My older sister is a villainous rich girl.

"Lady Chris! Yesterday's performance was absolutely fantastic! Let's make some crafts about Poppy together!"

In the school's craft club room, the club president, her face filled with emotion, held Chris's hand. "Let's give Poppy the strength to fight!"

Wayne twitched his lips and silently turned away to organize the various documents on the shelf.

On the sofa, Chris looked half-asleep and mumbled, "Yeah, that's what I think~"

Last night, she was so excited that she tossed and turned in bed until dawn before finally falling asleep. This morning, however, her mother dragged her out of bed and urged her to go to school.

As a result, Chris was in a daze all day.

"...zzzz..." Chris leaned against the soft leather cushion, losing consciousness like a salted fish.

"Lady Chris... seems completely drained," Eve said worriedly.

"Don't worry, let her sleep for a while." Wayne took a document from the filing cabinet and sat back down at the conference table.

The unexpected success of "Superhero Poppy" means that Chris's first step in her plan has been a complete success.

The next task is to prepare for making a Bobbi doll that is "as big as a city gate".

What kind of material can be used to achieve an effect that is extremely soft and comfortable, making people want to touch it as soon as they see it?

The required items could not be found in the backup materials that the crafting department had previously kept.

Perhaps because the craftsmanship of this world is still very backward, even the toys sold in the gift shops in the market are very crudely made.

Although carpets, tapestries, and other textiles are very common in daily life, the pile of these materials is not very fine and cannot be compared with the finely made modern fabrics that make you want to hug them and sleep on your doll.

The manual labor department didn't have the information Wayne wanted, so he wondered if he should ask someone else to look it up.

"Lord Wayne, is there something you don't understand?"

The head of the crafts club, with her right fist clenched to her lips, said in a gruff voice, "I've served three consecutive terms as head of the crafts club, you know? When it comes to knowledge of crafts, no one in this academy can compare to me!"

No matter what, being called "Sir XX" by an upperclassman really feels like a kind of humiliating play.

And what kind of bizarre way of addressing someone as "old woman"?

"Just call me Wayne," he said. "Minister, do you know where I can find information on all the currently available fabric types?"

"..." The minister fell into deep thought.

"Hmm..." She paced back and forth.

"This..." She began to anxiously tidy up her things.

Wayne sighed, "Forget it, I'll just ask someone else!"

I almost forgot that she's just a nobody, so I shouldn't have any expectations of her.

"Wait! I understand!"

Suddenly, the minister shouted from behind.

"Huh?" Wayne stopped in his tracks as he was about to leave and looked back.

The minister, with a wise expression, said, "Just look it up in the school library!"

……

Although the elementary, junior high, and main campuses of Seiki Academy are separate campuses, they are all located on the banks of a stream that surrounds the royal capital.

That's right, it's that little river called "Qingxi". It's like a jade belt that surrounds the capital and flows into a large lake called "Qingxi Lake" in the suburbs downstream.

Seiki Academy is located upstream of this stream.

The scenery here is beautiful and pleasant; you can even take a small boat ride on the crystal-clear water. Even within the entire kingdom, it is an excellent tourist destination.

Normally, students from different campuses are not allowed to enter other campuses unless they are specially invited by the council.

However, there is one exception: the school's public service area, which is open to all students.

Important facilities with public service functions, such as large arenas, the main library, and the school theater, are all concentrated here.

However, unless there are special reasons, the needs can usually be perfectly met within the campus, and few people would go to the public service area.

Upon arriving at the entrance of the main library, Wayne and May Jones, the head of the crafts department, presented their student IDs and were granted permission to enter.

Just as rumored, the place was deserted. I didn't see many people along the way, and some of them were employees who were specifically responsible for maintaining the environment.

Even when people occasionally come to borrow books, most of them are students from the main campus, and Wayne doesn't recognize any of them.

That said, Wayne was very satisfied with the school's schedule, which gave him plenty of free time to slack off.

He attends classes from 9 a.m. to 12 p.m., has a two-hour lunch break, and then attends classes from 2 p.m. to 4 p.m., followed by an hour and a half of free time.

The school gates will open at 5:30 p.m., allowing students to leave the school. However, it's okay to go home a little later, as the school gates won't be locked until 8 p.m. If certain clubs need accommodation, they can even apply to the school for permission to stay on campus.

When Wayne first learned about the course arrangement, he was so excited that he ate several extra bowls of rice for dinner.

This...this is simply a life like that of a god! This is the life he had dreamed of for nearly twenty years of hard study in his previous life!

Wow—the air is thick with the scent of money!

After a sigh, the minister said with a touch of sadness, "Although I've studied at the academy for six years, this is my first time in the library."

Wayne asked in surprise, "You've never come even once? Why?"

With so much free time outside of classes, shouldn't we logically visit all the nearby attractions?

"Wayne—you still don't understand the joy of laziness." The minister patted him on the shoulder with a weary expression.

...I was too naive.

Wayne strode silently into the directory area.

He hadn't forgotten that he came here carrying the earnest expectations of everyone in the handicraft department.

Standing surrounded by rows upon rows of bookshelves, Wayne once again understood what Xiaobai meant by "low-level magic."

The library's classification system still relies on alphabetical order, and the books are sorted one by one by people using a pulley-driven wooden ladder.

In the magical world, books don't just fly out of the bookshelf on their own when summoned by a wand!

Despite the complaints, the collection of books here is quite extensive.

"Of course! This is the library of Qingxi Academy, known as the kingdom's premier magic academy! If it doesn't have a book here, it won't be found in any other library!"

The minister said with certainty.