Chapter 13: The Elder of the Library
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- Oh, yes, yes, can you help somehow?! My father has been in a pretty bad condition for a long time, and I don't even know how to help him. And he refuses to go to Uncle Hansha.
With a sad and worried face, said Yuko. After listening to the girl, Samato put his hand to his chin and thought.
- I think Uncle Mori has a pretty serious illness, if he continues in the same spirit, he will definitely die.
Hearing the diagnosis, Yuko turned pale and tears flowed from her eyes. In a plaintive tone, she said softly.
- B-but, isn't it possible not to help him?
Putting a reassuring smile on his face, Samato reached out and wiped his tears.
- Calm down, it's unnecessary to cry. Although I'm not sure that this will definitely help, but I have a remedy that can alleviate the symptoms.
Taking the boy's hand in her palms, Yuko asked hopefully.
- Is that true?
- Of course, you have to trust your future husband. – Internally restrained, he said. - But you know how he feels about me. So, it will be problematic for him to accept help from me.
- Then what to do?
Stretching his hand behind his back, Samato took out a scroll and unfolded it, directed the chakra into it. In a puff of smoke, a palm-sized pouch appeared from the scroll. Handing it to the girls, he said.
- This bag contains a special medicine that should help alleviate his condition. Just put some in the food, just so that someone doesn't notice. Don't worry, if you can't hide the presence of the medicine, then just say that you asked me for it. But you better try not to get caught, or maybe your father will get even more angry at me and won't let us see each other.
Taking the bag and examining it, Yuko confidently said.
- Don't worry, I'll be careful. – After looking at the bag again, she asked. - Is this really going to help?
- I can't say, but at least it should ease his condition. I have to go home, remember to hide it well.
The girl quickly hid the bag under her shirt and looked at Samato, hugged him tightly.
- Thank you.
Samato's smile faltered, and irritation flashed in his eyes again. Recently, other people have begun to annoy him.
"The more often this happens, the more annoying it is for me."
Escaping from the embrace and quickly saying goodbye, Samato went towards the administrative district. Passing through the streets, he paid no attention to anyone and after a few minutes, he came to a two-story building made of wood and stone.
"It's time to try to get into the hidden library. I hope he took the bait. Still, while I am a child, it is necessary to use this."
Upon entering, he was greeted by a room with an abundance of shelves on which lay a variety of scrolls. In the center were tables, at which sat a few members of the clan.
Ignoring the glances thrown in his direction, Samato went up to the second floor and walked along a long corridor, approached one of the doors.
Stopping in front of her, to his inner contempt, he depicted the most attentive and expectant expression on his face. After knocking on the door and waiting for an answer, he entered.
Before his eyes appeared a fairly well-furnished office, with shelves filled with scrolls. At first glance, anyone who entered here would think that this office belongs to some knowledgeable and sophisticated person.
On the other hand, for Samato, all this appearance caused only inner suspicion and rejection. Looking closely at the scrolls, you could see traces of dust, indicating that they were not followed and not touched.
In the center of the room, a 35-year-old man with black hair and white eyes was sitting at a table on which there was an open scroll. His face was quite average, but it could be seen that he was carefully cared for.
- Good afternoon Gurtsu-dano, how are you doing?
Smiling, the man wisely put his hand to his chin and depicted concern on his face.
- So the son of my dear friend Hansha deigned to visit me. There were no problems with my health. But how is your dear father feeling?
Drawing a note of sadness on his face, the answer followed.
- All the same, please let's not talk about it, I would not like to burden you with these problems. Better tell me how you like the facial remedy I gave you.
The depicted concern disappeared, replaced by joy.
- Very sound, my skin has become so smooth. What is its method of creation, I would not deign to take away from such a busy young man as you, and I would create it for myself. Also, I happened to hear rumors that you are always busy training. If you want, I'll ask your father to reduce their number.
Inwardly chuckling, Samato thought contemptuously.
"What else did I expect from a pseudo-intellectual. I think now I know why the head keeps him around. Although I don't understand why it is the elder responsible for the library. I'm sure he hasn't read even 5 percent of the scrolls here. Although he is able to portray a smart guy, even I believed in it at first."
Pretending to be thoughtful, Samato waited a second and answered.
- Well, I'll be happy to give you the recipe, but there are a few problems.
- What are the problems kid?
- It is unnecessary to ask my father. Feigning indecision, he continued. - I would like the opportunity to visit the secret library of the clan.
Upon hearing the request, the man thought for a second, smiled benevolently, and said.
- There's no need to worry, I'll give you the opportunity to visit her a few times.
- Really, you are not lying, I read that only elders and the head can visit it.
- Really, really, how can I deign to lie to junior.
- But…
Seeing that they didn't believe him, the man's face changed a little.
- Don't you believe me?
- But Father and Uncle Ame said that words cannot be believed and proof is needed. Can you please write the permission on paper.
Frowning completely and complaining internally about the two aforementioned people, Gurtsu took a piece of paper and began to write. After a few seconds, having finished writing, he handed this sheet to the boy. Taking and looking at what was written on it, Samato saw a written promise to provide passage to the library and a signature.
- Now will you believe this old man? And yes, do not deign to show this contract to the elders. Let it be our secret with you.
Looking at the man, Samato saw that he was looking at him through the force, smiling.
- Oh, yes, thanks to Gurtsu-dano, please give me the paper.
Joyfully, he handed over a sheet of paper and writing materials. Soon the recipe was written and Gurtsu was satisfied to take it to read. But halfway through, his face began to frown. When he finished reading, he looked at the boy standing and smiling.
- What do these undisclosed processing methods mean?
Feigning dejection, Samato replied.
- Oh, sorry Gurtsu-dano, but these are secret techniques that my father forbade anyone to say, so I didn't specify them. Don't worry, if you process the materials using the usual method, the remedy will work. Although its characteristics will be very far from what was created with the help of techniques.
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