That strange girl from Kourindou is getting weirder and weirder every time I see her.
She was there again when I came today to see if the owner had the new volume of that awesome imported book about robot warriors that he was letting me read for free.
Before I could even say anything, she dragged me off, blabbering about how she wants to tell me about a book she really likes, even though we barely know each other.
But before that she insisted that there were some other books she wanted to grab, and she absolutely needed to get them before we sit down for some reason.
So, she climbed onto the very top of the stepladder, even though her head reached over the top of the bookcase from there. She leaned in very closely to the book spines, and started reading through them one by one really slowly. Like, she was standing there for maybe ten minutes, going left to right, and then right to left over, and over, and over.
Then she jumped off the stepladder, got on all fours, and started going over the books on the lower shelf just as like she did with the top ones.
I cleared my throat to ask what books she needed, and maybe, I could help her find them, but then she pulled out some random books that I'm pretty sure she already went over, apologized for making me wait, and took me to the owner's reading table.
Turns out, the book she wanted to tell me about was all about birds. She told me that, apparently, when two birds want to make babies, the boy-bird rubs his butthole on the g