Garoth was glad to see that Megumi was not so distraught that she couldn't cheer up by the time he arrived. "I guess that means Ayako put you up to it." He let out a small chuckle. "That old fox must have visited my village close to a dozen times before he convinced me to join. I was a stubborn one, but he was persistent and he's always had a way with words. Did he drop his classic 'maximize your altruistic potential' argument on you? That was the one that got me thinking." Garoth laughed again. He thought it would be great if Megumi joined The Guild and thought she would do well as a member, but he didn't want to pressure her to do something she didn't feel comfortable with; it was her decision to make, not anybody else's. 

Ozaku walked through the aisles of the library, each meticulously trained footstep landing silently on the floor. The Wolf of the West's files were over 100 years old and were being kept in a special archive for preservation. He had instructed the librarian to deliver it to Ayako at her earliest convenience, but for now there was a certain book he wanted to have a look at that would provide a decent historic background for the meat of the information. Unfortunately, that book was gone. The one book he wanted in a library of thousands just happened to be gone. Coincidence? No, he didn't believe in those; there was a cause and a reason for everything, and when he determined that cause he would find the book. It wasn't a difficult riddle. He could tell from the dust patterns on the shelf that the book had just been taken out recently. So, who may have developed a recent interest in ancient wolf spirits besides Ayako? There was one lead: the spirit that just befriended one, Garoth. Seconds after seeing the missing book, Ozaku silently left the library in search of the Griffin.