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Easily catching the scrolls, Samato looked in front of him. There he saw the Hansha's office, still littered with an abundance of scattered scrolls. The man himself was sitting at the table, wearily holding his head with his hand.
The last few years have had a pretty bad effect on his already poor health. The painfully pale face became even more painful, and black bags were visible under the eyes that had begun to form.
After taking a fleeting glance at the scrolls thrown, Samato realized that one of them was a sealing scroll. And he looked at the man with a light smile.
- I'm sorry, Father. What are these scrolls?
- This? Well one of them contains what you asked for… You know, it's quite expensive, I even had to add a little to your money… The second one contains information about your new patient. You like to learn new things, don't you? So, I'll just say that he was influenced by shirengan, then you'll figure it out yourself... where were you that I couldn't see you?
- Understood, thank you Father, I was in your office.
Squinting, Hanshi carefully looked at his son. Feeling the gaze on him, Samato did not react. Over the past years, he has attended every clan meeting in order to observe the actions of the elders and be aware of the agenda.
From observations, he was able to emphasize a lot. For example, the expressed request for a future marriage with Yuko, the purpose of which was to gain knowledge about fuinjutsu, was only a catalyst for the resolution of the head of the clan.
After hearing about this from Hanshi, the head of the clan, who had been trying to lure Mori to his side for a long time, immediately came up with a new long-playing plan. Having made some concessions to the opposite camp, he arranged the marriage.
Hanshi himself, according to Samato's long-term observations, is completely different at meetings from the image he sees at home. Seemingly being rather lazy and sloppy, the elder of medicine, when necessary, can show remarkable talent in the art of politics. Although this happens quite rarely and depends on the importance and emotional attitude of the Hansha to the issue under consideration.
- As always laconic… Eh, you used to talk to me quite a lot, but now ... - the man sighed, removing his piercing gaze, sadly lowering his head. – I understand that you are quite inquisitive and I'm glad about it like no one else. But be careful, not every road is good at the end.
After thinking for a moment, Samato replied.
- I'll remember your words Father, can I go?
- Eh, your uncle should be back today, but for now, go, go.
Having secured the sealing scroll on his hip, next to several others, Samato turned around and opened the door and went out of the threshold and spoke.
- To understand whether the road ends well, it is necessary to reach the end.
Having finished the sentence, he closed the door and headed down the corridor again, thinking.
"The worse Hansha's health gets, the more assertive he becomes. I think he is preparing the ground for his departure and those hints also relate to this. Having been at the clan meeting, I got rid of the hopes that no one would discover the experiments being conducted and decided to rely on Hanshi and Ame, opening my thoughts to them. And apparently now, it gave a result, and I got his approval for the experiments."
Entering a rather modest-sized office, Samato sat down at a table on which writing materials and several scrolls were neatly laid out. On the sides of the table, there were shelves on which scrolls and various things could be seen.
Two years ago, Hanshi decided to take his son to the hospital as a full-fledged medical ninja. Although there were some reservations, for example, he was forbidden to operate without the presence of the head of the hospital and any actions with his patients, he must coordinate with Hanshi.
Leaning on the back of a chair, Samato untied the string holding the scroll. Unfolding it on the table, he began to read the contents.
"Atsuko Hyuga, 23 years old. Was sent on an escort mission, along with a team under the command of Samu Hyuga. During the mission, they encountered a group of Uchiha. In a series of clashes, was hit by the impact the sharingan of the commander of the Uchiha group, called Baru Uchiha. Some time later, due to the wounds of the Uchih captain before the conflict, the groups came to the decision that it was unprofitable to continue the fight and dispersed. The mission was failed due to the destruction of the convoy during the battle, and the team returned to the clan.
The summary report is compiled from the words of Samu Hyuga.
Atsuko Hyuga.
Father: Horm Hyuga, died during a clash with the Inuzuko clan. Mother: Takuya Hyuga, died during the cleansing of the Akitakuro clan. At the moment, there are no close relatives…
Initial examination.
A rather strong effect on the psychological state of the observed was recorded. The force of the imposed genjutsu turned out to be strangely stronger and was able to influence the patient, despite byakugan. It is recommended to conduct a more thorough examination.
Conducted an initial examination, medical- nin Tajima Hyuga."
"Hmm, a genjutsu whose power was able to influence a byakugan user… Interesting. There are several options, the first is that the strength of Atsuko himself and his eyes is quite small, which seems unlikely to me. The second option may be that the one who imposed the genjutsu was the owner of the mangekyo. In this case, there are also problems here. Although I read in the library and am sure that there were other users of the advanced version of shiringan before Madara and his brother, but if this Uchiha Baru has a mangekye, then he should have been quite famous."
Tapping his finger on the wooden table, Samato thought about the new possibilities and options that this news brought. This went on for a while, until the pounding that was echoing through the room stopped.
"Too far away, I think there is not enough information to do something, so far I can only be content with the opportunity to study the alleged impact of mangekye..."
Rolling up the scroll with information about the new patient and putting it on one of the shelves, Samato took out a sealing scroll from his belt. Unwrapping it and placing a test tube with blood on it, he folded the seal sealing a new sample.
- Now let's go and examine the new patient in more detail…
While saying that, Samato rolled up the sealing scroll, attaching it back. Once again finding himself in a long corridor, he headed to the first floor, to the ward attached to it.
Upon reaching his destination and opening the door, Samato saw that there was another person in the room besides the two patients. He was standing by Harumo's cot, his head lowered sadly.
He was a middle-aged man, with a rather attractive appearance, long black hair, braided in a ponytail. Hearing the sound of the door, he lifted the corners of his lips and smiled warmly.
- Haven't seen you for a long time, how are you?
Seeing the man, Samato also slightly lifted the corners of his lips.
- Good to see you, Uncle. How was your mission?
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