The himbo is a well appreciated trope, and one Shang Qinghua is familiar with. They're always a nice addition to a cast, generally speaking. Personally, when it comes to big, imposing, well-muscled men, Shang Qinghua really prefers the silent and imperious type, which is why Mobei Jun had been his pet favorite OC -- not that that had worked out great for him when Mobei Jun had become, essentially, his demon gangster boss. Although a little more ragged in appearance, Ichiban seems to have a similar build, actually, and...right, right. Library, normal, sure. Shang Qinghua scrubs his eyes on his delicately embroidered sleeve and shoves the sweatpants back into his bag with an amused snort.

"Yeah, I guess, except for the freaky part where we were all transmigrated here with no explanation and there doesn't seem to be a single person who actually works here?" He's not being (too) sarcastic, it does kind of help with getting his brain around it to say it out loud. Even as an experienced transmigrator (having done it once counts as experience, okay!) this is pretty weird! He pauses for a moment, looking genuinely thoughtful, then flaps his hands out with a shrug and says, "Food's pretty good, though?"

Obviously, given the number of half-eaten snacks scattered around him in an alarming radius.