People Aren't Meant to Be Fixed! (4 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 177

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Now that I’ve said this much, it’s time for Lilith to share her opinion.

In truth, she likely has better information-gathering skills than I do—perhaps she already knows some of what I’ve just recounted.

But that isn’t what matters. By revealing how much I know, I needed Lilith—someone who serves Hecate more closely than anyone else—to exercise her judgment: to remain silent despite knowing as much as a personal maid would. It wasn’t merely the information she possessed that I required.

Whenever I laid out various points, Lilith excelled at synthesizing them, filtering out the unnecessary, or suggesting angles I hadn’t considered. Like the Messenger of God, she often threw out riddles that were difficult, ambiguous, and impossible to grasp immediately.

This frequently frustrated me, and indeed that was my greatest complaint—but Lilith had always helped me greatly whenever I found myself in trouble or danger. To put it plainly, she was an exceptionally intelligent and useful servant. To phrase it more kindly, she was someone essential for filling the gaps in my own capabilities.

Had she been anyone else, I wouldn’t have rushed all the way to the Imperial Library.

It was only natural.

“…….”

In one word, I expected Lilith to bite at my bait, show interest, cross her arms, and react just as she always did.

Yet why did her gaze remain fixed stubbornly on the paper, making me feel as though only her ears were open? At first, she’d acknowledged my greeting and assumed a posture suggesting she’d listen attentively—but now she just looked like she’d grown a mouth for show. It felt as if I were staring at something that wasn’t human: trapped in time, motionless, drained of energy, and hardened as though petrified alive.

‘If a person speaks, shouldn’t they get a reply?’

Even though, aside from the librarians, only Lilith and I were in the Imperial Library, I didn’t want to raise my voice ungracefully—I was, after all, a grown adult now.

Yet it infuriated me that Lilith, who had once listened with both ears wide open in gentle patience, now scribbled away with her pen, absorbed in document-writing, her expression giving no clue whether she was even hearing me or not.

“Hey.”

But I mustn’t get angry. I’m a rational person, not a barbarian. I called her name several times—just enough to slightly dent my dignity and decorum—and tapped the desk lightly with my index finger. I’d worked hard to suppress my old habit of charging headfirst when impatient, and I was trying my best to handle this wisely.

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