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Chapter 4: A world apart
Naruto was perhaps not very cultured, but his words were really surprised and Yukari Ran, especially when he was told that his home village, people used daily energy circulating in him and they called chakra in order to achieve excellent results.
The matriarch knew perfectly well that the son of his shikigami not lying. Besides the fact that he had no reason to fantasize and that his face was not impassive as the manipulators knew how to do, he told his story with enthusiasm and haste to master this chakra, which was absolutely not concealed. For a long time Yukari had not been in the outside world and most importantly, it had never paid attention to these remote lands by another type of barrier.
The shinobi world was intrigued Yukari, who had crossed the land, seizing the knowledge contained in some libraries. She had acted in a way that would honor Marisa. Except Kirisame Marisa, ordinary magician, would be justified in saying that, given its short life, she borrowed until his death. Yukari is not embarrassed by scruples, recovering what interested to fill the archives of the clan. The knowledge was intimately connected to power and the matriarch would do everything to ensure the power of the family.
She hated to admit it, but she hated the dark. The concept of foreign chakra seemed almost heretical, since it considered that the magic was to tap into the natural influence and certainly not cut off. However, the chakra can be used multiple techniques and disdained a potential weapon, because it contradicted his knowledge and belief, was a stupid pledge.
Yukari was not stupid. She was extremely sensitive to the magic and since the chakra was derived, it was not long before him to analyze its nature. Practitioners of ninjutsu techniques used according to affinities, which meant that their bodies were reactive to certain types of magic, just as did the youkai, unlike normal humans. This meant that the shinobi shared a common origin with the creatures of Gensokyo and they remained a legacy of the union of this magic in nature.
Natural energy, called senjutsu by native, was considered a rarity in the shinobi world. Its practitioners were considered legends and youkai with long golden hair grimaced before such a bastardization. Even the larvae Wriggle Nightbug, a pathetic yōkai insectoid, was easier than they mobilize natural energy.
At least, saw the degeneration of this world, his heir would override most elementary countries combatants. Naruto could, with a lot of training, become a major figure in this system.
Yet what intrigued Yukari, was the fact that this world, its people and its culture are similar to Gensokyo. The most likely assumption that his sharp mind was made was that Gensokyo and shinobi lands shared a common origin, that of the country of Nippon. Then, these two countries were separated by a barrier, although it seems that shinobi will be separated from the outside world there are more than nine thousand years, taking with them the fifth largest island of the Japanese archipelago. Besides that, the sealant barrier Gensokyo only dated the seventeenth year of the Meiji era, 1884 Western.
However, despite the age of the barrier sealant elementary countries, people were convinced that they lived on the only land in the world, as those who approached the limit were found on the sea that faced away from their continent .
Yukari grimaced noting the disastrous state archives ninjas. No one had been able to learn about the ancient history and it seemed that almost all mocked. Baffled by this stupid state of mind which denied any interest in the secrets of mysterious powers could hide, she decided to adopt a different strategy. She chose to take his young protégé in which almost knew everything. The boy could have interesting avenues that could be explored.
The blonde left the world of ninjas, unaware that in the shadows, someone had observed. Yukari was not exactly a model of discretion, showing off willingly and by regularly display a small portion of its power, warning that it was not a person that could threaten or which could force the hand.
On a thick branch of mossy tree, a strange carnivorous plant emerged from the woods and opened on an artificial being, whose face was divided into two parts. Both sides, black and white, had agreed on the enigmatic Yakumo Yukari.
- Tobi should be aware growled the black part, which trapped yellow eye in the dark flesh lacked eyelid. Someone other than himself is interested in the power of Rikudo Sennin.
Digging into the roots of the tree, Zetsu did not pursue the blonde who had entered an inn. So nobody had seen her disappear into a portal, transportation sticking technique Kamui qu'employait the masked man that served Zetsu.
Back in Gensokyo, Yukari arrived in the training yard. The noon hour had passed, but Naruto was always present, an aura agonizing that helped him to maintain flight.
Yukari watched in silence, while Ran lavished his advice, while taking advantage of this time to maintain its shape for a race in small strides.
Naruto felt the opening of the gates of the millennium youkai. Immediately, he put his feet on the ground, before formally bow and greet the disappearing regularly. It had been two weeks since he could not see the matriarch intermittently.
- You're making progress, she smiled sincerely. However, I have many questions to ask you. Do you change both, we go out this afternoon.
Both Yakumo left the training ground, with many questions to mind. However, Yukari had proved too elusive and nothing could induce him to talk. She wanted to keep visibly surprised and insist succeed only irritate. Put in a bad mood would inevitably guarantee an evening sinister, Naruto had never experienced, but Chen had discouraged to do so, assuring him that he did not discover the wrong side of Yukari .
