Dont Mess The Library (Highschool Dxd Fanfic)

Dont Mess The Library (Highschool Dxd Fanfic)

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Y/n was the student librarian at kuhou academy she's very strict and overprotective about the books in her care she would do anything just to keep the library and the books safe even if it means killing someone just to prevent a scratch in the front door, no one knows her back history the only thing they know is that she's a dangerous person if someone pisses her off as she was called The Librarian as lazy as that is But everytime when school ends she would go towards the back of the library and into a hidden passage leading into a large room with different kinds of potions and an alchemy set was on the table as different type of herbs, items, books, and ingredients was laying at the table. A smile was formed as she let out a giggle and said "Lets see what potions i could make today"
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