Chapter 13: Catching Up

Putting aside the Sora system, he still decided to study the scrolls brought to him. He began his immersion with world history, which interested him more than Konoha herself. He still knew much more about the same information about the village of Liszt.

Of course, it wasn't as easy as it might seem. In addition to getting the information itself, it had to be reworked and crammed into the framework of the story that Sora already knew.

With some villages it was much easier, since the same village of sand shone in the anime much more often than any other, so there were more mentions about it than about others.

Some additional information about other kages was already a huge plus for a guy who had only recently appeared in this world. The politics taking place under the strict guidance of these village heads was in some way ridiculous for a person from the modern age, although even in his past world people sometimes did such stupid things, because of which the inhabitants suffered for a long time.

In addition, he carefully studied the superficial information about the countries themselves and what products flourished there. One of the most valuable materials turned out to be wood. They tried to replace it, the sand even succeeded in some sense, but still the sand has the property of crumbling. Only the hidden mist village more or less had an advantage with this resource unlike the others. The sphere of necessary goods also included the most common products in Konoha.

Reading this terrifying literature, Sora was amazed how others survived this horror at all. Although only one way came to mind here – theft. It all started with her, but then she turned into some skirmishes between patrolmen. But there were so many of them that wars unfolded by themselves only at the whim of some individuals.

No one even thought of building a trade between villages to provide their citizens with the necessary goods in exchange for an exclusive sold only to their villages. There were people engaged in international trade, but these scoundrels monopolized the supplied products, which caused prices to skyrocket. And strangely enough, society accepted it, and the ninjas were just waiting for orders. But do hidden villages really care about ordinary people?

Having outlined a further plan for his development, the guy got up from behind a mountain of worn scrolls and stripped books. With a surprised look, he ran around all the literature on the table, then went to the old one sitting behind the counter.

- Aunt, I'm done. Where to put everything? - even before coming out from behind the bookshelves, the boy's childish voice rang out.

- Are you done already? Did you understand anything, or did I pile so much on you there? - between the words, she thought about something of her own, but she kept returning to the conversation. - I didn't even notice how I brought you too many books.

- I didn't notice it right away either, I got too carried away with history. But thanks for the help. Although not everything could be read... - I had to lie to Sora, since the table was packed from bottom to top, and it was not possible for a child of his age to read all this knowledge.

- It was my pleasure to help you, yet seeing you here, my hopes for the future of the village were left alone. And then everyone just needs to wave these pieces of iron, and they don't want to study. Yes, and the old guys are the same, just give them a war.

She didn't even notice how she opened up, the boy had to stand and listen to her. He was not going to worry, because such a knowledgeable woman can say something that is unknown to most.

The monologue was long, but emotional, diluted with expression on the part of the librarian. The only problem was that the longer she talked, the more Sora became convinced of the pointlessness of wasting his time.

- ...we need to do something about it. Oh!" she exclaimed. - It's time for you to go, and I'm keeping you here.

The boy tried to agree, but stopped himself in time. If his words offend this woman now, then the entrance to this place may be closed. Moreover, after all these wastes of nerves and time, he did not want to cut ties with this place. And the manager here is good, which could be radically different from other places.

- I have to agree with you, I really need to hurry, my friend is waiting for me. But the time spent with you was also instructive and interesting. Your thoughts have diluted my picture of the world.

- Look at him, he's so polite. I thought you would answer in some simple manner that you were tired of my complaints. Next time you come, I'll show you something. Now run to your friend... - the woman gave a warm smile to the boy, who was already twirling on the spot.

She had been looking at the boy for a long time, but did not show it, continuing her stories. And I decided to reward my stubbornness.

After hearing the long-awaited words, he quickly said goodbye, leaving a note in his memory to look here again. Running out of the library, he almost tripped over a wooden ledge, but he stood on his feet and continued his run. The woman accompanied the interesting boy with a grin. And only the last steps on the wooden floorboards and the slam of the door became the trigger that caused her to disappear from her place.

Running out into the street, Sora first looked around, hoping that his new friend was somewhere nearby. Instead, a small pebble flew into his forehead, knocking him out of his plans.

Sora automatically stretched out his hand to the bruised place, turning in the direction from which the stone had come. On the other side of the street, a gloomy Kakashi was standing near the fence, tossing a bigger stone in his hand.

The prospects of the near future immediately loomed in the mind of the little merchant. Instead of going straight to the one who was waiting for him, he turned ninety degrees and headed somewhere far away with all his legs, while realizing that he is now an ordinary person running away from a failed Shinobi.

But the prospect of getting hit once more with a stone in the forehead added motivation and strength to get away from the chase, which immediately began as soon as he separated from his former place at a distance of more than ten meters.

These catch-ups were both long and short. Sora gave his all in order to escape, while Hatake calmly pursued the culprit of his bad mood. For the first, the escape time seemed so long, as if he had run a marathon, while for the second, running for ten minutes was just a pathetic warm-up.

Sora got the second stone not in the forehead, but in the leg, which caused him to fall to the ground. Rolling on the ground, he wanted to get up, but his leg hurt treacherously, causing difficulties in moving.

"Were you seriously trying to run away from me?" - Kakashi approached the lying boy. It was unclear to him why he was trying to escape if his actions would not succeed anyway. They only spent time on these catch-ups, which was even more to his detriment, since he had already spent time waiting for a new acquaintance.

"I tried," Sora replied, taking a sitting position. Sitting on the ground was better than lying down.

- But you knew it wouldn't lead to anything.

- no.

- why? I'm much stronger than you... - Kakashi has seen more than once how others are trying hard to surpass him, but their attempts are in vain. And he had seen situations like this many times, but he could not understand why these people were trying so hard. What do they want to achieve with this?

- Although you are stronger, neither you nor I can see what will happen in the future. After all, I could run away and stumble upon people who would help me, or on the contrary, run into Shinobi dangerous to my life. I was just changing my fate. Sora replied, getting up with the help of Kakashi from the ground, shaking off his soiled shorts and T-shirt. The sand quickly flew off the clothes to the ground, which is why the clothes were now in a more or less presentable form.

- But you only made it worse, the stone hit you anyway, so you also fell to the ground and got dirty.

- It's much better than getting the same stone in the forehead. I just chose the best outcome for myself. Therefore, I will always try to go my own way.

Kakashi didn't answer, they walked together towards Hatake's house. Sora tried to keep a little behind the self-contained guy to guide them. The village is rather big and Sora has not yet managed to study it completely.

- Kakashi, when will you show me the village? - studying the place where he will be in the next few years for sure was one of the first necessities.

- I thought about it and decided that my father should explain everything to me first. And I see that you yourself are doing quite well. I even managed to buy clothes for myself... - Hatake couldn't help but notice the changed style of a new acquaintance who came to this village only recently.