Rantaro was in the Library, looking around at the huge piles of books that surrounded the room. He was torn between being in awe or being disappointed, as the room looked really disorganized. He swept his finger across one of the shorter bookshelves, before cleaning off the dust that it picked up.

"Man... this place is pretty filthy. Not like I'm planning on staying in this hellhole anyways, heh..." He mumbled, not realizing you were in the room with him.