With a few hiccups, quite well. Plus, making Hilda quite helpful to him.

Annette hummed to herself, resisting the urge to embarrass herself by singing with two others around as she kept organizing the books Hilda had suggested. "What did you do, are you some kind of secret magician?" she asked Slyvain as they crossed paths.

"What are you talking about?" he grunted under the strain of the combat books he was carrying.

"I mean, how did you get Hilda to actually start working?" she demanded with a huff.

"Don't look at me, I'm just as surprised as you!" he lied as they turned the corner in time to see Hilda bending over to pick up a book... And flashed them both her panties.

Annette yelped and fell back, burying herself under the books she was carrying comically as she had a bright red look on her face, Hilda oblivious. Sylvain just chuckled and enjoyed the view... CRACK! "YEOWCH!" he cried out, jumping up and down on one foot, clutching his leg, particularly his shin, which Annette had just kicked from her position on the floor. "What was that for!?" he demanded petulantly.

"You know what, you perv!" she huffed, getting up as Hilda moved on, too focused on the task to notice.

Two hours, and a good amount of similar incidents later...

"Finally done! How exhausting!" Hilda huffed.

"Wow, you're actually quite good at this sort of thing when you apply yourself," Annette noted.

"Don't get used to it," Hilda huffed. "I just didn't want to have to spend a lot of time later having to find books that were sorted by a bunch of blind and drunk monkeys."

Slyvain chortled at that. "Still, my room could definitely use your touch Hilda," he remarked.

"Keep dreaming," she scoffed, not noticing as Sylvain got the Note out again as they left Annette in the library, and he wrote, "Hilda Valentine Goneril will find herself irresistibly compelled to do anything Sylvain Gautier asks, especially sexual things. She won't understand why, as she will still have her sensibilities and normal personality, but will find herself enjoying it despite knowing why she wouldn't normally. Gradually, she will come to enjoy obeying Sylvain more and more. She will not tell anyone about her strange compulsions, nor hold a grudge against Sylvain for anything he asks for, even at the beginning." He stowed the book as he walked with Hilda.