Accompanied By Dear Lucky Night

A party about reading a book, burning oil at midnight, and it still gets smashed right when Tesla is not at home. He thought last night was the last night he heard Melas making noises beside his room but since he got the chance enjoying the twinkle of stars again while watching Melas measuring, and blah blah blah which never crossed his mind before in the dawn today, it just the same.

There he's, leaning and slouching on the window sill, the mouth working as usual on chewing the bread he got from the kitchen earlier after putting down the book the moment he heard the sound of footsteps from stairs.

And he can't stand without anything to do, so whenever he's awake, it's either books or food in the hand. Looking at nature scenery reminded him of art class. The teacher is Melas himself. Kaylie eyes to Melas while mouth continue its bite on food. He still remembered work he had for that class. He hadn't gotten any ideas for what he should draw, but now looking at Melas working on poultry along with the coming beautiful dawn getting a full score for arts is everything is possible. It doesn't matter if he thinks, if it's the part of him being childish and ridiculous.

Kaylie looks far into the horizon. Maybe for today he could see the sunrise in a few hours apart from the twinkle of stars he sees right now.

"Why are you there?"

"Why am I'm here? Don't ask a stupid question. 'This is my room', do I need to give out a stupid answer like that?"

He lost again. Losing or unable to refute back what kid said is usual for him. What differentiates them is Kaylie's mood and how he uses his words. His tongue is sharp, but there's gentleness in his words to make anyone realize there's no escape from silliness in them. Talking with Kaylie when he's pissed off only caught him off guard. Having Kaylie watching him work is like you have done wrong but don't know where and how. Well, basically he knows where he was wrong. The kid was supposed to be sleeping right now or have read his books in peace, but since he was eager to build livestock home, Kaylie is having his time slouching on the window sill at dawn. The way Kaylie looks, he knows the kid hasn't slept yet the entire night, since he's looking all fine from the time just after they had dinner together.

They would sit together for a bit after eating. Seeing Kaylie not complained about dishes he made, he could keep the pride of being chef for a long time.

There's both of them in the living room, but being with Kaylie it felt like he's all alone in the house. Kaylie won't talk if the book is in his hand. Even if he talks for an hour, it felt like he's talking to himself. In that one hour, the only reply Kaylie gave him was neither 'yes' nor 'no'.

Felt like he was a storyteller who was sitting there telling a story to kids who are eagerly listening along with guilt to stop his story without finishing it.

In the end, he gave up and recklessly picked up a book too until he felt sleepy. The saying is right. The more you read you the more you gain, reading is knowledge, but many don't care about that.

Melas would take a look at son's books sometimes. Books with hardcover and thick are usual ones he saw. Like how his son was in his childhood. The thickness of books increased along with his age. At the age of five, he already read a book that an adult would take half a year or a year to finish it. Maybe cause Kaylie likes words, reading and spent most of his time with books, he could finish it quickly. He's a child that could put his head to sleep on an open book. He's already seen it. Kaylie as a child is adorable in many ways as like other children, but the grown-up version is like …

"Don't read books too much. You started to wear glasses already."

"I wear them to save my eyes. My eyes are still fine. I wear them to dispel all disturbed things in my surroundings."

That hit Melas hard.

Pushing up his glasses. Kaylie continues, "Let the focus be solely on my books."

The glasses are tied with chains. It's easier for librarians to hang them around their neck. He can't focus on books, especially if there's other people in his surroundings except the ones, he is comfortable with. Tesla and Cellin.

The glasses are the soul whenever he steps into the library. The turf of the least people the most, but also the place with people most, for the thirst for knowledge can never be quenched. The improvement in life also comes from knowledge from various people specialized in various things.

The season when the library is crowded with people is the time when he needs to chained glasses the most. It's mostly during autumn and winter because people had nothing wrapped themselves in blanket or thick clothes, hurdling together nothing in hand except books and read them. The library does not look like it, but the weather turned cold, it stays warm as usual people would cozy themselves at the center part of library, the setting of library built big furnace in middle of it.

He could keep the library shut down, but for a pity for little buggers in his eyes wanting to come to the library to warm up themselves, he welcomed them half heartily. The only timing Kaylie have library only a few hours at noon and afternoon since cold evening will keep the little buggers until morning.

The library is open to outside people, he would take a look at most of them on the first floor, while he was taking a look at them from the third floor. It was not until at midnight that could already be seen a few having a dreamland at corners. He could kick them out but seeing people coming taking a book to chase boredom away he felt happy thinking all these books have someone to read them even though it was seasoned. These clear timing where he could see books scattered everywhere or just piled high on table when library left emptied.

The gold color of sun and light library is easily recognized because it is the only building in Lavish Academy than the rest. The respect for the library is immense in academy, the reason it painted with gold color. The reason for it is nothing more valuable on earth than it. And nothing more valuable than knowledge. The others buildings in silver or cream color. The interior is also luxurious and exquisite.