Oh, that was useful indeed. Sitting down on a bed as Katsumi got changed, Arata flipped through the rather thick book. While the castles featured did look a little larger than he needed, it was still fairly interesting, how inelegant and practical the designs were. From the outside, it definitely looked like just a set of high walls and some fancier buildings within said walls, but the only problem was…

As Katsumi came out once more, this time in a fancier kimono than before, Arata whistled a low tone, impressed. [b]“Here I was, thinking that you’d take at least till noon to get finished,”[/b] the oni remarked, [b]“Though hm…are there any books that specifically focus on the interiors? Seems like this one is more about the exterior style and all…though I can’t read, so what the fuck do I know, eh?”[/b]

The oni laughed at his own faults then, before suddenly, quite out of nowhere, a magma golem thing appeared, spitting out a bunch of words that brought back unpleasant memories of the tower once more. Fucking really? This little weak-ass midget, with flames that were a whole level lower than a normal cooking fire, was accusing him of even more bullshit? What, did every fucking thing in this godless academy have a hard-on for playing as the shit-eating white knight? A discontented growl rose from his throat, and the oni was very much prepared to turn that golem into sand…until Katsumi intervened with her own brand of justified anger.

In the presence of her wrath, the oni decided to let her have the final word after all, and simply let it go. There was, however, another midget that popped out of the woodwork while that piece of coal distracted him. Apparently, she was pasting seals onto the walls?

[b]“Oi, seal-midget, what are you even doing?”[/b]
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