"Ah." Shirogane was sorry he'd asked. He'd spent more than enough time hanging around areas of varying levels of disrepute to know exactly what being a "sinful woman" would entail. He supposed it was one of those novels that would present the life of such an individual in great, scalacious detail, only to hastily add that this narrative existed only to provide the gentle reader with an example of the horrors of sin. It was definitely not the sort of thing he would have expected a mechanical man to be perusing. No wonder he wanted to find the book. Leaving something like that lying around where one of the children might find it probably wasn't the best idea.

Shirogane had started up his own search on the other side of the room and had his back to the book on the floor, but at Warsman's explanation of its contents, Shirogane couldn't help but turn to look at the other in surprise. When he did that, he spotted the book by Warsman's feet. He breathed a sigh of relief and went to pick it up, opening it up to flip through the pages as he did so. Morbid curiosity, one might call it. "Is this it?"