It took me a week and a half to complete the seals Orochimaru had promised me, even though I'd originally planned for a shorter period of time - I'd been struggling with the method of application, since the sannin wouldn't give me access to the secret lab to choose the right place to apply them, despite the alliance I'd made.
It was necessary to make the complexes mobile or so, so I preferred to use several granite slabs that can be put together and pour ink through the grooves, activating the seals. If necessary, the slabs are separated and moved to another location where the procedure is repeated again.
This method may be a bit inconvenient compared to using a large sheet of paper that can simply be rolled up, but it is much more durable. Having more or less practiced the procedure, I made two more complexes, which I handed over to the clan for future use by young iryonin larvae, and they were immediately placed in the clinic being prepared.
The clan had iryonins besides me, not as many as I would have liked, but it would be a great help to them in case I was on a mission or at war and qualified medical help was needed right away.
Ahead loomed the need to create protection for this Clan property as well, but not until the building was prepared and the equipment was complete. Also, I had finally gotten around to creating discreet but decent uniforms for the perfect marionettes, all three of them at once, so I wouldn't have to go back to it later.
After that, I sent all my worries away and allowed myself a day off, setting up a small fryer in the garden, where Linley cooked some delicious kebabs, pre-marinated in marinade.
My uncle's family was invited over and the women prepared a bunch of stuff for the table, from cold appetizers to traditional hot dishes.
I pulled out a couple of stashed bottles of berry liquor, Setsura brought out a small barrel of fine wine, and while Katsumi and Nyarla munched on their portions with an eye toward dessert in the form of ice cream, we complemented the flavor of the roasted meat with a drop of alcohol.
- We should have had a party like this before," Shenesu said, sighing contentedly in a wicker chair, sipping his wine in small sips and savoring the flavor, "but lately it's been nothing but tension and nervousness with this coalition of clans.
I understood him perfectly - despite the common goal of overthrowing Sarutobi, each clan wanted to achieve something else, pulling the "blanket" in their direction and often, the interests overlapped, serving as a reason for disagreement, and the head of Nara had to deal with it and find a solution that would suit everyone, but not forgetting his clan. It was a pain in the ass to say the least.
- I agreed with my uncle, holding a glass of homemade liquor and ignoring the chirping of the gathered women, who found their own topics for discussion, - we'll have to get together and relax more often.
- I second that," Shikaku raised his glass and made a short toast, "to the idea that we should always have time to relax.
- You should be resting," his aunt rolled her eyes, but joined in the toast with the others.
As I drained the glass and felt a lump of fire roll down my gullet and down my throat, I exhaled, quickly munching on a salad and berry-fried rice.
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