himself at nine o'clock.At one o'clock in the afternoon after lunch, choose a location where sunlight can shine and recite the words you mispronounced in the morning, and exercise your little arms and legs with sufficient sunlight for developmental training.After this, Isabella often finds herself waking up on a small piece of soft cushion with the hands pointing to three o'clock in the afternoon, covered with a blanket that smells of kerosene.Then she spends five minutes getting angry with her four-year-old body, and another five minutes with a "nap," a child's must-have, while grinding her baby teeth hard to make a "hissing" sound.At three o'clock in the afternoon, Isabella would fold the little mats and blankets and go in search of the owners of these things, intending to give her earnest thanks.At 3:30 p.m., a mechanic was found in a strange position in a strange position, conducting strange research.Thank you and return the blankets and mats.At 3:40 p.m., he was attacked by a series of mouth cannons such as "cooing, and the wet stains of saliva while sleeping are also very symbolic", regretting that he thanked him seriously, and squeaked and rushed to the other party's knees.At 3:50 in the afternoon, he was pushed aside by the mechanic rubbing his head, accepted the fruit candy to appease, and silently took the exam paper made by the mechanic, and began to write the twelve word lists he studied in the morning from beginning to end.At 5:50 p.m., the exam papers were returned to him and waited for his correction and explanation.At 6:30 p.m., dinner began with the mechanic.
[Now, seven o'clock in the evening] After evening on the aircraft, it is dark.No matter how powerful Dilis is, he can't illuminate the sky after losing the sun, so this is usually the time when Isabella returns to sleep in the cabin under the dragon scales.Anyway, there was nothing else to do on the aircraft at that time.But the bell tower is different – after evening, the mirrored floor and the mirrored dome begin to reflect each other, making the red stars from the huge gears on the top of the bell tower rub together as a bright source of light, illuminating every inch of the tower.Not to mention the strange instruments of Dilis, spewing silver steam and all kinds of light.Even when he was at the height of his power, there was always a little bit of gloom and gloom in the castle after dark, but it was completely different here.…… It's really dreamy, here.The Duke, who had no childhood, sat on the ground, staring blankly at these dazes, and did not know what to do for a while.The plan she had set for herself for today was over, and she and Dilis agreed that the acquisition of knowledge needed to be gradual and cumulative.And Dilis was staring at a huge tome, and it seemed that he could not pull himself out of his thoughts for a moment.But the duke, who was in a panic, did not disturb his consciousness.“…… Dilis?
Dilis?
Dilis!
”"Hmm.""
Why do you have to put mirrors around?
So much, mirrors?
”"Hmm.""
Why do you, have, instruments that glow?
So many, glowing instruments?
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”"Hmm.""
Why do you ......
Dilis?
Dilis?
Dilis!
”Without raising his head, Dilis commanded, "Dragon, go and answer the grunt's question, and don't disturb me reading." ”The bell tower was silent for a moment, then there was a sudden "bell", and the floor under the feet of the two was buzzed with a deep voice.Delith: ......
Well, his train of thought was completely interrupted.The four-year-old cub was still easily caused by the ringing of the bell, and Isabella covered her ears at this time and angrily asked the third question: "Bell tower, not telling the time, why, now, ring the bell?"
”Dilis closed the tome, knowing that this was probably the end of the day's progress.He rubbed his eyebrows and answered the subject's question, "Because it's a dragon that thinks it's a gentleman, and a gentleman's dragon only roars when it's showing off and getting angry. ”Isabella: "......
Are you saying that he, ringing the bell, is tantamount to, 'roaring'?
”"Bell-" Good, she got an answer right away."
Well, it looks like we're going to have to go back to our room......
Uh, is it bedtime?
Dragon?
”The bell tower reluctantly stopped the muffled "bell", and instead spun a gear on the surrounding wall a little faster, causing a certain instrument under the wall to spew out silver sparks.Dilis walked over to observe, and seemed to pick up some kind of measuring device from the side.Isabella used her barren mechanical knowledge to guess for a moment: "It, is it, malfunctioning, Dilis?"
”"Bell—" Isabella immediately covered her ears again."
Oh no, it's a simple geared rate gauge, and because the data isn't very accurate, I abolished its relationship with the bell tower and let the dragon use it as a mere timer—you know, he's like a big girl who often hides in her room and bites her handkerchief, and is always so hypocritical that she refuses to speak, and I don't know when he's trained such a fragile glass heart, and I always suggest that he go and lie down in the valley for a while, so that he might be able to be quieter......
Don't roar, dragon, or I'll tear down your deep voice tomorrow - cooing in your ears. ”Dragon:......
Damn, after the mouth cannon is over, you gag my mouth with a sanctimonious excuse!
