10 Misunderstanding

" Viollete! Your father has called for you to eat with them again..." Ayla's voice rang inside the library.

"Hmmm.." I continue to read, not looking at her at all. Sitting cross-legged on the floor, surrounded by many books that I have read and the books I'm interested in.

"Are you going to refuse them again?? It's been two weeks since you stuck yourself in the library!!! Haven't you read enough!!??" The book, I'm reading was grabbed by her suddenly. I could only give Ayla a blank look.

She is frowning and her tail goes up with the furs standing at the end of her tail. Her animal ears twitch as she looks at the book that she grabbed just now.

"You've been reading history and geography for what!!??" She stares at me for a few seconds "Are you going to become a teacher or something???" She asked again as she waved the thick book left and right. The book is titled the History of Takara.

'Apparently, Takara means treasure'.

I look at the book then at Ayla for a few seconds before picking up another book. This time, it's the journal of Alfonso Diaz that the ghost told me to pick up last time. I still remember what he said about me being his successor.

"Memory manipulation..." I mumble when I saw the big words written on the first page. I turn to the third page and stop to look at the drawing of the same sea with many statues around. The same scenery I saw last time.

I let out a small sigh as I recalled those beautiful sights. I realized on the drawing, at the down right corner, a small quote was written.

"How big the possibility, yet the limit is always there, just like treasure believed to be endless. The limit comes from time and life"

"Deep but weird, I think?" I stare at the quote for a few seconds but, suddenly, I feel a weight on my shoulder... "Huh?", I look to my side only to see Ayla's face close to me, resting on my shoulder. She is looking at the journal In my hand.

"Memory manipulation? Are you reading the journal by Alfonso Diaz!!??" she pulls my hand for a better view to look at the book. I just sigh when Ayla suddenly sits so close. For the past week, she keeps doing this more than once whenever she sees me read something that caught her eyes. I'm used to it by now.

"You know!! This person is a genius!!! Not only he created many new things and improved the lives of many people, he even built an Academy for research and learning magic for everyone no matter what race they are!!!" Her face beams with excitement when she speaks about Alfonso. "He is a legend!!!".

Ayla then continues to tell me Alfonso's past deeds which give me more insight into what kind of person he was. A small smile creeps on my face as I stare at the talkative and smiling Ayla.

She always frowns whenever she sees me from the first day I met her but, after she forced herself to accompany me for two weeks, she is the closest to a friend that I have ever had. I need to get used to her constant body contact though.

Ayla continues to talk about Alfonso and I listened as her sentence caught my attention. "He wrote a lot of books but, of all the books he wrote, no one can understand the points of the last journal he wrote". Ayla then goes to grab the journal in my hand and get up just to sit in front of me. I watch as she flips to the first page of the book before showing it to me.

" You mean this journal!?", I point to the journal she is holding. "Because.....?" I tilted my head. ' Weird... I can understand it just fine though? What is so hard to understand?' I look at the book before looking at Ayla's again.

"Yeah!! The only thing he wrote in this book is Memory Manipulation. Then, POOF!! blank pages for the rest of the book!!" She flips the books and shows me the rest of the pages inside the book.

I am stunned because I can see what's written in the books just fine. From the drawing, the quotes, the explanations, everything!!!

I was lost in thought as I look at the aura surrounding Ayla's body. ' She is not lying '. I can, feel it.

"Say, Ayla... Why do you think he makes his last journals like this?" I asked as I grab the book back from her. "Also, please don't flip the book to fierce, you're going to rip it apart if you are not careful!"

"Psshhh!! You're exaggerating... " Ayla shrugs her shoulder and purses her lips before explaining. " Well, most historians and intellectual people think that only certain people can read it, that's why each library inside the castle, noble's house, Academy, school, or even public one has one copy of the original".

"Huh? But won't it be different from the original journal if you copy it?" I glance down at the book and flip the pages.

"With magic obviously!!! You create a copy of the original, therefore the effect will still be the same!!! That's a common-sense!!" And her hand suddenly moved—

*TUK!*

"Oww!! Ayla, why did you hit me!!" I rub my head as I glare at Ayla.

"Just because you are stupid!!! Even children know this!!!" She rubs her hand that hit me just now while giving me a mocking smile.

"Damn you!!" I grit my teeth as I tackle her down. "I am a child you dunderhead!!!!"

"Whoa!!! Calm down you Chihuahua!!!!" Ayla struggles and was about to escape when I thought of an Idea.

"Heh!" I smirk before hugging her tightly around the waist. "You can't escape...", and I start to tickle her.

" Wha!!!!?? St—op!!!! BwaHAHAHhahaha!! Stop!!!!" Ayla grabs the collar of my dress, but I won't give up so easily. I increase the speed of my tickling as evil smiles creep on my face.

