Am A Librarian Not A Servant Of The Demon God
Hearts for All Parents.

Davey's lips wrinkled finely, If he wasn't careful in maintaining his expression, his face now would definitely be wrinkled in confusion.

Quite a number of colorful individual characters have visited his bookstore over the past three years, but this is the first time someone has asked for a panco shootout.

Davey had never heard of such a strange request for years operating his bookstore or even when he was still teaching at the university before his migration…

Of the three options of 'borrowing', 'buying', or 'reading', would a normal person choose to 'wrestle'?

Is this worth it?

Obviously not.

With his instincts as a life mentor, Davey feels something is suspicious about this. He once again looked at this teenage girl with a sharp gaze.

She did not wear makeup, but her skin condition was very good. He wore clothes that had a very good level of workmanship and his hat came from a fairly famous brand. A hint of mud was visible in his boots, but the prints of the shoes left on the floor were clearly visible. He may have washed it near a puddle outside the door.

From this subtle observation, Davey felt that this teenage girl had a slightly reddish dark aura.

The most important aspect was her tightly braided red hair. It was clearly well-maintained like a soft feather that would probably be pleasant to the touch.

In short, he probably came from a wealthy family. While recalling the expression of the teenage girl as she entered, Davey could see an anxious and disappointed expression.

She was quite certain that this girl had specifically come to visit the bookstore and did not enter to take shelter from the rain like Alice's did.

If so, why would a young girl from a wealthy family who did not lack entertainment options suddenly run into Davey's bookstore?

Currently, Davey does not feel his bookstore has any special characteristics that would make one brave the rain just for a regular visit.

No, wait a minute.

Could it be the reason for the increasing number of new customers because one of them is promoting my place?

Alice's, Joseph?

Davey folded his hands and observed this young girl up close with a sharp look.

Although it was unclear, there were some similarities between him and Joseph, especially his eyes. This may sound strange, but while Joseph looks like a tough old man, it is possible to say that he is a handsome young boy of his day from the alignment of his facial features.

Therefore, it is correct to say that this young girl before him bears a remarkable resemblance to the young Joseph.

At this point, Davey's intuition tells him that this teenage girl before him might be a relative of Joseph. Unknowingly, Davey did not realize that he had been staring at this young girl for almost a minute.

This silent and intense surveillance exerted a formless pressure on Melissa. After being observed being watched in silence, the originally arrogant Melissa slowly pulled her hand from the table and placed it rigidly on her knees as if she had a guilty conscience. “What...What's up? Arm wrestling shouldn't be too much to ask for, right? Or is it okay?”

This person still seemed very ordinary but why did I suddenly feel like I had done something wrong? Why this...the same feeling I felt when Dad reprimanded me for doing something wrong?

The teenage girl could not help feeling confused at such thoughts.

Davey regained his senses and realized he was being disrespectful. While clearing her throat, she said, “Sleeve wrestling is fine, but I have two questions to ask before then. Is that okay?"

Melissa nodded. "What questions?"

Davey pointed a finger. "First question. You came because of Joseph, am I right?

Although this was a question, Davey had said it with great conviction.

Melissa's heart skipped a beat, She never expected the bookstore owner to mention Joseph's name directly.

His eyes widened in shock as he looked at the young man opposite him. At the same time, his foreboding feeling deep down grew increasingly stronger.

"I think I'm right."

Since the two are indeed related, then the chances of them having family ties are very high.

Davey waved a finger and smiled. “Don't look at me like that. You two are very similar.”

Melissa rolled her eyes, her cheeks bulging like pufferfish as she snorted, "Who looks like her!"

With his insight increasingly precise, Davey guesses that this teenage girl and Joseph might be father and daughter given his rebellious attitude and disdainful gaze.

Unfortunately, he had seen things like this too often.

Previously, a woman was heartbroken by a scoundrel, and this time it was a teenage girl who ran away from home due to a dispute with her parents.

Indeed, there is an increasing need for Davey's skills as a life mentor.

At this moment, Melissa was already sorry. He no longer felt that his father had made a mistake, but instead, he had put himself in a slightly unpleasant state due to his own judgment and curiosity.

