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Chapter 17
🕑 Added 2023-10-21 16:12:40 +0000 UTC- What a strong bastard... - Kenshin muttered, standing in front of the mirror, washing his face with cold water. Overnight the pain subsided and consciousness cleared.
"Where the hell does a half-baked genin get such strength?!" He obviously didn't use any chakra to move or strike! So his strength and speed should be like that of an ordinary person, right?" - The young man mentally argued with himself.
"Either the big guy has a natural predisposition for physical strength and speed, or there is something wrong here, and this world is in one more aspect different from what I saw on the screen!" - The young man noticed, and immediately remembered the numerous inconsistencies in the speed and strength of the characters in different situations.
"In the battle with Orochimaru, the blows of Hiruzen, one of the strongest shinobi, were not much stronger than that bastard Koga! But in other situations, weaker shinobi could easily break large stones with their blows! Either Kishimoto got everything wrong here too, or this is a completely different world..." Kenshin thought as he got ready to set off.
It was seven in the morning, and he hoped to sneak out of the city quietly, hoping that the gang of yesterday's thugs was fast asleep after another drinking binge.
Without eating anything, Kenshin quietly slipped out through the back door and quickly walked towards the exit from the city. And only after half an hour of travel, he breathed a sigh of relief, not noticing his tail behind him.
Returning to the cache, the young man picked up his backpack and headed towards the house where his beloved girl was waiting for him.
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Kenshin returned home when the sun was at its zenith and hot. It was two o'clock in the afternoon, and the young man, hugging the girl who squealed at his appearance, went to the bathroom and took a cold shower.
Throwing on a robe, he somehow reached the bedroom and collapsed into bed, pulling Aya to him, burying his face in her tender neck, inhaling her floral scent. It was difficult for Kenshin to lie on his side, much less on his stomach, so he turned around, lying on his back, and his robe fell open a little, revealing to the girl's gaze a large blue spot on half of his stomach.
- Ah! God, Kenshin, what is this?! Lord... - the girl exclaimed, covering her mouth with her palm, shocked by what she saw.
- Nothing, it will pass in a few days. – Kenshin answered calmly, not wanting to focus on this and create excitement for the pregnant girl.
- How is this "nothing"?! God, be patient, honey, I'm coming now! – Aya said and jumped out of the bedroom.
She returned fifteen minutes later with a small jar in her hands and a long strip of white cloth.
- My grandmother taught me to collect medicinal herbs and make ointment from them. "She said, and completely opened the young man's robe, beginning to apply a thick greenish ointment all over his stomach, then she bandaged the injured area and kissed him on the lips.
- That's all, now rest, you need more sleep. I'll wake you up before dinner. "Aya said affectionately, stroked the young man's cheek, and left the bedroom, letting the tired Kenshin fall into a deep sleep.
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The remaining few days before Aya gave birth, Kenshin came to his senses and did only simple work. He had difficulty installing the "aging formation", spending about eight hours of work on it. And now five bottles of purchased wine aged a year in one day. The young man decided not to risk it and to age the wine for ten years, for fear of arousing suspicion with a more expensive and high-quality wine.
Wine of the Samurai Blade brand, aged ten years, cost 500 ryo per bottle, ten times more than the original cost. A bottle of wine aged twenty years already cost a hundred times more than the original cost, and connoisseurs bought this wine like hotcakes for 5000-7000 ryo per bottle. Kenshin knew that producing ten-year-old wine was the limit that would not bring trouble, while five bottles of twenty-year-old wine would bring him to his grave.
Aya's belly became very large, and she had difficulty doing household chores and resting most of the time, expecting the baby to be born any day now. 13 days had already passed since conception, and Kenshin was on pins and needles, having prepared towels, sheets, and several pills to stop the bleeding, which Aya had taken with her from home. These pills were very expensive, and were created primarily for shinobi.
The price of a "blood clotting" pill was about 200 ryo each, and most peasants had one pill in a secluded place. The pill was not omnipotent, but only accelerated blood clotting without consequences for the body, but it stopped blood from the damaged vein very weakly, and could only reduce blood loss, allowing the patient to survive on the way to the hospital. One could not even dream of stopping arterial bleeding. Only Irenin could stop such complex bleeding.
- Oh, my God, Kenshin! Kenshin! - Aya screamed.
Kenshin, who was training in the gym, ran into the living room as if scalded and saw the girl's frightened expression.
- What's happened? Already?! - He asked.
"Y-yes, it looks like my water broke..." Aya answered in fright. And then the young man noticed a wet spot on the girl's sundress, as well as a small puddle on the floor.
Kenshin froze in shock for a second, and then, waking up from shock, commanded: "So, do everything we agreed on." "The young man said and carefully led Aya into the bedroom and helped him climb onto the bed.
Aya lay down and showed no signs of contractions. Five minutes passed, and the girl calmed down, talking with the young man, when suddenly her smile froze and her eyes widened.
- Oh, my God, Kenshin... Uuuff, it looks like it's begun! – Aya groaned and began to breathe regularly, as the young man explained to her.
- Shh, calm down, and just breathe. Do not worry. – Kenshin consoled her and stroked her head.
"Uuuuff, okay..." Aya breathed out and tried to calm down.
