# Web of light. Part 1. part 40

Аноним Plotnikov_Sergey

The dying Himari energizes herself in the laboratory.

The final interlude. Modified "Mystical House" [location unknown], GennoskeAmakawa Laboratory

Amakawa's laboratory, located inside a powerful spatial technique, suggests a painting by some surrealist artist. Okay, the sky is more blue than ligth blue. There was also a clearly visible "cage" - an openwork pattern of I-beams created the illusion of a dome covering the entire rugged rocky terrain. In fact, the beams were also an illusion-solid, tangible, and even possessed some properties... It doesn't matter! The laboratory has its own water, trees grow - it's all in the midst of a chaotic pile of frozen "steps" made of lava stone. Not always strictly horizontal surfaces, but close to that. And tables. And cupboards - with books, with clothes, empty, with dishes. And laboratory installations: wood, stone, metal - in different combinations. More glass and live plants. A huge "puddle" of cryold ice- the temperature above it is such that the eyes begin to freeze. Orderly chaos. A frozen reflection in a crooked mirror. And a naked girl with cat ears and a tail. With white ears and a tail, and hair blacker than the night. A slightly curved sword is lying on the counter next to it. Katana. The legendary katana, which was made by a man on a bet with a One-Eyed Blacksmith. Yasutsuna, who cuts stone like butter with a knife.

It's funny! The girl who was currently reading intently, bent over one of the tables, was also called "The Sword." Noihara's Crimson Blade, Himari's spirit slayer. She was a sword, a sharp and deadly blade... But they didn't have time to finish the blade. Work piece. Unfinished weapons. A weapon capable of competing on equal terms with the most powerful creatures of this world... Now she's just a dying albino cat. Dying-but not fucking dead! She is a legendary blade, the last unfinished work of a Great Craftsman. In the legends, the soul of the master cannot rest and returns to finish the job... But Amakawa-sama did not return... And he won't come back. Gone, gone. It's useless to wait. Only one thing is required. Don't die. DON'T DIE!!! Damn it!

Somewhere out there, in the middle of the big city by the long lake, lives the last spark of an ancient family. A little boy... although not so small anymore... Yuto. Yuto-kun. Yuto-san. Yuto-sama? The future head of the clan... the future victim, because from under the long-term pressure of the suppressive amulet, the magician comes out with a half-dead aura. Magic doesn't work normally, and it won't for a couple of years. Fortunately, "Changing Light" is not "magic." Gennosuke said that "Light" cannot be taught, only shown. Any illustration, any description leads to a dead end... But at the same time, Amakawa's ancestral ability awakens on its own - you just have to give it time. And motivation. No need to teach. You can just feel it! Just a few months, maybe a year. But Yuto won't have that time. Damn the amulet! A couple of years later, and the child's energy wouldn't have been affected! And the last Amakawa would not be like a lantern for the spirits, beckoning with light, for butterflies in the night. Oh, yes! He's going to be hunted. First the weaklings, then the average in strength, and then the inviting taste of the exorcist magician's blood will attract bigger butterflies. Birds. The mice will run together. The mice are the size of elephants. Shall we give the mice a lab autopsy, Sister? Sister cat, you're already sharpening your claws. You're already growing up, because I'm growing up with you. But I'll have a few years. Maybe a couple of years, maybe even five. A luxurious term for a sword. An eternity for the blood of enemies and mountains of corpses: just to protect the heir. To give him a chance to lead the family out of a deadly trap... Therefore, DON'T DIE, BLADE! YOU CAN'T DIE!

..Himari groaned and pushed a strand of hair away from her face. Unclear. Almost nothing is clear. And what is clear is just speculation. "Maybe", "most likely", "apparently". She already hates those words! Let the damn notebook tell you what you need from it. Only one thing became clear - the abdominal accumulator is powered on the right and left sides of the navel. Three centimeters. The depth is one. The volume? Himari doesn't say anything about these units, but she's already getting the hang of it. Argh! It's not enough to power the air line! Your mother with a mustache! Yokai's gaze went over the undamaged and not disassembled machines and laboratory mechanisms: here, this. I think it's a psi tester, or whatever it is. It doesn't matter, the casing can be opened... the main thing is to be careful, because last time Yasutsuna cut off some kind of control circuit, and the car spent months of mana supply "into the air". To nowhere... Are you talking again, cat? To work!

If only the instructions were ready. If only! She would understand. But her project wasn't finished. A working prototype. An imperfection! And all the knowledge, all the achievements disappeared along with the head of the "grandfather" Gena! Amakawa just won't make it... and if he doesn't have time, he'll kill her... But first, she would kill all his enemies! The main thing is to achieve at least something. Pour energy into the storage devices. An irreplaceable reserve of energy. The mana her brain uses. Intelligence. A personality created on top of a mad beast born in Noikhara in the reeds... What kind of beast? Certainly not the first one. And not the fifth. The Amakawa kill their own cats, and Yuto can handle it. I have to handle it. Who better to believe than Yuto? Who needs it anyway? Well, don't cry, don't cry! The damned body will simply burn up if you apply more energy than calculated. A few years of charging mana battery tanks, so that later... so that later - what? Live. To fight? Or are they even synonyms?

And Yuto's grandfather wanted to make a "universal soldier". Oh yes, four types of magic and self-medication, complete with regeneration. "Human intelligence." "Joint inter-clan development"... it is good that without the "Changing Light" it is useless. Both the cat and the development itself. It would be bad if she didn't live to see it... no, she had to live. Even so, as long as there is a goal! Again, go to cut the belly and endure the sickening sensations. A year, two years... about three years. You might be able to master a couple of magic tricks from the notebooks... the same "air strike" - the corresponding structures were "installed". Kso-oh! And she only had one pass to the hidden. Her can't even go out and find out how Amakawa is doing... view from afar... It took her too long to get from Noihara to here. To carry out the last order of the clan head. To live to see the heir's release from the amulet and protect him. As many as you can get. And now let's go to the procedures, heh.

..Open notebooks remained on the metal laboratory table. A human silhouette, arrows, and captions were hand-drawn on one of the spreads... The drawing contained a signature:

"The Noihara Blade Project.

A versatile combat and reconnaissance unit based on the unintelligent B-class Yokai.

The controlling intelligence of the human type.

The active service life is 10 years.

An external cold, built-in cold, built-in magic weapon is attached."