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"You, Seto," Mokuba asked his older brother when he had just completely immersed himself in an apparatus, namely an SOS device, and stubbornly continued to claim that he would be leaving here again and that the company could not be left unattended.
"These Nanali. I think they're very nice.", Said the black-haired man and looked out the window at how many of the people who were stranded with them this morning were excitedly philosophizing about what was so bad now and what should be done or what they are doing would if their girlfriend or boyfriend died.
Nanali's reaction was much more mature and, on the other hand, also somehow unnatural.
That wasn't normal, was it?
"Seto?" He asked after his brother hadn't answered him, but only got a "Busy" answer.
"Well, I'll go to Clair's Mineral Ranch then," he decided.
And didn't even wait for an answer.
Seto had probably only half noticed him or not at all.
Following the signs, he would find his destination.
Because of the early morning riot, many residents have fallen a long way behind in their schedules.
Clair, among others, who was very enthusiastic about having found an opportunity to start what she calls her internship, offered Nanali a helping hand.
Inquisitive as she was, she did not let any opportunity to learn from anything.
Neither about the plants nor about the animals.
She wanted to know everything down to the last detail.
She would have loved to ask Clair for her manual straight away, but she didn't want to go that far.
Instead, she preferred to run after her with paper and pen and scribble everything Clair taught her on her sheet of paper.
Word by word.
"You are interested in that?"
Nanali didn't want to immediately say that she was planning to face her as a competitor at the next pawn settlement that Clair had told her about.
"I find it rather outrageous that the others who have received help from you and are still allowed to sleep here are now talking about something in the village instead of helping you with your work."
"Oh, what. I can only offer you a barn with straw to sleep in and a couple of blankets. Besides that, Stainer helps me normally.
It's just not in Mineralstadt today. "
"Is that your friend or just a colleague?" Asked Nanali.
By now she knew that the villagers here were very open-minded and friendly.
"Um, let's say a childhood friend who I really like. I won't say more yet." Admitted Farmerin and scratched her cheek in embarrassment.
"Ok, then I won't ask any more.", Giggled the assistant.
"But if you are interested in it, I recommend you go to the library here. Since this is the most central part of the island, all kinds of knowledge from all eight villages are collected here."
Nanali listened carefully to the explanations of the farmer.
She particularly liked the seemingly harmonious community between the villages and the inhabitants of each village.
Everyone helped and supported the other when he needed help."We are such a small island that there would be no point in exploiting each other because everyone benefits from each other's work.
We need each other. So we help each other too.
You will not starve to death here, nor will you be abandoned in any other way. ", Clair had told her soothingly at the very beginning so that she would not get scared.
"Wow. That all sounds incredibly interesting. To be honest, I already like this island.", Nanali said happily and thought for a moment.
"To be honest, animals still scare me a little. Well, what does fear mean. I respect them. Plants just interest me more. Maybe I'll really go to the library and read my way through world history," she mused aloud .
"Otherwise-", she started again and didn't really want to leave Clair alone with the work when the door to the barn opened and someone with a peaked cap, red scarf and brunette hair stepped up to the two blondes.
"Stainer, where are you from?"
"Over there, some shipwrecked people have been reported and Claus has been asked to go to Mineralstadt to carry out examinations there to ensure that no one has suffered serious injuries, so I listened carefully and came back immediately. I thought you could use the help better now."
Clair smiled at him and while they were talking about a possible division of labor to find their way back to their schedule, Nanali said goodbye to the library.
Halfway through, the black-haired curly head came towards her.
"Ah! Nanali, I was looking for you."
Nanali looked at him questioningly with her azure eyes.
"Oh yes? Does Seto know that you are traveling alone here? Why were you looking for me?"
Mokuba shrugged.
"No plan, if he knows. If he has listened, then yes. If he's trying to fix the emergency intercom so that he hides the rest of the world, then no."
Nanali smiled slyly.
"I see. Then it was boring and you thought you were looking for the only stranded person with whom you can at least talk before, and distract yourself a little."
