POV SERIES/LITTLE SHORTS

Original Series: The Visitor [An Otaku is Supposed to Enjoy the World of Magi, Not Be In It!]

This is the short drabble/POV/whatever series of my other Fanfic: An Otaku is Supposed to Enjoy the World of Magi, Not Be In It! The chapters means that the scene was taken out of that chapter of the original fic.

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Kouen POV

I got word from the minister that he's acquired a few ancient scrolls from some merchants and was recommended to his palace come today. The other reason he mentioned was the meeting he has with a successful and possible contributor to the country's wealth. He raised the idea that I should probably attend since I was most likely the one doing this kind of thing in the family.

The throne wasn't mine to take, but I didn't mind. I quite enjoy improving the country from the sidelines, through books and scrolls.

The minister had told me to look over the new documents brought in before he calls for me. The was still time since they've just arrived. Something about preparing a meal. I went back to what I was doing. These texts and symbols have become more frequent and distributed ever since that dungeon was conquered. Only problem was, how can it be translated?

Most royals families and wealthy scholars have been trying to decipher these strange characters, but have only gotten so far. There just wasn't enough information. I, like the others, was also stuck. The same characters have appeared on most of these scrolls, yet no one knows what it meant. The new ones that came in had several of the same symbols written all over, but to no avail did it reveal its meaning. I sighed.

This was hopeless. Let's go check in the minister's office and see if he has some more papers there. I stood from the ground and went outside, not bothering to clean up the parchment mess on the floor.

His office was close to the library, due to the minister's personal request. How very like him, but it made it easier for me. I didn't have to go far. However, I had to come back disappointed and unable to find anything of use in that room.

The library entrance was opened slightly. That's strange, I remember quite clearly that I had shut it. Inside the crack, I could see a figure where my laid out scrolls were. The person seems to have taken some extra ones and placed them on top of mine. It was about dungeons, but none that I haven't read.

She, whose gender I assumed from her long hair, seemed absorbed in the text that she didn't even turn when I went into the room and closer to her. As much as I wanted to stay out of her business, she was unfortunately on top of mine.

"What are you doing in my spot?" I spoke without bothering with manners. Besides, she was a child. What authority could she have. The minister never told me any nobles were coming, and a spoiled rich kid would never ask for the library. Probably just some servant's kid wandering around.

She turned to look at me. I was a little surprised with her mask, but dismissed it as some hobby of hers. She stood up to straighten her clothes, then bowed, "I'm sorry. I didn't think anyone was using this space. I will clean up and leave immediately."

She began picking up the scrolls she took out. I noticed some of them had the words I was trying to decipher. Huh. Didn't think those scrolls had it, too. And who was she anyways, to be looking at the ancient scrolls of all things to do with her time. She probably isn't just some commoner's child, now that I look at her. Her attire was strange, but it certainly wasn't simple. The quality was closer to royalty that a servant. I should ask.

"I didn't tell you to leave, I asked you why you were here." I was curious.

Her hand was left in the air, in the middle of putting back a scroll. She paused. I waited. I wasn't expecting a such a cheerful tone to come out of her after this long, but she spoke happily, "I was looking at the shapes!" Was she hiding something, or was she just slow?

Whatever. I sat with my laid out papers. Some company would be nice, she could even help me fetch documents, seeing as how she has a good eye for them. The moment she turned, I told her to sit. She complied, waited a few seconds, then asked, "What are you doing?"

"Trying to translate what this set of symbols mean." I reached for another scroll at another futile attempt to decipher this simple word. Hah…this really was hopeless. Guess there's nothing else to do but wait for the next batch to come. Question now was what else I could do to stall time until that meeting the minister had. I looked at the girl, "Who are you anyways? The minister didn't tell me he had other guests. Are you a servant?"

I watched her closely to see her expression turn slightly annoyed, "When you want to know about someone, it's polite to tell them about yourself, first."

I paused and narrowed my eyes at her. It wasn't everyday someone spoke to me in such a tone. So she wasn't just some nobody, to have the courage to talk against me. If looks didn't tell her, the way I spoke must've screamed authority. This…was amusing.

I laughed as she stiffened up due to my long pause. Her brow begins to furrow with the grown discomfort. I stopped laughing to answer, "Sorry, the name's Kouen."