Dilis spoke quickly, he just glanced at the instrument that spewed silver sparks a few times, then turned back to the table, and began to put away his books and pen and paper: "OK, today's transmission efficiency is 0974......
Sorry, Goo, it looks like I forgot the time. ”Lord Duke: Speak human words.Do not understand.Dilis seemed to read the gloom in her red eyes: "I mean, this instrument that spews silver Mars is a different kind of clock, and the dragon just reminded us that it's seven forty o'clock in the evening. ”Isabella:???
Wait, not to mention how this product is understood: "Why not, like a restaurant, on the wall, hanging, clock, looking at the time, convenient?"
”Dilis glanced at her with a strange look, and finally sighed deeply."
You're in a bell tower, talking about another bell?
Goo, although you are only four years old, the negative man is going to be poked in the back. ”He patted the research object's little shoulder pityingly: "Or, goo, even if you want to hug left and right, you have to have the capital of flowers, don't you?"
Take a look at your ......
Alas. ”"It's okay, the eighteenth year of the female college has changed, you come on."…… I'm just trying to hang a normal bell in a bell tower!
Isabella took a deep breath and told herself that this place was bizarre, that this bell tower was alive, that it was her own butler, and that she wanted to forgive—"The restaurant's, bell, yes, normal!"
”If the bell tower will eat the vinegar of the other bell, how can the restaurant have a bell?
Dilis was noncommittal: "I made that bell from parts from his body, and the dragon will not be jealous of his brother, they are related by blood." ”Isabella: You won.She was secretly resenting "the jealousy of the bell tower of the great magical reality comedy" when she heard Dilis say, "All right, goo, go to my room and sleep." ”…… Worst!!
Wasted all day without coming up with any workarounds!
Isabella's eyes widened, and she hurriedly reached out, trying to grab Dilis, who was about to go out—"Poof." ”Deliz caught Isabella in time to tripped over her robe.But her forehead hit the adult's knee, and her eyes immediately turned red.Dilis picked her up, helped rub the small piece of redness on her forehead, and very skillfully handed over a piece of fruit candy."
Your dress doesn't seem to fit well."
He frowned and said, as an otaku who didn't even have any skemps himself, this was the first time he had noticed Isabella's baggy robe, "We'll have to find time to buy you a new dress." ”Isabella nodded wildly, the most important thing now is where to sleep tonight compared to clothes—"Dilis, I, how long are my legs?"
”The mechanic didn't know why, but he still accurately picked up the data that had been measured this morning: "Forty-five .7 centimeters, goo, you're a little malnourished." ”"How long is this staircase?"
The mechanic replied accurately: "I don't know." ”Isabella: "Okay, then......
Well??
”"I don't know."
The mechanic carried her to the top of the stairs and glanced at the endless staircase, "I only study what interests me, Goo." ”"I'm only interested in grunt's forty-five.7 centimeter-long legs, but not in breaking stairs."
Dilis was a marvellous psycho - he spoke frivolously in a frivolous tone, but his intentions were so pure, and his actions were so pure that Isabella was one hundred percent sure that he meant nothing else, but his actions were still frivolous to the point of infuriation—if I hadn't been four years old, and the Duke thought numbly, I would have whipped his broken mouth."
So, Dilis, I can't, go up, your room—" Just then, Dilis fumbled to the wall next to the staircase and pressed a switch."
Click."
Isabella was still repeating anxiously: "Your room, I can't, go up, I'm too tired-" "Ding~" The wall next to the staircase slowly opened a hole, revealing an elevator car with warm light.Isabella: "......"
Dellis walked in with her, manually closed the elevator door, and pulled through the control gate, pulling it all the way down."
Ding~" The elevator began to rise steadily.Isabella: "......"
But the mechanic still looked at her tenderly with loving and caring (pity for the mentally retarded): "Goo, you stupid boy, why should we go up, we have a direct elevator." ”Gan.The author has something to say: Life Aspect Deep Lazy Cancer Patient Dilis: Heh, if it's not a direct elevator, why would I live on the top floor.Someday in the future: The Duke raised his eighty-seven-centimeter long legs and sneered: "Get over." ”Chapter 7 How can a quilt be as fun as a pillow Even counting her experience as a duke, Isabella is entering an adult man's bedroom for the first time - the point, the bedroom.Jack, the former fiancé, lives in the palace, not to mention that her relationship with Jack is far from the step of entering the house, and the Duke does not like the big and small banquets held by Jack in his palace; The men of the Castilian family had always thought highly of themselves, and it was impossible for them to invite a wild man who had been raised in the Black Tower by the light into their room, let alone play a brother-sister relationship with Isabella......
