Woo! New chapter already? Truly, we are a spoiled bunch
"Good morning, Hazō," Kabuto said, as Hazō stepped into the cafe's private room and took a seat across from Kabuto.
Oooooh starting strong with That Man. Let us go then!
"Ah, nothing of the sort," Kabuto said with a friendly smile. "I have had a rare opportunity to relax recently, and enjoying morning tea in a fine establishment such as this one is a pleasure that I'd been depriving myself of."
And he's so darn smooth.
His focus is all-consuming, and I had little time to do anything but eat, vivisect, and sleep.
And here's the coil of the snake. I mean, it's no secret of course, but that he can so effortlessly merge the pleasing social visit and the horrific is nothing short of blood-chilling. I love it.
A thousand ryō says he's lying. Orochimaru wouldn't have much use for a merely mortal apprentice/second/lieutenant/lab help/gofer/whatever it is he does. Surely he must be destructible only through a codeword uttered by the Snake Sage himself (or one other trusted person living in wealth somewhere far, with a seal that starts heating if Orochimaru doesn't speak a secondary codeword every week).
don't think I've forgotten our past talks!
How many times must we say sorry for-
If they still hold your interest, I would still encourage you to explore those research agendas you'd proposed.
Oh. That. Well Orochimaru's presence does complicate things a bit. He's a bit of a stickler for, ah, invasive surgery.
She agreed to let him lead some surgeries that she'll supervise.
THAT'S OUR BOY YEAAAHHH
If there is one thing we know about Lady Tsunade, it is that she does not hesitate to make her displeasures and rejections known.
You could say that. Walls could say that. Because people's heads ran through them.
Still, charming as it is to speak with you, Kabuto, I am afraid I do have other business. What did you call me here for?
I guess there is no fully polite way to say you don't have much time for others. A shame, that. I'd be mortified - we're lucky Kabuto saved our face by being so darn sweet as a reply. He knows what it's like to have work, but he could have social'd laps around us and didn't, so, thanks for the rapport building.
"Orochimaru-sensei wishes to give this to you."
Oh goody!
The title, in Orochimaru's tight, crisp handwriting, leapt out at Hazō.
Exploratory Analysis of the Theory of Three-Dimensional Sealing
Orochimaru may not realise this, but he's going to have a shitty time when Hazō cracks it, even if he does, first. SSA is so bollocks and poor Calligraphy won't matter, probably. Muahahahaha!
'Even without adequate tools to probe the Great Seal, the theoretical foundations of sealcraft may still be extended to arbitrary three-dimensional manifolds, rather than two-dimensional structures on the surface of three-dimensional manifolds. While I attempted to extrapolate from conventional sealing theory with minimal assumptions, this entire report and hypotheses therein will likely be invalidated by experiment; nonetheless, developing new models and theoretical tools will likely be useful. Review the report by next week.'
More quality time with Snuncle!
He has prepared a room in the Basement for it
OROCHIMARU: Hey, wanna come talk about seals in my
murderhole where no one can hear you scream?
HAZŌ: Sure! Wait, what was that last part?
OROCHIMARU: my hidey-hole where all fun appears, it seems
"And Noburi is occupied with Tsunade for the next two weeks, and I don't think any of us wants to be the one that pulls him away from her."
Two weeks to warn everyone!
"Hmm," Kabuto said, tapping his finger to his lower lip.
Hm. He can social laps around us, but I'm wondering now. His finger tapping... am I seeing epileptic trees, or is he trying to get a message across? He's been sweet, but he always is. Cloying, even. But he started off with some... unsavoury references, juxtaposing vivisection and pleasures of the flesh. Now niceties and Orochimaru's demands, presented very explicitly as a matter of little choice for him. Is he concerned as well? May be.
The 'Great Seal' has lit a fire within him that I've never seen before. Do you remember how I mentioned that I had time to relax recently? Ordinarily, this would never be the case. No sooner than one course of research would end would the next one begin. However, Orochimaru-sensei's new primary focus is the Great Seal, and most of his hours pass on the Seventh Path, inspecting it.
Hmmm. Is this... a warning? Threat or concern? We can't let Orochimaru have 3D seals too soon before us and have access to
that so easily. That's a lot of power we can't let him have alone for too long. And he's still better than us, maybe not when it comes to infusion with SSA and prep, but in raw analytical power, unprepared.
