Countless tomes, completely packed to the brim with bookmarks, fill every nook and cranny of the odd inter-dimensional liminal space. The hazy library seems to go on forever and the Dewey Decimal System signage is detailed to an almost scary degree.

The sound of approaching footsteps breaks the silence. Shiori Novella, owner of the private study and its surrounding manor, peeks over from around the corner of a nearby bookshelf at you.

“Shiori~n! I was not expecting any visitors today.”