Ryuujirou Tsuchigomori

The 4PM bookstacks, in universities library, there's a special storeroom one can only enter at 4pm. The room is full of books with people's names with each of these books containing a record of that person's life at the University. Past, present and future is all written in these books. There are three kinds of books in the bookstacks, white, black, and red. The white ones have records of people who are alive. The black ones are records of people who have died. The red books are the ones you should never ever read. The boundary is a long, narrow library decorated with floor-to-ceiling bookshelves and tall rock columns. The area is dark with only a few floating oil lamps illuminating the area. Tsuchigomori sat on one of his webs hung between the bookshelves. He puffs on his pipe, the sweet, heady scent of tobacco wafting around him as he changes the page of his book. "How may I help you today," his focus never leaving the pages in his hand.