Yukari used to will not like walking. His power allowed him to overcome the distance and it was greatly appreciated by his subordinates.
Despite the fact that he used these trips, Naruto was still shivering when introduced in this dimension. As always, he buried his uneasiness inside him and a moment later the Yakumo found themselves far from home. The place was more humid, due to the vast lake that stretched, covered with a fine mist that nappait the horizon.
On the shore of this vast body of water, occupied by a few water lilies, the surface was agitated by the convulsions of trout which leveled almost an immense building was proudly built.
The huge palace, known as the mansion scarlet demon was taller and bigger than the entire village of mayohiga. The house totally contrasted with its wild surroundings that reminded isolated lakes lined with weeds and bamboo growing freely.
The house offered an exuberant show Western, with its brick walls with windows forming arches framed by pilasters adorned the tops of sharp capitals. The sloping roofs, made of dark tiles pretend eat all light, were adorned by disturbing gargoyles that gave a sinister urge to vomit, while towers connected by wrought iron gateways let see the inner workings of the important clock whose needles turned tirelessly.
This palace with Gothic architecture seemed straight shot of any mountainous Duchy of Eastern Europe, more than the Japanese country. Full of exuberance, still surrounded by a high wall of bloody bricks lay at the center of a perfectly maintained park. The bushes had been cut with millimeter precision and not a blade of grass in excess of the flower beds flanking the perfectly symmetrical paths.
Whenever Ran was facing the manor, she could not help feeling tinted respect of fear before this building, mirror of the power of the occupant.
Conversely, Yukari knew the deployed obscene ostentation served to instill a sense of inferiority to those who watched the tall windows closed, surrounding the mansion of an unhealthy sheet.
Despite the fear that gripped Naruto, his confidence in Yukari pushed him to move towards the wrought iron gates whose bars ended in sharp points, connected by ornaments being reminiscent of bat wings.
At the entrance stood a redhead with long silky hair reaching the small of her back, covered with a long traditional Chinese dress of a beautiful lime green. The door, Hong Meiling, realized several movements of Xingyi Quan, mobilizing knowledge and reflexes. His movements, slow and dry, chained themselves gracefully, until her eyes with a cobalt blue saw three people approaching.
Chinese guardian stiffened right and imposing, until the guests come to his height and present their grievances. She let the other make the first move, she would take pleasure in seeing the great matriarch of Yakumo humbly request an audience with his mistress. For once, it would not be in it to bow and she would not have to have any explanation for refusal.
However, Meiling Yukari knew that was not a woman to tolerate opposition, not to mention the insults were paid on the spot. The youkai would probably be determined to force the passage, or even distort space to penetrate, if she got no satisfaction and Meiling prepared for a possible confrontation.
- Hello, bowed Ran. We want to see Mrs. Knowledge.
The door nodded, ordering the trio to follow.
The doors creaked open eerily, while China went up the aisle of a conqueror not proudly straightened his green beret, whose bronze star shining in the sun. Proud and strong, Meiling felt in his field, surrounded by tall trees and paths lined with poppies crushed by the sun. The park was huge and the rise of the aisle was an excuse to show off splendid statues and vast basins occupied by many koi whose scarlet back appeared from time to time, skimming the surface of shimmering water that reflected the willow branches hanging, spanning the banks and dropping their leaves in the fountains.
The Yakumo faced the imposing gates located on a raised porch, which was reached by several curved steps. When the two steel doors opened, the guests entered the main hall of the mansion. The brightness turned down immediately and the eyes of the guests had to get used a few moments to accurately distinguish the scene. The floor was covered with obsidian, walls painted in a shade blood were high and ornate carved stone ceilings finishing create a gloomy atmosphere.
The visitors were surprised when the doors closed with an ominous click. The hallways were very dark. The windows were hidden by heavy scarlet curtains, while only small candles lit hallways painted in grim tones.
- What is happening here ? asked a calm voice, but with a certain coldness emanated.
- Hello, Sakuya-san, calmly greeted the door. Our guests want to see Miss Patchouli. I leave them in your care, and I will return to my post.
With that, Meiling hastened to leave these cold, dark interiors. She sighed in relief at the time when the rays of the daytime sun struck his face, warming her body. She does not regret being subject to the servant leader who spent most of his time in that dark and oppressive house.
Inside, Naruto watched the newcomer, this Sakuya who would guide them. This woman was so pale and impassive, she seemed carved from a block of alabaster. She was wearing a maid uniform, with her blue dress and tied his immaculate coif in its steel hair. Cold servant led them calmly walking the hallways, proudly perched on his shoes whose heels concealed removable blades.
A succession of corridors later, Naruto wondered if inside the mansion was not greater than the outside. His impression was confirmed when they roamed the staircase opened on the Great Library.
