Chương 51: Chapter 43 - Ai Senju
"Wow, this is Konoha! I can't believe it," A young girl, tall, with long legs, golden blonde hair, and bangs that covered one eye, stood at the top of the tallest building in Konoha, one that was above the Hokage Faces.
[I sense multiple transferring signals of entities from this world to outside the cluster of Universes and back.]
"Oh? Don't tell me more people got thrown out of this Universe by my Dad," The girl raised her eyebrows while her green eye danced over Konoha. She ran her fingers through her hair, tying them in a ponytail, revealing her scarlet eye. She looked at the city, this time at the dimensions around her, "Huh, fascinating."
She saw a world without colour, a replica of this one, but trails were going up from multiple places, "The people who got whisked away. Um…where is my house?"
[Scanning…Scanning Complete. Your father's shop and the area around it have been turned into a shopping complex. Your house in the woods is still there but hasn't been used for years.]
[That is on the surface. Your father's underground lab is being used as Secret Research Centre.]
[Ever since you entered this world, your mother's name has been taken seven times, and your father once.]
[I have further found an object that the system can't classify. It might be the source of it.]
"Did you see my mom and dad?"
[They are not on this stretch of land. They are not in the New Afterlife of the Three Verses.]
[Warning! Emergency Esca—]
"Oh no, you don't," A raspy voice echoed in the girl's year, and before she knew it, she was standing in an empty hall with a single bed and little furniture. Though, the noticeable part was that the room was covered in paintings of her father, mother, and so many people that she didn't know about.
Her eyes stopped at the largest of all paintings, of the dad she remembered, his back, and in the same place him, the one she didn't know.
"That's?"
[The 26th Generation.]
"The 26th?" The raspy voice spoke again, making the young, tall blonde look over to a young man, mostly mentioned, with purple hair and white ends. He held the painting brush with his thin fingers, and a palette floated in the air. However, the thing that caught her attention the most was his eyes, sewn together.
"Um…I never thought anyone could hear the System talk. Anyway, that was of me to talk to her when I have company," The girl grinned, "I am Ai…Ai Senju."
"I know," Kaal tilted his head, sitting on his knees on the bed, "You are back…I see. He must have called you back before your time to train you. He needs support for enemies to come and the wild changes that would be beyond expectations."
"Dad's in danger," Ai sat down on the bed, wearing yellow kimono with wide sleeves and flower patterns and two swords on her back, "From who?"
"From me."
"Um…ok…you are impressive. Really scary," She jokingly said, "Who are you again?"
"I am…Kaal."
"Kaal?"
"Destroyer of All Things."
Ai raised her eyebrows, watching him, holding her audible laughter back until she couldn't hold it back. She burst out laughing, falling to the bed, trying to cover her mouth, but she couldn't help but laugh harder, "I can't believe you just said that!"
She rolled over, holding her stomach, breathing out before she laughed again, "You didn't get a better name."
Kaal tilted his head, "Is there something wrong with the name? Or funny?"
Ai raised her eyebrows, realising that he was asking a serious question, "No, it's good. But if your purpose was to sound scary, then it might not work."
She sat up, "I had this trip. Which was fun, painful, and…actually brought out a lot of feelings I didn't know, and for a while, I did feel inferior because I was born with the best genes and accessed the most knowledge possible."
She gently looked towards her curled fingers, gripping the bed sheet, "The people…that made me feel inferior, not on purpose, but by their goodness, heroics, and determination. These people… didn't have scary names. It's not the name that makes the person, but the person that makes the name."
She mischievously looked up, chuckling under her breath, "But a name like that could be a hurdle in that."
"I…never named anything."
"Ah, it makes sense. Um…Kaal…Kal—Cal or Kal. Let's go with Cal and a surname that goes in a flow," Ai muttered, "Tell me more about you."
"Mm…I am one of the Seven Fragments that were—"
"No, that does it. Cal Sept…Cal Sept," She repeated the same a few times, "No, it needs an end. Cal Septum? Oh, no. Cal Septus? Sepchus. Septus or Sepchus? Chus, chus, chus, chus. No. Let's go, Septus. Cal Septus. How does that sound? Or you could go with Cal Septimus?"
She grinned, "Cal the Seventh Son. That sounds good."
"No! I'll go with Cal Septus," Cal looked at her with his sewn eyes, "You gave me something I wanted. And I want to say that I will give you the chance to leave this place alive, but then…I never planned to kill you."
He struggled, raising his palm, placing his finger on her forehead, "Let me grant you…the information of what happened since you left."
