"What is it..." Zeliel felt his bones tingle at the sound of her voice.
"Look, I'm organizing such a huge library all by myself. It's high up, exhausting, and I'm so pitiful... right?"
Bev gently shook Zeliel's arm. "You're so capable. Help me organize it, okay?"
Zeliel was completely helpless against Bev's coquettish tactics.
He sighed softly.
"Let's go..."
"Hehe."
By the time the two arrived at the library, the librarian was already waiting for them.
"You're here for a volunteer commission, right?"
The librarian adjusted his glasses, then pointed to an area in the library's southeast corner.
"That section is yours. There aren't too many books. Just sort them by category and put them away."
The bookshelves in that area were visibly older than the others. A large table stood beneath them, its surface piled high with all kinds of books that had yet to be sorted.
"I'll climb the ladder and put away the books on the higher shelves. You can dust and sort them down below. How about it?" Bev began assigning tasks.
Zeliel did not particularly care. "Whatever you say."
Bev pushed a movable wooden ladder out from the corner and began working.
However, once she actually got started, Bev realized the job was nowhere near as easy as she had imagined.
The books on the upper shelves were far heavier than she had expected. Before she had even taken down a few, her arms began to ache, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.
"No, no, no..."
Bev slid down the ladder, panting, her little face flushed red. "Switch with me. You go up there, and I'll stay below."
Zeliel helplessly shook his head and took Bev's place.
He climbed the creaking wooden ladder step by step.
He had not felt much