Mokuba nodded and Nanali told him about her plan, which he had to grumble about.
"You don't just hide me then, do you?"
The young woman burst out laughing at this question.
"I'll do my best not to hide you too," she replied, amused.
"Well then it's all right."
"What do you think of helping me instead, or would that be too boring for you?"
"No, not at all. We have to find our way around here in the future. Seto will be angry when he finds out in the end that we are stranded here and that he is behind the others because he wastes his time So at least one of the Kaiba brothers has to stay up to date. "
Nanali agreed and they holed up in the library for an uncertain time.
In which they met Mary when they entered through the large oak door."There was nothing but weeds here," she muttered, scribbling on a piece of paper.
"What are you writing there?" Asked Mokuba.
Mary instantly jumped up at the visit.
It was not common for anyone to come into the library.
Most of the city's residents were always so busy that they didn't have time to stop by.
"Well, I ...", she tangled up.
Nanali, who understood her sudden uncertainty, gave in.
"Good afternoon. My name is Nanali. Me and my friend Mokuba are here because we want to read something smart, would that be okay?"
Mary, who had calmed down a bit, got up from her chair behind the counter to introduce herself as well.
"My name is Mary. I'm the librarian here. Once this library was only there to keep the books my father wrote about the plants on the island. But suddenly everyone began to write down their knowledge so that it would be preserved. Me thought it wouldn't hurt to write something too. Of course you can read anything if you want. "
The two girls smiled at each other while Mokuba was still brooding over the fact that Nanali had called him a friend, even though they barely knew each other.
Somehow that pleased him.
Someone like her would do Seto well, too.
Now that he no longer had a company and no one would think it would be good to start something with him because he has money, he might not shut himself off to any girl anymore.
Assuming he ever got away from these devices.
"Say, where can I find ... Ah, I need so much. Can I bother you with all this. I would look for myself dead in this big library."
Mokuba looked at her with wide eyes.
"For God's sake, what do you want to read?"
"Eh, well I need a lot of different books on botany. From the crops to the collecting herbs to their processing. Then a collection of newspaper reports over the last few years, if you have anything like that, and finally books that generally include what it is to know about the different villages of the island. ", Nanali enumerated.
She could think of a dozen other subjects, but it wouldn't be good to learn too much from one another. She would take it slow.
Mokuba, meanwhile, wondered if keeping her company was such a good idea.
"What is it, little Kaiba? I thought you wanted to do some preparatory work for the time when your brother is desperate."
Mokuba took a deep breath.
"Well, let's go. I'm already on fire, when do we finally want to start?"
So after Mary had picked out a bit of simple reading for them, consisting of works that weighed kilograms and whose parchment was already old and tattered and comprised around a thousand pages, she provided them with lots of sheets and at least three ballpoint pens for each.
They wanted to be written blank by this evening.
"Oh, tomorrow there is a music festival in the town hall of the twin villages. Are you interested in something like that?" Asked Mokuba.
"I love music.I would really like to be there with something like that. "
Mokuba had set out to write out which eight villages there were in the Forgotten World and which peculiarities they had, including festivals.
"Hey, what's the matter with you?" He asked her after a while.
"Well, did you know how many different plants there are at different times of the year and that to buy some seeds you have to go to a certain village?"
"Oh yes? That is also part of my topic, do we want to carry it together?"
"Sure, you start! I want to know where my plants belong. Or where I have to get them from."
"Well-", the Wuschelkopf began with his lecture.
"There are eight villages on the island. The most central one is Mineralstadt, here we are. The location makes it easy to get to almost any other village and you would think you had the best access to all goods, but that's not the case because everyone Dorf is characterized by something and should stay that way. So it also happens that Mineralstadt is more of a basic village, with a lot of rather ordinary things. You don't have much choice. But that's right, because instead of relying on the To concentrate luxury and the variable, one concentrates here on the bare essentials and thus supplies a large part of the whole island.
In addition, here is