Ai closed her eyes, and she felt the information wash over her, and it slipped past, with her barely realising what had happened in those pictures, but when she opened her eyes, she knew the gist of it, "Huh. So…you are my Uncle?"
Cal tilted his head, nodding, "Yes."
"That's good," Ai got off the bed, "I do want to know you and talk to you, but…after knowing so much has happened. I just want to see my parents first. But. I will come to talk to you wherever you like. How does that sound?"
"Ok?" Cal took in the girl standing before him, watching the warming grin on her lips, the purest look in her eyes, and yet, the fighting spirit that surrounded her, "I only draw what's beautiful."
He sent her away, and then the walls of the rooms spread, and so did the paints and paintings, creating a space in front of the bed, and took the yellow paint, creating the outline for the sleeves of a kimono, becoming focused on that and only that, "I am…Cal…Septus."
Konoha,
"Are you sure you felt it?"
"You think I will be wrong about my daughter's presence," Jay rolled his eyes at Tsunade, standing atop the tallest building in Konoha, "I created System before the embers of my powers became extinct. I put a back door in it, so I could make sure to keep an eye on her, see if she's safe, and even put an ember of my power in case she ever needed."
"Don't you dare roll your eyes at me after you kept an eye on her and never told me anything!" Tsunade pulled his cheek, twisting it.
"Sorry, sorry," Jay pulled away from her claw, rubbing his cheek, "Um…now then. The system should have appeared here, but then it was taken away. I don't even have to think about who was behind it."
"Is she ok?" Tsunade worriedly gripped the sleeves of his robes, "She's ok, right."
"That's what that idiot system and idiot girl gets for defying me and taking control of the system. It must be the weakest system in all existence."
"Oh, wow. It's heart-warming to see how worried you are about me, Dad."
Tsunade jerked her head back, and the first thing she felt was disoriented. The girl she remembered, the one who left, was barely her height, still growing, and now, in front of her was a grown woman, tall, wearing long-sleeved kimono, which tightened around her breasts, revealing her cleavage, and a bright, confident grin on her lips as she watched the two.
"You have grown so much," Tsunade tightly hugged the girl, careful of the sword on her back, which she took out and let go. The sword cut the ground like butter, etching itself into it, and she hugged her mother back, "I missed you so much, Mom. Dad used to come and see me whenever I called him, but he kept you away!"
"Really, that's how you will repay me after I call you back? By getting me into trouble?"
Ai grinned, and she looked at him, from top to bottom, "Ouch."
"What?"
"I…fought an enemy…who dressed like a samurai. Much like you are now," Ai raised her eyebrows, "But he had long hair too, and so…well, you are a tragic reminder of one of the hardest fights I ever had. It was…also the moment of self-realisation."
"Hm, maybe the 26th Generation was a bad choice. Maybe I should have gone with 25th Generation," Jay rubbed his chin, "But then again. I don't have to worry about that. Now that you are back, and mainly the System is. I have memorised the Data from the last few generations. And while the system can't grant me their power, it should allow me access to their fighting style."
"Oh, no. Dad. You don't have to do that," Ai hurriedly shook her head.
"It's not about your trauma," Jay patted her head, "I love the path of the sword you are walking on. It's impressive enough that it shouldn't be influenced by anything. The problem is…mine is impressive enough that it could influence the budding path."
"Modest much?"
Jay kissed her head, hugging Tsunade with her, "Yes. Well. I want to see the end of your path and keep the long hair. I like when your mother combs them."
"I only did because I used to comb Ai's."
"Actually, Dad used to do that."
"Fine, because I didn't get to comb Ai's hair," Tsunade shot a look at the girl, making her stick her tongue out, "I'll comb hers now."
"And I'll comb Dad, and he can comb yours," Ai laughed, just imagining, "Ah, I want to try that once. Even if it's silly."
Tsunade bit her lip, showering her face with kisses, "Fine. We can try anything you want."
"Mom," Ai gently hugged her, "I am back, and I am going nowhere, ok? If Dad sends me away. You have my permission to kill him."
"Don't worry, sweety. I will kill your father long before that."
"I mean, I am right here."
Tsunade and Ai exchanged a look, sharing a laugh, and Jay joined in with a smile on his own, watching his family. Surprisingly, it did more for his emotionless state than all the sex ever did.
He leaned forward, holding Tsunade's head, catching her by surprise when he planted a kiss on her lips. He gently moved toward his daughter, kissing her forehead, silently pulling them in a hug.
"I am home, guys…I am home," Ai muttered, enjoying a warm hug from her parents, "Now let's start with Dad's makeover. I want to see the options."
"If that's what you want, sweetheart."
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