Ayla looks at me with teary eyes and her wolf ears are flat to the side. "Da–mn..." She grits her teeth and suddenly—

"Wah!!!??" Ayla puts both her hands on my waist and her tail wraps around my leg with the tip right at the sole of my foot. I look up to see Ayla with evil smiles.

"Payback..." She mutters in a slow voice.

Thus, starts the tickles war between both of us. We both rolling while tickling each other, hitting the books around us while at it.

"Da- Damn you...!! Stop it right now!!!!" Ayla groans as she tried to push my head with one hand while the other hand including her tail is still tickling me.

"Bah!! I..I Won't!!" I grit my teeth as I try to increase the power and speed of my tickling. "Not... Until... Y—you... Wah!!!?? " I look down to see her tail is now inside my dress wrapping around my tight. "W.. Wait!!!!"

"Ffffff...." I decide to sacrifice one of my hands to grab the tail. "I.. won't. Let you win!!" When I grab her tail inside my dress, Ayla suddenly let out a loud whimper which shocked both of us. Both of our movement stops as we look at each other.

Ayla's face is full of tears, her hand has stopped pushing my head and is covering her mouth after the loud noise she makes. Ayla has dark skin, so her red face is not visible unlike me.

We both are gasping for air as we stop in the same position.

"Ayla... Are you here..??" Suddenly, Rita's voice comes and her footsteps is getting nearer. "Are you okay... I heard a scream, be...fo...re...." When Rita appears from the corner of the bookshelf, her tones become slower when she saw us.

Her eyes look at both me and Ayla, but she stops longer on my side. Somehow, she looks at both of us differently. Her white face turns crimson instantly, as she becomes a stuttering mess.

"Sr...ar... You two... You two... Together....two... Two!!!???" Her body shakes uncontrollably as she held the shelf for support.

My brows furrowed as I look at Ayla in other to looks for an answer, only to see the same expression Rita makes on her. "What is it??"

"You... Get off... Me...." Ayla's voice somehow sounds very small, unlike her usual demeanor.

"What's the matter!!?" I asked again. With a frown, this time as I started to feel confused.

With a frown, I start to examine the situation. We are tickling each other before. I tickled her, she tickled me. We rolled around and hit the book I stacked around us, and our surrounding becomes a mess. Now we are both tired...and... Gasping.

My thought becomes messy as I look at our position. Her tail is inside my dress. My hand is also inside my dress. If we look from the perspective of a third party..... Won't this look like we are just having...se.....x— FUCK!!!!

"WAIT, RITA!!!!!" I quickly jumped from on top of Ayla and leans at the shelf behind me. "THIS IS NOT LIKE WHAT YOU THINK!!! PLEASE LISTEN!!!!!" I held out my hand toward Rita to stop her from running away. "THIS IS A MISUNDERSTANDING, PLEASE TRUST US!!!! "

"hahaha.... hahaha... Don't worry lady Viollete... I'm not opposing it or anything.... Aha ha ha ha... It's just you are too young, and to be on top at that...." Her tones are rigid, just like a robot, and she doesn't even dare to look at us in the eyes.

"IT'S A MISUNDERSTANDING!!!!! AYLA!!! TELL HER!!" I quickly ask for Ayla's help in panic, not realizing the raise in tones of my voice.

"Ye...it's ah... it's a misunderstanding... Rita..." Somehow, her voice sounds pitiful... Even her ears are flat and her tail is hugged by her. Half of her face is buried inside her fluffy tail. All of her action makes it looks like I just forced myself on her. Me... Twelve years old forced a girl older than me by 4 years.

When I look at Rita's again... She looks at me with a dark face.

"I'm freaking serious!!!!!! Just listen!!!" I can't help but cries the tears of a wronged virgin.

—30 minutes later—

"Oh.... So that's what happens..... " Rita let out a sigh of relief as she rubs her chest a few times.

"Uhmm....." Ayla nods as she lets out a hum while her face is still buried in her fluffy tail.

My eyes are still full of tears as I still feel wronged by the sudden misunderstanding. "Any...anyway.... I will still stay inside the library and eats the food in here.. " *Sniff*

"I'm sorry Lady Viollete, but this time your father has been insisting for you to eat with them unlike the days before". Rita sigh before continuing. " This time, your father has prohibited anyone from sending you food to the library, unless you come down and eat with them.

"Ugh..... FINE!!!" I roll my eyes as I get up from the floor. I pat the dust off my dress and was about to wipe the tears stain with the sleeve of my dress when Rita stops me.

"Lady Viollete.... Please use this handkerchief instead.... It is not good to wipe your face with your clothes". I was about to reach for the handkerchief but, Rita wipes the tears stains on my face herself. I was stunned, but Rita doesn't seem to mind.

" Alright, that's all... Shall we go Lady Viollete??" Rita smiles at me which makes me avert my eyes from her gaze.

"Ye... Yeah... Let's go! Ayla, Rita!" And then, we walk towards the dining room in a hurry as we are already late.