Chapter 9

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Kenshin pulled the stunned girl inside, and threw things in the "corridor", locking a kind of door behind him. Aya couldn't believe her eyes, it was as if she had fallen into a fairy tale, or at least into the house of an incredibly rich man.

"E-did you build this? But how?"

the girl asked, stunned.

"Every wizard has his own secrets… and you haven't seen all this beauty in good light yet!

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young man answered proudly, and pulled the girl into the "living room".

Kenshin pulled out the two candles he had prepared in advance, which he took from Aya's house, lit them, and extinguished the torch, handing one of the candles to the girl, not wanting to spoil the beautiful mosaic ceiling of the living room with soot.

The girl stunned took the candle handed to her, and stared at the splendor that opened before her, it was the first time she had seen such a beautiful dwelling, and could not hide her great surprise.

"Here, come here, hold it."

Kenshin said, handing her a second candle, and he took a small stepladder, and put it in the middle of the room, then stood on it, and began to remove the "ceiling light". Aya didn't understand what he was doing, but obediently did everything that was required of her.

Kenshin somehow unscrewed the white ceiling lamp, and carefully climbed down with it to the floor. Under the interested gaze of the girl, he unscrewed the upper part of the ceiling, and then took out a small nail, and began to scratch something on the inside. The young man scratched thoughtfully for a few minutes, then stopped, then scratched again, without bothering to explain.

And although he had already drawn these runes several times in his mind, and even drew them on the ground once this morning, before shaving, but the "ritual" took him a good five minutes, and several times he almost made a mistake.

Inspired Kenshin climbed back on the ladder, and began to screw the lampshade back, and then scratched something on the outside of the lampshade, and after a few seconds the lampshade blinked several times, and then lit up with a bright white light, scaring the poor girl.

Aya, seeing the lamp suddenly lit up, jumped back in fright, and almost dropped both candles, shrieking with fright.

"Aaah! God, Kenshin, what is this?"

The girl muttered in shock, squinting from the bright light.

"This is a primitive lighting formation. It does not yet involve switching off and on by any person, but tomorrow I will do it, and I will do everything as it should be!"

Kenshin replied in the most cool tone, as if it was worthless nonsense, but at the same time, no matter how hard he tried, he could not hide the sparkle in his eyes, and occasionally a straining smile. The young man was immensely proud of the result.

Getting used to the bright light, Aya began to look around, and again could not restrain a surprised sigh: – God, how beautiful … – the girl muttered, admiring the beauty of the wallpaper and the mosaic ceiling. She couldn't help herself, and lightly stroked the back of the big leather sofa, enjoying the sensations.

"Don't be so afraid, he doesn't bite. Here, sit down."

Kenshin said, and sat down on the sofa, seating the girl next to him.

"Ah! God, Kenshin, we are dirty, and we will spoil such beauty …"

Groaned Aya, and picked up the whole body, wanting as little as possible to come into contact with unprecedented luxury.

"Stop it, this is our home now, and you are not a guest here, but a hostess. You can at least tear up this sofa, and no one will tell you anything."

"W-what? To tear up such beauty? Never!"

The girl said with a gentle smile, relaxing a little, and finally leaned back on the sofa, and gently moaned, for the first time being on such a soft and upscale sofa.

Kenshin himself leaned back on the sofa, and relaxed his tired muscles a little. After resting for five minutes, he got up from the sofa, and said: – Rest a little, you can lie down, the sofa does not bite. I need to do one more thing.

Aya nodded, and continued to enthusiastically look at the beautiful wallpaper, a large dining table, a chest of drawers, two armchairs, and many smaller details, enjoying the luxury of her new home.

Meanwhile, Kenshin went to the bathroom, lit a candle, put it on the sink, and dragged the stepladder, taking up another lampshade. The second time, the young man drew the necessary formation much faster, and made lighting in the bathroom.

When he was done with the lighting, he glanced at a large tank bolted to the wall near the ceiling, in the manner of a "water heater". Initially, he wanted to install a classic water heater, but when he realized that the "system" would not allow any electronics, he changed his mind. He took a typical tank from Aya's backyard as the basis of his "magic-water heater", and the system immediately caught the images and offered him suitable design options, adapting to his desires.

Kenshin chose just such a tank, which can be disassembled into two parts, without much difficulty. The tools at the disposal of the young man were very ordinary. The system made it possible to create the simplest tools, such as kitchen knives, a wrench, a hammer, an axe, a saw, and several others. No weapons, and no tools for narrowly specialized tasks.

And if there was a ban on their removal outside the shelter on all items of the shelter, then this ban was partially lifted from the tools, and the tools could be taken outside for up to eight hours. After this time, the tool disappeared, and appeared in its former place only after 30 days.

The young man, after reading all sorts of explanations in the system, was very surprised that the "system", although it gave huge opportunities, but practically did not give any loopholes for obtaining an unfair advantage where it was not originally intended. Whether it's taking out and selling things from home, or using electricity to create technological things and mechanisms.

But Kenshin was also glad that he had. He was glad that at least he wouldn't have to worry about a warm bed and a hot shower. The young man also understood that if he did not become powerful enough, a shinobi of the "Kage" level would need only one wave of his hand to destroy his magnificent home, and soft pillows with terry bathrobes would not help him in any way in battle.