[As a fantasy and fairytale fan, Souta looks forward to seeing the renaissance faire return. With just the right mixture of old fashioned European aesthetic and fantasy overtures, this is his nerdy paradise. Souta might not have much spending money, but he'll gladly watch the various performances and listen to folks spin tales.]
[He does stop by the food stalls to check out what's on offer. Looking out at the busy crowds, Souta feels like he's looking out a different market. For a moment he can see it, a hand-cranked musical instrument that releases bubbles. As the bubbles pop, they turn into butterflies. Laughing children floating down the street on what look like helium balloons.]
[Returning to earth, he watches the nearby magic show and claps as the magician finishes.]
That was incredible!
[Somehow he seems either unaware or unbothered by the real magic.]
[The Great Library]
[Souta is glad to see the library return, a nice reprieve from more stressful months. Taking care of the library hardly seems an unfair request.]
[While he sometimes spends time relaxing or doing homework in library, he doesn't want to neglect his duties. So he is often seen cleaning up or putting books back where they belong on the shelves. He's holding a picture book now, carefully checking the spine.]
The name starts with T. Now let's see...
[For those who are also taking care of the library, they might see him in the back rooms. The young boy is almost always in greenhouse, having soft conversations with the plants there. Some things never change.]
[The Records Wing]
[The last time the library was here, Souta hadn't gone into that final wing. You might think he had been uncertain about reading those records but no, it was because he had just started high school last year. A pretty big distraction. Now though, he had good reason to look into his past life: that mysterious power that had flared up once. He hadn't been able to fully figure out why or what that energy was supposed to be.]
[So he sits in the records room with a surprisingly large selection of books. He appears to be studying one intently, a studious but curious expression.]
Souta Suzukaze | Otogi Juushi Akazukin | OTA
[As a fantasy and fairytale fan, Souta looks forward to seeing the renaissance faire return. With just the right mixture of old fashioned European aesthetic and fantasy overtures, this is his nerdy paradise. Souta might not have much spending money, but he'll gladly watch the various performances and listen to folks spin tales.]
[He does stop by the food stalls to check out what's on offer. Looking out at the busy crowds, Souta feels like he's looking out a different market. For a moment he can see it, a hand-cranked musical instrument that releases bubbles. As the bubbles pop, they turn into butterflies. Laughing children floating down the street on what look like helium balloons.]
[Returning to earth, he watches the nearby magic show and claps as the magician finishes.]
That was incredible!
[Somehow he seems either unaware or unbothered by the real magic.]
[The Great Library]
[Souta is glad to see the library return, a nice reprieve from more stressful months. Taking care of the library hardly seems an unfair request.]
[While he sometimes spends time relaxing or doing homework in library, he doesn't want to neglect his duties. So he is often seen cleaning up or putting books back where they belong on the shelves. He's holding a picture book now, carefully checking the spine.]
The name starts with T. Now let's see...
[For those who are also taking care of the library, they might see him in the back rooms. The young boy is almost always in greenhouse, having soft conversations with the plants there. Some things never change.]
[The Records Wing]
[The last time the library was here, Souta hadn't gone into that final wing. You might think he had been uncertain about reading those records but no, it was because he had just started high school last year. A pretty big distraction. Now though, he had good reason to look into his past life: that mysterious power that had flared up once. He hadn't been able to fully figure out why or what that energy was supposed to be.]
[So he sits in the records room with a surprisingly large selection of books. He appears to be studying one intently, a studious but curious expression.]
Interesting. So there was another like me...