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Scold.So, when Delis carried Isabella out of the elevator and pushed open a modest wooden door, as an adult woman, Isabella's heart flashed with a hint of narrowness.But in the next second, she was thrown out by an adult man.From Dilis's shoulder, in a parabola, he slammed face down into bed-like furniture.The reason Isabella judged that it was a bed was that she seemed to be entangled in a lot of cotton-like fabrics, and there was no pain in her body after falling down, and the overwhelming smell of coffee rushed directly into the tip of her nose.Lord Duke: ???
When it was confirmed that her face had indeed been smashed directly on the bed, Isabella's eyes flashed with shock and panic.Did she misjudge?!
Dilis is not a harmless mouth cannon, but some disgusting pervert with a special fetish-" ......
Hiss.Cuckoo?
You didn't fall on the landing, did you?
”Isabella, who landed on the pillow, bit her lip and reflexively fumbled for the hard objects around her.But the familiar flirtatious tone of Delith sounded behind her again, and she still did not hear any malice in it, nor did she sense any danger approaching.Unless Dilis was a very deep fellow, he couldn't maintain such a harmless tone when he was about to succeed.…… If the city of Dilis was extremely deep, then he might have seen the clue from the supernormal intelligence he had displayed?
Isabella's mind was buzzing, and before she could get out of the pillow, the child's arm shook off the tangled fabric, and seemed to sweep down a large mass of objects with a "jingle bell" until she grasped some hard ornament in her palm.Isabella clenched the hard object breathlessly, jumping up in disarray, every muscle in her body that could be mobilized taut, her mind extremely calm: in any case, the possibility that I pounced and slit his throat was - Isabella turned around.And a dangerous adult male is hanging headfirst in a pile......
High up in the books.Dilis was now like a dry towel that had been tied to a drying rack by a housewife—or dried kelp—because he was dressed in black clothes and haired, and his appearance did not fit a clean towel.Long hands and feet, dried kelp hanging from the stack of books looks pitiful, stupid, and harmless......
Very unreliable."
Goo, you're on the bed, aren't you?"
The mechanic hanging from the stack of books asked, shakingly, "I threw you on the bed a second before I fell, and I'm sure the direction and angle are right." ”Lord Duke: ......
"Oh, you see, this is my room, it hasn't been cleaned up for too long, so it's a bit of a mess......
I used to trip over stacks of books or hang on them......
However, I am the only one who lives, so it is not difficult to find some focus on the stack of books to climb down, and occasionally hanging on a high place helps my brain clear distractions and helps me think about problems from another perspective......
And exercise is good for your health, and rock climbing at home is also a very convenient way to exercise......
"This talking dried kelp looks silly.Isabella suddenly remembered that when she went downstairs this morning, the other party's sentence "But every time you fall, you will get lucky and hang on the gear next to you, don't be afraid" - so, did he really fall down the stairs many times and hang on the gear next to him, like he fell in his bedroom now, hanging on the pile of books??
…… By the way, the stack of books is so astonishingly high, how did this thing fall to the top of the sharp corner, and then throw the self on his shoulder across the pile of books onto the bed?
What kind of amazing move is this?
Should I say that this product has excellent motor nerves??
Or is there no motor nerve at all?
At this moment, the high wall of "vigilance" in Isabella's heart began to shake.She clearly saw that this seemingly mysterious and powerful mechanic was ...... in terms of life It's like a retard."
Dilis......
Need, help?
”"Oh no, no, wait a minute, I'll climb down soon, you sit down on the bed, there might be a book smashing down......"
The mechanic hung on the pile of books and waved her easily to sit down, even gesturing with an "ok" gesture.Then, he suddenly made an amazing backward movement similar to "salted fish fighting", and directly lowered his waist according to the standard of a gymnast, the whole kelp quickly turned over, and in the process of turning over, he propped his hands back, holding the books that were crumbling together, a few backflips, and turned down the high pile of books.Isabella:......
Very good, it seems to be an intellectual disability with excellent motor nerves.She watched numbly as she flipped back to the bedroom door.The bedroom door was filled with stacks of books of different heights (and weirdly progressive) to ensure that the mechanic could trip over the door as soon as he opened it.The tall stacks of books obscured Dilis's figure, and there was the sound of paper slicing, which Isabella guessed was because he was moving his stacks to make a safe way to her bed.Isabella withdrew her gaze and began to take a closer look at the adult male's bedroom.…… Is this a bit messy?
As far as the eye can see, there are stacks of books, papers, and pamphlets stacked on top of each other; On the ceiling is a huge astronomical constellation map drawn in dark blue ink; The walls are covered with scratch paper that records numbers and formulas, and the original color of the wallpaper is barely visible.Isabella only looked around a little before she felt dizzy.Books, books, notes, books, notes, books, notes, books.