Chapter 57

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Evening of the 186th day.

Kenshin had just finished collecting blue sage, and was sitting at a small wooden table that he had made not so long ago with the help of his sons. Opposite him sat two beauties, Aya and Natsumi. The girls liked to walk around in the evenings in the company of their beloved husband, and breathe fresh air, so at the moment they were sitting and drinking delicious tea, enjoying a nice conversation.

After Kenshin strengthened the perimeter of his base even more, he finally allowed the girls to leave their home and relax in the fresh air, not far from home. No one could see them from afar, because because of the established formations, anyone further than two hundred meters from this place could not see anything remarkable.

Kenshin really enjoyed his vacation with his two beauties, after a hard day's work. This day turned out to be especially difficult, because he did not use his hands in collecting blue sage on principle, but relied only on telekinesis. It was difficult, but it helped him to increase the power of the ability a little more. Now he could easily carry a five-kilogram bag of blue sage in the air without experiencing any problems.

He thought about fusing his psionic power with a defense formation, but he understood that this was an incredibly difficult task, hardly accessible with current skills in creating formations, and certainly not accessible with the current power of psionics.

Kenshin was aware that his power was not quite the classic psionics from science fiction books that he read while at home, but for convenience, he decided to call it that way. Telekinesis and telepathy were activated by the power of thought, with the help of energy unknown to him. He could not feel it or fix it, but he was completely sure of its existence. The most difficult task in the upcoming work was to find this very energy, and create a symbiosis of formations and psionics.

While he was lost in his thoughts, the girls smiled sweetly and enjoyed his thoughtful expression. Two beauties madly adored their husband, and could watch him for hours.

Suddenly, Natsumi turned her gaze to the right, and noticed something in the rays of the setting sun.

- Wow, Kenshin, isn't that your falcon? – She said with surprise. Aya, in turn, also turned her pretty face and stared in that direction.

Kenshin recovered from his reverie, and looked where the girl was pointing.

- It looks like he is. Do you want to pet him? He asked both girls with a smile.

- Of course! – Both girls answered in unison, and after looking at each other, they laughed.

Kenshin mentally activated the formation knot tied to his clothes and ordered the falcon to fly towards them, but apparently this was not required. So the bird was heading to the owner.

As soon as the falcon flew closer, it immediately began to descend, and after a few seconds, clung with thick claws to the sturdy wooden back of a long bench.

Kenshin stroked the bird's soft feathers contentedly, and at the same moment he felt a signal indicating that the falcon had found something "interesting". The bird raised its beak to the table and spat out a small scroll case stained with blood and fluff.

Kenshin immediately stretched out his hand with interest, and took the object of interest to him. Both girls grimaced with displeasure, and Natsumi scolded the naughty bird.

- Bad falcon! You can't eat small and defenseless pigeons! – The bird only stared at the girl in bewilderment with its eyes as black as night, and blinked several times.

- How is it impossible? Don't listen to her, baby. You can and should eat pigeons! Besides, they are very tasty. Grandpa often caught them, and grandma could cook almost anything from these little weasels..." Aya said dreamily, remembering the times of her carefree childhood.

- God, Aya, what are you saying! Natsumi exclaimed in shock. She couldn't believe that in her best friend, the traits of a gentle and cruel girl could coexist.

At the same time, Kenshin opened a small case and took out a scroll. As soon as he unfolded it and began to read, he could not restrain a cry:

- Well, holy shit! – The expletive that escaped from his mouth instantly distracted the girls from the former dispute, and they approached their husband with surprise, staring with interest at the short text.

- What?! Nara Kasumi?! The niece of the clan head?! Natsumi exclaimed in shock, not believing her eyes.

- Wow... the niece of the clan head was trapped five kilometers from our home… How reliable do you think this letter is, Natsumi? Kenshin asked with interest.

- Hmm ... the seal seems to be genuine, in the academy we studied for two years the most complex political relationships, clan etiquette, and of course the rules of documentation. Nara has just such a seal..." Natsumi said, not daring to state how truthful the letter was.

- How likely is the chance of a setup and a trap… Even if this letter was concocted by the detractors of the Nara clan, they must either be complete idiots, or incredibly strong, capable of destroying several Jonins sent to investigate, and if it concerns Shikaku's niece, it is possible that he will come personally, and then even a dozen Jonins will have little chance to escape. He's an elite Jonin, isn't he? Interrupting his thoughts aloud, Kenshin asked Natsumi a question.

- of course. If not higher… All the heads of the major clans of Konoha, at least elite Jonins, and some can resist Kaga! Otherwise, why on earth would they hold the position of head, being not Elite Jonins? Natsumi said with a smile, fully confident in the authenticity of the letter, after Kenshin's thoughts.

- Have you ever seen an elite Jonin in action? Kenshin asked with interest. He really wanted to know at least the approximate limits of the strength of high-class Shinobi of this level.

"Um... no, I haven't. Elite Jonins act extremely rarely, no more than once every few years, unless there is a war. Any of their battles, as a rule, leave huge consequences on the terrain, hundreds of meters of uprooted forest, and multi-meter craters in the ground. I've only seen such a battlefield once, a month after the battle. And from this sight the blood ran cold in the veins ... - The girl shivered, remembering those incredible destruction on the ground after the fight of two elite Jonins.

Kenshin immediately put his arm around the girl's waist, and sat her on his lap, kissing her soft, silky neck, stroking her visible belly. Natsumi purred contentedly under the caresses of her beloved man, and bent her neck, substituting it for loving kisses.