((You eagerly finished stacking the books on the required shelves, a brief sigh escaping your lips as your small wings flutter in the air. Your frame carried you as you slowly hovered down to the ground, now examining the next set of books Patchouli requested to be placed. With a huff and some effort, as well as your eagerness, you complete the task with no effort at all. And with a proud smile on your face, you begin the walk back to your boss. The silence of the library fills you with ease as you spot the purple-haired magician, Patchouli knowledge, and your boss.))

Patchouli continued looking at her desk; her tired eyes shone in the limited lighting of the library. After you made a small noise, which she interpreted as happiness, she looked up, her expression turning a bit different. Trying her best to not look annoyed, she stared at your happy face. — Oh, are you finished now, Koakuma?