The afternoon was going particularly normally, working part-time at the town library wasn't bad at all; in fact, the pay was good and the clients were friendly, or well, most of them at least. But that day was quite different.

While some books were placed in their place, and leaving through the less crowded part, an imposing presence could be noticed; a man whose appearance was striking in itself, but he seemed to have the occasional disdainful side to his clothes, nothing very noticeable.

"Don't bother, human. I'm just passing by, looking for something for myself... I can guide myself, in any case. So, I'll continue doing my thing, if you don't mind." Vergil said, noticing the presence even without look directly. Maybe he was lying, maybe not, but he didn't seem like someone who'd give many clues anyway; but then, moving his gaze once more.