I'm being trained to a dick by a normally quiet, humanities beauty

I happened to have some business and I met a librarian, Kawakita, at a library. I'm curious about my quiet but beautiful girlfriend, so I go to the library to look for her. One day, Kawakita asked me, "You like books, don't you?" and I felt happy. But what she said afterwards was her sudden change: "Every time you come, you look at me, right? What are you imagining? Is it disgusting..." At this point, I had already been rolled over Mr. Kawakita's palm.