Of course, this is not a dangerous situation. However, since this person was instantly aware of his relationship with Joseph, there was a high chance that he would complain about it.

Indeed, it would be unwise to enter the S-rank zone, even if it was supposed to be 'friendly'.

The only lucky part is that the evaluation of the 'friendly' section on the file turned out to be correct.

Davey stretched out a second finger. “As for the second question, why do you want to fight Panco with me?”

Had any other regular customers made this request, Davey would not have asked such a question. However, the one before him was a new young customer of a fairer gender and his request involved physical contact.

For the sake of his own reputation and innocence, Davey had no choice but to be a little more cautious.

Women are not the only ones being harassed, Men should also remember to protect themselves while being outside!

Moreover, understanding the other party's strange intentions thoroughly would help in his psychological evaluation and handing out the chicken soup.

Melissa sat up straight and looked straight ahead. “Joseph says that when feeling upset over something or someone but unable to take action for some reason, it is best to find someone to wrestle.”

Huh huh? Davey was confused and asked doubtfully, "Why the panco fight?"

Wait a minute, does this mean that the reason he was upset was because of the dispute with Joseph? And he... using me to vent his anger?

Oh my God, how bad!

With a flat face, Melissa replied, “The best thing is to find the person involved. This way, I will be able to enjoy the appearance of an opponent who is uncomfortable from having no other alternative.

“Also, the opponent will look cowardly if he rejects this game-like activity and it can be started by force if he rejects it. In addition, if the opponent is angry and behaves, it gives me a reason to beat him.”

Huhhhh????

Davey's entire mind was filled with question marks, He began to doubt Joseph's qualifications as a father in raising his children.

Haaa, I can't expect much from a military veteran suffering from PTSD to raise a child well, can I?

"Well, how do you want to compete?" Davey felt like he was on the verge of a headache.

But Melissa just vented her frustration, and Davey was willing to grant her request. She was a young girl with thin limbs, so she probably wouldn't be able to gather much strength. But even so, Davey had to put that brat in his place.

"The best of the three," Melissa suggested carefully while thinking to herself that although the owner of this bookstore did not look ordinary, she looked like a scholar or a magician.

This S-rank person might be more proficient in the aetheric aspect, but his physical body was definitely not that powerful.

The man seemed to be in a somewhat relaxed state, but Melissa felt that the man only had the strength of an adult male in general.

Taking a deep breath, he muttered, "Three."

"Two.

"One.

"The beginning!"

Bam!

The match has been decided.

Melissa stared blankly at her arm that was stuck to the table.

How is this possible?!

He looked up and noticed the bookstore owner had an expression that seemed to say that everything was within his expectations.

LDavey raised his eyebrows and smiled complacently at Melissa before releasing his hand, as if saying "I'm still pretty good at panco fighting".

Melissa clearly sensed that her muscles and strength were at the level of an ordinary human! By the age of six, Melissa could already face ten adult men and hit them all to the ground. Now sixteen years old, there was no reason for him to be unable to win a match of pancos!

Although he was only an Abnormal-rank, his abilities were already at Pandemonium-rank, it was just that the Union of Truth had yet to publish a ranking list this year.

But now, he had even lost a panco match …

Melissa began to sink into self-doubt, Could she be using the aether to cheat?

The bookstore owner across the street noticed Melissa's eyes and seemed able to read her mind, she smiled and said, “I'm not cheating. At such a close distance, I will be caught immediately if I do.”

That's absolutely true. This was a very narrow space and the two of them were very close to the hands they touched. Any change in the aether, no matter how minute it is sure to feel.

Therefore, the owner of this bookstore is an original article. But when Melissa realized this, she became even more upset and incredulous.

Davey felt a little uneasy looking at the sad young girl with her head bowed and thus comforted her, “Young lady, your strength at such an age is already very impressive. Actually, I find it a little difficult. Look, didn't we hit a dead end at the beginning?”

What he said was the truth and Davey seemed a little regretful.

Yes, yes, the deadlock is only momentary. It made me want to vomit, Melissa clenched her fists tightly. Even if she was just an apprentice knight, Melissa had her own self-esteem and self-worth.

