Chapter 54: 10
I tried to focus on the image of the chakra analysis seal to understand how it works. Unfortunately, my thoughts made it difficult to concentrate. It's been a month since I started training with Sasuke, but Itachi still hasn't shown any interest in me. He only had a fleeting interest, after which his attention shifted to something else. The failure of this approach indicated a clear underestimation of Itachi: he clearly did not consider me an interlocutor capable of giving him a meaningful answer. Maybe it was much simpler, and he just saw me as a child, the same age as Sasuke.
My plan had failed before it even started, but I still had another, albeit illusory, option. I turned my head towards the table littered with books. There were books on biology, animal domestication, basic principles of conscription, a list of publicly available appeals, fairy tales and myths, as well as literature about coastal countries.
I was looking for information about mermaids. I knew they probably weren't here, but I needed to find a way to go through the Puppeteer ritual. In the world of the Lord of Secrets, the singing of mermaids had a calming effect, which, when taking the potion of the Puppeteer, prevented entanglement in their threads at their first perception. However, in the world of Van Pease, this effect partially worked, and the system forcibly untangled the threads, considering the condition fulfilled. From here, I had a thought: if I take the potion without a ritual, relying on my experience controlling spiritual threads, will it work? Will the system forcibly assume that the conditions are not met, and "fail" me?
Besides, I had no other ideas on how to influence the events of the Uchiha Massacre without exposing myself to obvious risks and maintaining a high chance of success. There was another option in the form of a Faceless one, but only if the ability would allow you to change the signature of the chakra. Then I can create a third party to minimize the risks of my actions. However, this was unlikely.
Realizing that it was pointless to think about it any further, I turned my attention back to printing the chakra analysis. This seal is not very popular, as it is not able to directly interact with weak remnants of the chakra. It is used if the target has already been captured to extract a significant clot of chakra and compare it with the available data. This is less efficient than the sensors, but in the absence of the latter, it can serve as a substitute. It is most often used in the Bureau of torture, whereas the Bureau of investigation usually employs many sensors.
I focused on repeating the print structure, ignoring the instructions. Despite my dissatisfaction with the Cryptologist's low response, I was not going to abandon the method. I already had a roughly thought-out system for creating this seal, and I followed my plan. After finishing the finishing touch, I poured the chakra into the seal. As soon as that happened, the number one appeared on the side of the scroll. After repeating the process, I noticed that the unit lit up again.
To fully test the seal's performance, I needed a different chakra signature. After removing the seal from the scroll, I assessed my progress. In a month, I have mastered many sealing techniques such as storage seal, battery seal, explosive seal, immobilization seals, chakra suppression, and others. Most of them were unsuitable for combat, and some were useless at all. I studied them just for the sake of practice and development. Now I could put aside the basic sealing techniques and move on to more complex seals.
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I was standing on the court, brushing the dust off my knees after sparring with Naruto. The fight was short, as expected. Despite his best efforts, he still relied too much on the power of emotion rather than technique. Nevertheless, something about his tenacity made me look at him differently.
Kaito, the instructor who kept order on the battle grounds, came up to me. His figure stood out with calmness and confidence, and there was attentiveness in his eyes.
—Seiji,— he began in a flat voice, "you rely too much on calculations when you fight. That's good, but your taijutsu technique is noticeably weaker than the others.
I nodded, expressing neither surprise nor emotion. His remark was obvious, and I've known about my flaw for a long time. Kaito continued:
— Try to study the old kata records. There is one book in the library, "Fundamentals of Movement and Breath Control." I think she could help you.
I noted his words, seeing it as a sound recommendation. Without further ado, I nodded again, confirming that I had heard him. Kaito walked away, watching the other students, and I returned to my thoughts. Despite my training with Sasuke, I didn't really learn from the technique itself, but rather fought more instinctively.
—Hey, Seiji! Naruto's voice came from behind him. I turned around, and he was already running up to me, grinning. "You're a good fighter." But I'll definitely beat you next time!
I shrugged my shoulders, without much reaction.
"Maybe." If you stop jumping on the spot, as if on springs," I remarked, which made him laugh.
—Listen," he suddenly became serious, tugging at the edge of his jacket a little, "how did you even learn that?" You're also..." he stammered, but finished anyway, "... from the orphanage, right?" You don't have parents, but you're still so... cool.
The words came out unexpectedly. Not because he said something new, but because he directly called a spade a spade. I looked at him and only now noticed that his confidence was a little broken. There was some inner longing hidden behind the loud words.
"Just practicing," I replied shortly. There was no mystery about it, and I didn't want to discuss the details.
—Great,— he drawled, but then his eyes lit up. — And let's train together? I can learn from you, and you... well, maybe you'll learn something new too!
"I already train in the evenings," I snapped, without explaining with whom exactly. Naruto looked a little sad, but quickly changed his expression to his usual stubborn one.
— Well, then let's at least do something else! — He suggested. — Do you have free time? Maybe we should go somewhere? I know a cool place where you can eat... or just run!
I was going to refuse. There wasn't much time anyway, and another adventure with Naruto wasn't part of my plans. But his sincerity and strange stubbornness made me think. He didn't force himself, but he wasn't going to give up anyway.
—Okay, - I finally said. — But don't expect it to be often.
His face lit up with a big smile, and he immediately started talking about how great it would be. I winced slightly, but didn't interrupt. It was probably the only time I agreed to something like this.