I shall keep you apprised of the situation. I look forward to seeing you in the Basement.
Friend or foe? Friend or foe? Oh how I love him.
If I could give you XP, I would. Alas, it doesn't work like that. Still, I tip my hat in respect. The hat which I am definitely wearing. I was wearing it all along. It's a classy hat, and an elegant tip even.
Mari raised an eyebrow at Hazō. "Hazō, have you ever done a C-rank?"
There was this merchant wanting to escape the little town in Iron, wasn't there? Then we met ninja, I think it was Noburi who bluffed the Naraka out of them, and then we met... Twist, iirc? Who was Mari. This event, and as such, the entire mission, may have been grued. Also it may have been a B-rank because of the meeting with enemy ninja hired against us.
"Right…" Mari said, voice suddenly sounding far away. "You never did a proper C-rank as a genin. You were always on disciplinary probation for some reason or another, so you only did D-ranks. Then the Noodle Mission was a B-rank, then everything in the woods…"
It's fun to think that she knew that before the entire Quest began, but even if we didn't tell her and she didn't know... she'd pretty much have figured it out in under a week anyway.
Noburi said as Mari walked around the room, locking its doors.
Oh. High OPSEC time?
Mari finished locking the entrances, then knelt down across from Noburi and Hazō.
Oh. Swampology time, it seems. Erm, apology for the swamp, that is. Not some swamp science.
I love you both so much more than I've ever been able to put into words, and my tongue alone makes Kage quake.
Idle note to self: turn this extremely badass and beautiful sentiment into a flirt for our girlfriends, by writing. "I love you both so much more than I can ever convey on paper, and a flick of my brush can reshape the entire world" or something like that. That's nerdy, perhaps. But that's sweet nonetheless, and it's not like these two don't like teasing Hazō.
It's a terrible day for rain...
First step of any good mission: figure out what the mission really is.
Ah yes, like that time in Noodle when we- oh.
Asuma gazed out of his office window, looking at the gloomy, overcast skies over northern Leaf and the vast forests beyond it. He gazed for a few seconds longer before turning to face Hazō.
I was admiring this paragraph when the thought hit me that Asuma is being very main-character here. He's sometimes besides himself with anger or grief, he's sometimes so goal-focused he's basically making himself a purpose made flesh, but here he's being a person, and a narratively significant one not as a character role but as a character type, a person who dares take time to think, to feel, to map his inside world to the outside world, with a sense of duty and responsibility.
I might be a tad extra for just a paragraph, but I
really really like this paragraph.
The Dragons are abominations and need to be killed. Speaking of which, excellent work on already killing one of them, Hazō. I'll retroactively assign you an S-rank mission for it, and I'm assigning you another S-rank mission to kill the remaining five.
That sounds like a joke, but that's incredible money and status, come with completing two S-ranks, innit?
Remember to tell me before you start coming up with new superweapons.
This time, we should, yeah.
He reached for his silvered rolling case, then opened it and frowned. Hazō caught Asuma sighing infinitesimally before drawing a pipe from within.
Disappointed by the wonderfully-crafted pipe, because it's just not as beautiful? Or fighting the urge to have a smoke?
Ensure that you do not gaze upon it, ever. With the full strength of my soul's defenses brought to bear even before seeing it, I think I've evaded any lingering psychic effects the way Enma suffered. Orochimaru was similarly warned, so I suspect he too will have avoided it, though he forebore himself from commentary after our… viewing.
Good for Asuma. Orochimaru... huh. That sounds scary.
Without your inner Will of Fire flaring brightly to the defense of your soul, it would enslave you in an instant.
It's... something, that jōnin aura, or at least some sort of mental reinforcement available to humans, can protect us from that Dragon. Somewhat. Also, for Asuma, it seems to be a directly religious thing? Which might be a help, actually. To Orochimaru, it's just a non-curiosity, a physical effect of some sort. To Asuma, it's a devout belief. Maybe it's what truly protects him: faith.
the Seventh Path clans can ordinarily survive the death of their boss.
Interesting tidbit of information. So what happened to the Ant Clan?
Hazō thinks that Orochimaru might be genius enough to manage it if he had a source of chakra-conductive stone…
Should have voted to explode the crystal heart of the cave back when we could, just so Orochimaru doesn't get it. Or gets it, depending on how the Hivemind feels.