Bab 47: Сhapter 47
"Well, if you want to keep sitting here alone, I'll leave you alone with him. - I drawled calmly, still looking at the rabid monster that was now emitting a particularly powerful thirst for blood outside… Not a very good ending to the conversation, but I didn't want to continue it myself. Apparently, I was really not in a condition to choose the right words and expressions right now. So, further conversation can only go to my detriment… Or maybe not go. Perhaps right now I would have to convince the fox that he was wrong about me.
But I did not take the risk, calmly turning around and walking away from the cage of my bijou ... A little later, I will definitely visit my new friend, especially since without his help it will be quite difficult for me to survive the upcoming events… But all this will be later. I'm really not in a position to have a conversation with a crazy demon right now. I already went to all this just because I understood that the sooner I establish at least some contact with the fox, the sooner I can enlist his support.
At the same time, I myself felt like a pretty drunk student before an important exam… It seems that the state is not quite the thing to do something like that. And it seems that you can't even not show up for the "exam"... Well, at least, I started preparing for this meeting a long time ago. Because of this, even in my current state, I was able to say quite a lot of what I wanted to say initially. And in general, I followed the chosen tactics of behavior with a demon very well.…
Although, it's too early to talk about it yet. I need to rest, gather my thoughts and deal with my own emotions ... fortunately, I got the opportunity to rest quite quickly. Having left the print space easily enough, I, nevertheless, could not wake up in the real world. Although no, I was just able to wake up, but this state did not last long. My body was not in the best condition, and I myself was mentally very, very tired, which is why I plunged into a normal such dream…
Not a very restful sleep… Somehow it so happened that almost every two hours I broke out of unconsciousness, while ridiculously clearly feeling the passage of time even in a dream. And this despite the fact that I dreamed of some kind of outright game, alternating with nightmares and just a cacophony of images and sounds on the verge of consciousness. Extremely lousy condition, to be honest. And let at some point Sensei's shoulders and high humidity were replaced by quite an ordinary bed and pleasant herbal smells…
But along with them, I began to be haunted by fever and the wildest weakness, which simply did not allow me to escape from the cycle of nightmares and wild confusion in my head… And I do not even know how much time I spent in this state, rushing between sleep and reality, suffering at the same time from extreme heat and some kind of grave weakness. I doubt that I spent more than two days in this state, but the memories of such a hell will definitely stay with me for a long time.
Fortunately, at some point this whole nightmare came to naught, and I myself was finally able to fall asleep in a deep and calm sleep... Waking up from which I still felt quite weak and a pulling pain in my side, but it was already quite bearable. I was even able to get up, from a bed soaked through and stinking from my sweat... Slightly grimacing from a slight flash of pain from a fresh wound, but still managing to walk calmly enough through a room unfamiliar to me…
- Naruto! - The excited and surprised voice of a familiar dog lady sounded, who came into my rooms with a tray on which lay several towels smelling of herbs and a box of food pills ... - What the fuck did you get up at all!? You're hurt! - The girl almost instantly changed her attitude, moving in my direction ... laying me on the bed. I didn't even resist much, having already managed to assess the wound on my side that had not yet fully healed and just get a little acquainted with the situation.
- What happened then? - Not paying attention to the swarming of the girl who was applying fabrics soaked in some herbal tinctures to my wound, I asked ... shushing a little to myself when the fabric was applied to the wound. It hurts damn, but I didn't think to be indignant. I saw that the wound became inflamed and began to fester, greatly complicating the treatment process. Well, there are no Irenins in our team – we have to rely on more traditional medicine.
"We... have accomplished our mission. - A little hesitated, the girl answered, painfully twitching her hand, on which I almost immediately found fresh bandages. Apparently, I wasn't the only one who got hurt during that attack. - But you and Izumi received quite severe wounds, and therefore we decided to stay in the nearest village, staying with the local headman. - The girl immediately added, apparently fearing questions from my side… Well, I don't care. Anyway, it's better for me to ask my questions directly to the teacher.
- I see ... - I exhaled, once again slightly crouching from not the most pleasant sensations. "Bring me something to eat." And I think I'm going to get some more sleep. I asked the girl quietly, still deciding not to rush things. The conversation with Sensei... promised to be quite difficult. I'm afraid, in my current state, I might snap at him, which I wouldn't want at all. As much as it disgusted me, I couldn't do anything with this bastard right now. And to spoil relations with him ... is unprofitable. I doubt that after this incident, he will cease to be the mentor of our team…
- Good… But try not to move once again. Natsubashi-sensei and I have already made sure of your regeneration… But your liver is hurt and you lost quite a lot of blood before we could properly treat your wound. - The girl asked me crumpled up, to which I only nodded slightly, closing my eyes… I had a lot to think about. I was especially interested in the question: How to behave with Sensei?...
On the one hand, I was literally bursting with pent-up rage and anger at my mentor. It was only worth remembering his lean face and that barely perceptible voice at the moment when I myself was already lying with a nailed liver ... Urrroy bitch! Anger is boiling in my chest, preventing me from breathing normally, which is why, to be honest, I don't want to meet sensei right now. I can simply not resist the attack, completely ignoring my condition and the wound I received. There are more than enough chakras in me now, which means I have enough strength to attack…
What I really would not like ... pure calculation and the voice of reason, to which I have been used to listening for too long, told me that acting on emotions is not the best option. It will complicate my future life too much, and I can't really achieve anything right now. Which, perhaps, is the main deterrent at the moment. Having the opportunity right now to deal with Sensei, who so godlessly betrayed my trust… It is unlikely that anything could have kept me from such an act.
Well, as it is, the only thing that remains for me is that I am powerless to clench my fists and painfully hiss from the throbbing pain in my side ... a rotten feeling. And the memories of what exactly I did, being in a not very adequate state, add to the headache. Although, to tell the truth, I'm not even really worried about the bandits I killed… It's just that the fact of the murder puts some pressure on the brain. The feeling of warm blood and its no less tart smell in the nose still excite my gag reflex.
And why couldn't they just bombard the bandits' camp with explosive seals? The effect would be exactly the same, but I wouldn't be shaking so much now just from the memories of what happened... Ahem, yes, I really need to rest and collect my thoughts. Fortunately, no one disturbed my peace that day. I pretended to be asleep too quickly, which is why the teacher never deigned to look at me, which frankly pleased me…
However, after a few hours alone with myself, I already kind of calmed down. Well, at least I'm definitely not going to throw myself at the teacher at the first good opportunity. And in general, the emotions subsided a little, replaced by fatigue and slight irritation at the whole situation. Fortunately, at least the meeting with the fox ended more or less normally… It remains only to figure out exactly how to re-enter the press. And then I began to feel it more than clearly, but how to get into it is another question.
Although, at the moment he worries me far from the first place. First, I would like to sort out my own life, and then it will be possible to think about the fox…
Status Power Mingguan
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Power 
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