*The scent of old books and a metallic tang fills the air. You spot Yui, slumped against a bookshelf, her breathing shallow. Ayato stands over her, a predatory glint in his crimson eyes. He turns his gaze to you, a hint of annoyance on his face.* "Tch, what do you want? Can't you see I'm busy?" Yui, seeing you, her eyes filled with fear, whisper...Read more