D.E.M.O.N.S: Getting Summoned Weekly isn't so Bad

Chapter 51: If a Stack of Books Falls in an Empty Bookstore, Who Has to Pick it Up?

Rounding the corner, the group found a hall with a shocking number of hairdressers. Four different ones to be exact. Vivian paused and made her way to the side of the hall to get out of everyone way.

”Right well, this is new” said Vivian

”Um is there supposed to be four of them” said Lily

”Nope, there was only two before and I canʼt rightfully remember which one the bookstore is behind” said Vivian

”Itʼs that one” said Sylvie pointing towards the hairdressers in the back right of the hall. It was past a few other shops and the furthest hairdresser from the group.

”Um, how do you know Sylvie” said Lily

”Vivian said this is new, but only two of them. The two on the left are much newer than the ones of the right and the other one on the left is stuck between two other shops. The one at the back has another hallway if you look closely” said Sylvie. Lily and Vivian looked at Sylvie surprised, while Kat simply nodded and focused on looking for the hallway sheʼd mentioned.

*Yup, I can see it there just past the hairdressers. Itʼs actually pretty noticeable now that Iʼm looking.* Thought Kat as she patted Sylvie on the head for her hard work.

The hallway behind the hairdressers was a well-lit service entrance with a large fire door at the end and lights all across the ceiling. Despite this it still felt dingy, the wall was stacked stone bricks without a covering and the ceiling had a number of pipes running across it near the lights. Towards the back of the hallway right next to the door stood an open shop front with books that almost spilled into the hallway. It seemed that the owner had taken care to keep the fire doors unobstructed, but this resulted in a number of precarious stacks of books lining the stores edge

”Ah, yes just like I remember it” said Vivian beaming.

”Wait this is normal for this store?” said Kat

”Yup its been like this for years, at least a decade I think” said Vivian

”What were you looking for last time” said Kat

”Second-hand textbooks for my university degree” said Vivian

Walking into the store they found a young clerk manning the counter. He was reading an unmarked book and simply waved to acknowledge the groups presence in the store without removing his eyes from the page. Kat found herself a bit wary of the strange stacks of books, her newfound appendages threatened to topple many of them if she turned to quickly or in the wrong way.

*Even the tunnels under Minorʼs place werenʼt this bad. How do you expect self-respecting demons to fit in here. Plus, why are all the books in stacks? How do you tell half of these apart?* Lily however had other thoughts as she seemed to glide through the stacks of books like they werenʼt there at all. Vivian showed similar grace and while it was not to the same graceful extent as Lily, Vivian was more than able to hop from pile to pile as she inspected books. Sylvie was simply small enough that she had room to spare and wandered the store with ease.

*Itʼs just me? Am I the one whoʼs crazy? Surely normal people struggle with this right?* And Kat was right, the piles were stacked in such a way as to challenge people who enter, they were never intended to stand for long, a gimmick the owner had come up with after finding a number of compelling books by accident, but Kat didnʼt know this.

Kat let her eyes scan the store in order to limit the amount of movement sheʼd have to do. What she saw however further reinforced that she had no idea what she was doing. The books in any one pile didnʼt seem connected to each other and were just as likely to contain a school textbook as a fantasy novel. Despite this the stacks did seem to be group together somehow; adjacent stacks seemed to have the same types of mixed literature.

For example if one stack contained a few business textbooks spread throughout the stack it was almost certain that its neighbours had the same. This continued with fantasy or sci-fi books as well, sticking in their clusters despite the muddled piles. There were a few other books that Kat saw no connection between, but simply assumed there must be something connecting them, as she was no bookworm.