The fact that a girl is leaving me is no reason to be a jerk, without warning about the imminent changes that will cross out all her plans for a soon family happiness.
- Is this about you? - The kunoichi caught the kunoichi's drift, biting her lip anxiously.
- I'm sorry, but you'll hear the news with everyone else," I shook my head, "and that was just friendly advice that could make your life a lot easier.
- I'll... follow it," she sighed deeply, and with a brief hug, she left the room.
I returned to my desk and looked at the writing utensils I'd put aside, but the mood for work was gone. The conversation had left me with a strange feeling. Everything seemed to be clear from the beginning, but the parting somehow scratched my soul. For a couple of years, I had grown accustomed and attached to Canada, and it was very hard to let her go, no matter how I tried to make an indifferent face.
Beauty is my weak point, especially with women I know well, which Hyuga took advantage of by pushing Sensei into my bed. The only consolation was to imagine the face of the head of the Eyeballs when it turned out that the agent of influence had been taken away from me too soon and there was no way to fix it, and Kanade would owe me for the warning.
When Hishi-san retired with the clan's tacit approval, the old man had a big fight with the top brass and said he was too old to work at the hospital, so he wasn't going to provide services to anyone. And since he had no surviving relatives, there was no way to pressurize him, including physically - look for a fool to get involved!
The scandal occurred near Iryonin's apartment in the center of the village, so it quickly became public, serving as the main topic of gossip for two months. I may not be particularly interested in rumors and gossip, but even I got wind of it.
After a dozen minutes of sighing and feeling sorry for myself, I shook myself up, rubbed my face with my palms and resolutely pulled the unfinished sheet of paper to myself - money will not earn itself, and heartache is best drowned out by labor.
Confidently leading the brush and evenly feeding the flow of chakra through the tool, I finished drawing a complex pattern in a couple of minutes, and then, blew on the ink and a thread of chakra sent a short impulse to the resulting complex seal, which launched it. The ink poured with light and the pattern began to change rapidly, transforming and dividing.
A couple of moments later, a grid of lines ran across the sheet and the paper split into sixteen identical rectangles, similar to each other as two drops of water. From a single sheet of chakro paper, I got sixteen barrier fuyin. Folding the stack, I tucked it away on the edge of the table and reached for the next sheet.
The Uzumaki who came up with a comprehensive way to create seals was a true genius, making life easier for all the clan's seal masters, and me for one.
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