The place was well named. racking kilometers stretched out of sight. Huge chandeliers illuminated the temple of knowledge, while bridges were circulating on several floors to reach the highest books, perched almost forty meters high.
If he had not learned that gawk was unseemly and put him in a position of weakness, Naruto would have. Inwardly, he was impressed with the millions of books that contained thousands of years of wisdom.
- Patchouli-sama, calmly called Sakuya, you have guests.
A winged shape came to them. It was a succubus soot dress and hair of a red recalling dried blood. She watched the procession following the domestic, while its two pairs of wings beating steadily, stirring the dry air and poor ventilation that reeked of old paper.
- Hello Sakuya-san, bowed creature wearing a book at arm's length. Patchouli-sama is the seventh study table. I let you go, I have to agree with the philosophy section, we received new volumes.
Sakuya guided visitors to the table mentioned by the assistant. A stack of books was compiled, while someone was busy behind, covering entire rolls of a fine and neat handwriting.
Regularly, the person would stop to cough or snort, before going back tirelessly in his books.
Patchouli Knowledge was nicknamed the great immobile library. This nickname was due to his immense knowledge, but also by the fact that he sometimes go for months without leaving this room. Recluse in the midst of his books, the librarian hair a purple zizolin coughed before noticing no Sakuya who disturbed the silence of the sanctuary.
- What happens, Sakuya-san? she asked in a weak voice.
The maid informed of the presence of Yakumo. The matriarch had questions for him and at that moment, watery eyes of the librarian found their Persian blue tint, meaning his obvious pleasure to provide answers and to share his knowledge.
Patchouli was silent, listening patiently Yukari about the adoption of the new family member. She also approached the strange energy that the boy mastered. The librarian gave Yukari rant, without interrupting. People often could tell they wanted more information and was good to take and record. A shred of knowledge could be useful in scarlet demon who ruled the manor, not to mention the fact that Patchouli always wanted to know more.
- I know the energy you speak, confessed Patchouli remaining seated, knowing full well that his deficiencies and his disease had the upper hand these days. The chakra is common in basic lands, but this knowledge is rare in Gensokyo and almost zero outside the barrier. However, there is still someone has handwritten on it and control all kinds of chakra.
Patchouli knew that most of the inhabitants of Gensokyo using natural energy, in connection with the magical energy that naturally circulating in them. However, the chakra was a magic of a different type, the obscure origin, which seemed artificial in the sense that it was not based on nature but came entirely from the body.
- I master the chakra, she confessed. My handling of the five natures and their combinations is legendary.
- I thought you was using magic, confessed the youkai with long hair topaz. What is the difference ?
- The magic that we use is a combination of power in every being, chakra with natural energy that flows all around us and abounds in Gensokyo, she explained, looking Yukari. However, if most of the beings can extract this natural energy from the ambient air or even land, my illness makes me incapable. My magic is entirely from my body and depends on my health. However, will not believe that I am weak, she said with slight irritation in his voice tired asthmatic.
Patchouli rose to corroborate his statements. However, his health was not very rosy. His long concealed night fishing shirt can be its slightly rounded shapes, characteristic of a lack of exercise, but mostly she let see some traces of sweat indicating that the magician was exhausted.
- I would never dare utter such a statement contra Yukari diplomatically. I know and I feel your power.
- Tell me, little, asked the witch looking at the blond and hesitantly. Naruto, right? she asked politely before confirmation. Do you know what is the origin of this chakra? It is widespread in Gensokyo and in your land, but is absent in the rest of the world. If you have any information, any track, I would love to hear from you. My library is shockingly empty, she said with a sigh before the knowledge they lacked.
Naruto had just hang on the last sentence. This woman was so attracted by the knowledge that she had made the center of his life. She laughed completely from the outside world, had no interest in anything other than his books, knowing the reality through the prism of his readings. His coldness was such that it gave the impression that nothing else mattered, not even other living beings. Or rather, thought he saw the woman sallow cough, she could not stay out long, thank you to all the microbes. So she wanted to discover the world with access to the most accurate information possible. She wanted to understand it in its entirety, which explained that in this quest for knowledge, Patchouli wanted to have dozens or even hundreds of different viewpoints. She would never be content with a single book on the chakra.
- I know nothing, he confessed sheepishly to disappoint the expectations placed on him. Its origin is unknown to us, as we have in us and that's all. Many people do not use and do not train, but it is natural for ninjas.
The witch sighed. The chakra was a closely kept secret among a handful of followers, but the incomplete records and extinct lineages did not help to reconstruct the history. Even the great Yukari knew his family tree beyond five millennia. What a pity, she thought. She would know the truth, because even though she knew from experience that some aspects of reality could be disturbing, she preferred to tremble and regret than reveling in a saving ignorance.
She had the strange feeling that everything was connected. The chakra, the barrier, youkai, something used as a common denominator and she had understood what