Originally, he had indeed come with the intention to provoke. However, he was aware that his arrogance had caused him to make a mistake but still, he was unwilling to accept this.

“Best of three, again!” insist on the young girl with a firm and unwavering look.

Davey was moved by his impressive demeanor. Even though he was still a brat, this fighting spirit deserves a thumbs up.

Davey did feel like he was bullying a child, but he was completely shocked at the early moments of their arm wrestling match. The brute strength this weak little girl displayed was something she had not expected.

"Alright, let's round it again" Davey said with a fervent nod of his head.

Both of them reached out and grabbed the other. Davey looked calm while Melissa looked riveted for the first time.

"Three, two, one, start!"

Both of his hands were trembling…

Melissa gnashed her teeth as she exerted all her strength, grimacing as she stared intently at her own hands. Her slender and beautiful arms had become a lump of tight muscles as bulging blood vessels appeared on her forehead.

Davey's lips twitched as he looked at this scene. Like father, and daughter ...

But even so, the intrinsic qualities of the female body were still a limitation, Davey couldn't help but laugh as he unintentionally increased his strength, resulting in an immediately broken balance.

Bam!

The second match is over.

Melissa remained dazed in her chair, her hands still on the table. His face was pale and he wanted to cry but no tears came out.

"I should have known…"

Davey smiled and said, “All right, isn't that just panco? Is winning and losing important?”

Davey considered that getting this kid to remember such a lesson would be beneficial to him. Otherwise, what would happen if he offended some unpleasant individuals in the future with his personality and physique?

“If we used a knife, you would be dead. Fights are not done this way, ”Davey lectured while patting Melissa on the forehead with an outstretched finger.

A rude person like Joseph would not do it, I guess my kind hearted one should step out and help give a guiding light to his son.

Given this tendency, she would probably be the female gangster boss at school, That would be terrible. I had to stop him from the start and get rid of his habit of randomly challenging others for a panco fight! Davey thought to himself.

Melissa puffed her cheeks and looked at Davey as if she was suffering from being bullied by him.

Davey pulled his finger and casually continued the conversation, “Alright, I have already fulfilled your request. Now, maybe you can tell me why you came to my bookstore?

Melissa answered obediently, “I want to borrow a book.”

“Haa, you should have told me that from the beginning. What book do you want to borrow?” answer Davey.

Melissa calmed herself down and muttered softly, “I read a portion of the book my father had secretly borrowed. However, I was almost caught before even reaching the end... Do you have another copy here?

He assumed the bookstore owner was replying to him because of his initially disrespectful attitude when he first entered the store.

What a big little shot. Melissa no longer had the misconception that the owner of this bookstore was an ordinary person. The creature before him was a monster that was beyond the reach of logical reason.

Furthermore, Joseph often said that the wise are subject to circumstances. A great knight needs to know when to be flexible and implement the right compromises.

Davey felt he understood the situation, It seems like the father-son conflict has broken out.

It's not something extraordinary. Many disagreements between parents and children often start with the smallest things. Then, suppressing parental pressure coupled with a child's rebellious tendencies will eventually lead to a full-blown war.

Davey smiled, “Of course, there are even other editions. But... why don't you try talking to Joseph?”

Melissa put her chin between her hands and sighed, “If she were aware that I knew she was reading this kind of book, she would definitely make a fuss. How can I get him to lend it to me?

"From shame?" Davey asked in earnest. “Instead, I don't think so. As long as you show that you understand, I'm sure he'll understand where you came from. In fact, there is no insurmountable gap between parent and child. What is lacking is just a little trust in each other.”

Melissa was surprised by Davey's explanation but quickly turned her head. “He never understood me and was always busy with his work. Every time I get the results of my training from school, he will just scold me for not being good enough and keep talking about how he was in the past.”

Ah.. so it is, the same common root problem — Unsatisfactory results.

Joseph was always busy with work, and only had time to check on his daughter's schoolwork every day. But due to neglecting his son, the results began to fall.

As a retired veteran who was unable to express himself appropriately, he could only spur his son through scolding and regard himself as an example. However, he was very opposite in his daughter's eyes.

CONNECT...................!!!