There were no lengthy greetings and introductions — not under the right circumstances, and I was not summoned for their sake, but because another "language" had been captured and my skills in extracting information were needed. While I was busy setting seals and stabilization control circles, I was briefly introduced to current events. I won't go into all of them, but the Chinese and Junko were working very seriously, they had figured out a lot of things and were still figuring them out.
We are not butchers or madmen, it is important for us to find out and establish exactly who is guilty and who was a hostage of circumstances. The punishment will be according to the guilt. After that time, I was called out several times for interrogation, which proved to be extremely effective against those protected by vows and oaths. After each case, I immersed myself in spiritual plans for a long time and stayed there until my soul calmed down — after all, I am not an executioner, but a warrior, and torture does not pass without a trace for me.
Luna was a great help. Her directness, simplicity in communication, easy perception of everything unusual and incomprehensible helped me to distract myself, and after the stress I lost "concentration" and managed to survive it normally. Each time it was easier and faster. And I would be happy, but I am afraid of becoming indifferent or, on the contrary, thirsty for blood or "vivid" impressions.
That's why when I returned home for the weekend a few days ago, accompanied by Luna and Fleur, I was stunned by the news that Kurumi (the kitsune who created a magical shield in her time and helped me a lot) had gone on a date with Xeno, as he asked his friends to address him. The daughter of the eccentric journalist and scientist shrugged her shoulders, walked over to Kiriko, and began to hug her with genuine happiness on her face.
Fleur is not really aware of our "Madrid Court", so she could not share my feelings. When the couple returned in the evening, with the kitsune literally hanging on the blonde's arm and both smiling and joking a lot, I realized: the butterfly flapped its wings again and a new round of the story happened. That same night, Luna and I went deep again, to the limits of my "reach" of spiritual plans, while my student can only stay here because of our connection: if I let her go, she would be thrown about halfway back.
We were about to return when we discovered a line of destiny in the "shadow" of Luna, beside which lay Xeno's line, bright blue, strong, but with the taste of lingering longing and madness. Each line of destiny is curious in itself, and to explain this interest one would have to go deep into philosophy, esotericism, and other chatter. Whatever it is, and no matter what anyone thinks, but if I get a chance and a line of fate comes into view, I try to look through it, and not every time I look into the events.
It's just that the line itself carries a lot of very peculiar information, and also... how can I explain it better... well, let's call it "experience points": after contact with something mystical of such a high level of organization, the spirit mage, the shaman, and others gradually discover something new in their worldview, more, wider, see further, understand a little more, and so on. This can also explain why many shamans, spirit mages, astralists, diviners and others behave quite strangely from the point of view of others: their words are often incomprehensible, they look "somewhere else", they often behave illogically, and so on.
And it is about the experience of perception of subtle worlds, thanks to which we see much more than others. We did not go into the life, past and future of Xenophilius Lovegood, we did not see anything personal, but the fact that next to his line appeared a dark orange line, pulsating with power and life, and they are getting closer to each other, told us both the most important thing.
I didn't go any further than that, but I'll keep an eye on it — it's interesting, besides, the wizard is being tied up by kitsune, and this tribe can't be without jokes and games, that's how they are, these foxes, and cats with tanuki have not gone far from them at all.
Then a powerful but simple ritual of naming the protector of the land, which became Momo, Kin and Brothers: Kaje (became Yokai — the embodiment of the cold north wind) and Hino (became the embodiment of the hot south wind, the dry wind), respectively, and the color of their feathers "settled", becoming blue-blue and red-yellow, respectively. But this is exactly what concerns the spirits, because even Momo, although he has a body, can easily do without it, and the Brothers in general turn from birds into gusts of wind and can be carried over great distances in a matter of moments.
However, they cannot move like phoenixes. Kin, as the spirit of the earth and its hot depths, are invaluable in protecting and developing the land. As for the Guardian, I've only seen one, and I'm just waiting for her to make her own decision. I think it's not hard to guess who was the first of those who will stand with a sword in the way of the enemy of these lands and home in the future. No, I have no illusions, and I am well aware that one day the hour will come when someone will decide to "throw the foreigner out of English lands".
Originally, I had hoped for Kurumi, but since she has her sights set on Lovegood, she certainly won't lose hers, and the Lovegood family should remain free and relatively neutral, so it is a shame that this kitsune will not be a part of my clan. But that doesn't mean I'm going to let her go. I've been thinking a lot about the Lovegoods, and I even have a plan, but I'll talk about that later.
Yes, I forgot to mention that on the eighth of March, every female student and teacher at Hogwarts received a greeting card, a box of chocolates and a beautiful rose. It wasn't exactly cheap, but it wasn't very expensive either, and it was nice to see the disbelief when the gifts appeared in front of each student and teacher at breakfast, and then the genuine joy when the message was read.
It was easy to agree with the house elves, especially since they themselves were happy to see the joy of the girls and women, and at dinner they pleased the inhabitants of the castle with new interesting desserts. The school authorities did not interfere, but they did not help either. In the "Prophet" flashed news with mention of my name, but this gesture I did not seek to promote myself, only to dilute the gray walls of joy and a small holiday. I personally gave gifts to my relatives and to those who called themselves my friends, and they were more expensive and more interesting. Nothing special, but not simple sweets either.
A few days after this event, I received an invitation to dinner from the head of the Patil family, which I could not refuse. I have been interested in this family for a long time, I even thought of asking Parvati to join my circle of brides, but then there were too many applicants, and the girls, Parvati and Padma, they are good, not evil, not poisonous. I have responsibilities that I can't ignore, I have a duty hanging over me, so I have to think about a lot of things.
I've even tested the Patil sisters for compatibility, and yes, we are compatible, especially since Parvati has a real awakened gift, a weak, prophetic one, but it's there, and that raises a girl's "value" to any pureblood. I'm no exception, and I see not only the benefit of bringing the girl into the clan, but if the gift is strengthened and the legacy stabilized in the bloodline, it will be a great shield for the Hoshino Clan against many dangers of the future.
On the other hand, I don't need to gather dozens of beauties into my personal harem, because even if it would please my ego, but the Oriental harem is not a family, even the number of girls I need to restore the clan and lay the original core of the clan already exceeds that concept. I don't even think about love.