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It looked as though the place had been ransacked, due to the books being scattered in every direction. I knocked around some of the books with the tip of my sneaker, surprised that not all were destroyed beyond recognition. I picked up one of the many plain bound books and looked at the cover. The top and bottom corner was burned off of the book, and the cover hung by a few threads, but there was still some sense to the handwritten words inside. The cover of the book read, "1836" I flipped the book open to a random pace, surprised to find the inexperienced writing of a child.

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how I wish I could be that smart, too. Unbeknownst to us, the edges of the shelves have hidden numberings on them. Nathan tried removing —one by one — the big encyclopedia book that marked the number of each shelves. Emma happened to saw one of the Encyclopedias at the shelf in front of her. "Aze, this book was numbered 9!!" she shouted. "Everyone, let's help Emma and Nathan!" I commanded. I hurriedly came near the shelf in my right side. I checked if there was the Encyclopedia.

I asked myself as I opened the first page, it wasn’t right but I was doing it anyway. “If lost please return to this number, 047xxxxxxxxx,” she has very cute handwriting, she drew cute stickers on the note too, and decorated her name boldly on it, I held the book closer to my nose, and I could still perceive her scent on the book, and it smells nice. “What is wrong with me?” I asked myself as I flipped the book.

Sasha said, guessing what the other two were thinking, “it’s not what you think. You remember the numbers the Ayakashi gave me right before she disintegrated? I had figured out what they were. They were book call numbers.” “Call numbers? That can’t be right,” Aki said because she was a regular of the Ethereal Nest’s imperial and public libraries. She had to be, because being forbidden from doing a lot of things, she had found early on that reading books was the next best thing. “Book call numbers have alphanumeric characters.” “You’re right, A-chan, but not in the restricted section of Wani Academy’s library. In the restricted section, I figured they only used numbers.” “Good thinking,” Temu

Marley stepped fully into the room and closed the door quietly. She wandered around looking for anything. She came to a shelf and went through the books there. A book with a black binding had a big capital letter and number on it grabbing Marley's attention. It read N.5. She took out her phone and took a shot. Her hand reached out to take the book. “What are you doing in here?” Marley freezed.

I scanned the bookcases desperately, checking to see if I knew any of the books and— That's exactly when I noticed the shelves. They had numbering. These shelves were unlike the shelves at normal libraries, these ones had a more elaborate system of rows and columns — making it almost like a grid. Small, little shelves for at least two-three books each. And all these shelves and rows had names. Once I caught a grip of the numbering system of the rows and columns, it took me the blink of an eye to locate the specific little shelf in which my book was. Row A9, column F7. There were 5 thin books stuffed into the tiny compartment of a shelf, so it was rather easy to see what the #3 in the clue st