Web of light. Part 1-7

Oh, shit. And did we get burned walking in the park with such "eyes"?Although I myself should glow in this vision like a Christmas tree... Stop.I have an amulet.That's what he's blocking, then.And that's how the ayakasi find hunters in a crowd of people — yes, they can be seen at a glance.Highlighted goal, what a beauty.Only unlike me, hunters of other clans can pull an eye on the ass in response.Apparently, now the first priority is to deal with the amulet.Well, Rinko to help me.

entry forty-sixth.

"It's getting more and more wonderful," Alice said.The artifact on me, if I feed it with personal power, is masked.The artifact on me, powered by an autonomous source, is perfectly visible, in all its shining fullness.Moreover, the concealment works even at point-blank range: Rinko literally pressed her face into my chest with glasses — no illumination.It remains to understand how it, that is, he, the amulet, works at all?

entry forty-seventh.

Excellent. Just fine.The "eye jutsu" that allows you to see the light web of the Ferry seals of Light cannot be transferred to the glass.Or you can, but I didn't succeed.The print detail is so fine that even a magnifying glass wouldn't help — I was ready to splurge on a microscope.Not fate. Where to consider this very protective barrier in "normal resolution".Surely the clan used it to hide hiding places... Yes, that's right.At home. I'll have to go to Noihara again before the holidays are over.Rinko, I think, should not be taken with you — he will only get tired in vain, and it will not be possible to see anything without an artifact.And you can't wear glasses — they'll unmask you.

entry forty-eighth.

Hello dom, here I am.I lit the sticks on the altar, threw things, activated my vision and went to inspect the object.

entry forty-ninth.

Gha! What a mess!Literally everything turned out to be enchanted in Noihara — from the sand under your feet to the water in the nearest pond.Steamed water with a seal that shimmers along with the liquid is a sight from which you naturally go out.Is that so, eh? Sailed. What are you, a "ferry"?

Well, it was not without other discoveries.First, I found this mago-absorbing barrier.After that, I wanted to beat my head against the corner of the house (the wall is paper-plywood-batten, uncomfortable).It turned out to be simple, moreover, I already knew what needed to be done.Elementary did not think of it, although the solution was before my eyes.Well, what could be simpler than storage rings united by common channels?Mago-energy was diverted somewhere into the house, it was not possible to trace it.

The second discovery — I found the caches.Not even that: I found some ingeniously disguised, well-prepared hiding places... with a couple of bottles of sake (but an interesting seal on the bottles, I'll take it) and the diaries of a certain girl (great-grandmother's sister?Old sheets, but there are no dates, written with a brush and ink).Diaries — I flipped through them — about cosmetics, fabrics, lipstick and other girlish stuff.I put it away where I got it.And the crown of my findings is a selection of playboy magazines for the seventh-fourth — seventh-sixth years.Oh, yes! Dad, did Mom know about this?Or was that, uh, what Grandpa still needed?

The third find is another hiding place. The new model, apparently, is also a stranger's new model: a purely magical design, I see it for the first time.The spell was glowing from the energy that had been pumped in, the supply line of which simply grew out of the wall of the house.Even a channel rather than a line, maybe a cable? A pipe?The magic flowing through the tube.And the spell itself is like... a jellyfish?Fluctuates, shimmers... and it's perfectly noticeable for any magician or demon, as I understand it.Do you know what medusa was hiding?ELECTRIC METER!

It became clear to me whose job it was. Zashiki-varashi tried, brownie, if in Russian.A demon whose receptacle is a building — in this case, a family estate, if a simple old house is worth such big words.By the way, on the wall next to it there was a fairly simple, but also a hell of a powerful energy meter illusion, with a different amount of kilowatts, of course.What a sweet and touching concern for the clan budget, it brings tears to my eyes — if I remember what I live on. By the way.It will be necessary to shake the house spirit for access to the assets of the clan.It is still unclear how, because the house is still empty, no one has appeared in the eyes of the heir.

I had hope for books, but nothing. The standard reinforcing structures are already on the sheets and binding of notebooks, that's all. Apparently, I did not find any truly disguised hiding places, although it would be at least logical to leave one in the house of the older family. Presumably, it is necessary to get into the space of the "mystical house". "Mystical house," I remind you, is a spell that allows you to split space, creating a new layer of reality for a while. Or something like that, but it's different — I vaguely remember this crap from the manga, but as I remember it, it sounds too crazy. Unfortunately, I did not find the entrance to this most Mystical house. The mago or ferry structure itself, too, although maybe I just couldn't make out the lines in the mess. Seriously, in the Amakawa house of exorcists, in some places in the ferry vision, the material was hidden in a dense weave. One could only guess what was what in this multi-year, and maybe even centuries-old layering.

By the way, I began to seriously doubt that I could damage the house itself, even if I really wanted to. Yes and... the illusion inspired me with respect, inspired me with its glow. My glasses are like a candle next to a spotlight, and that's not counting the fact that the pressure tube is pulled right through the wall protection. An unplugged protection, I emphasize, which regularly sends the flow of magic somewhere inside the building, but there is also enough left over. Brr, the tin!

I need to restore "unofficial" contact with the spirits who have remained loyal to the House and Clan — they probably have the information I need, and they themselves are... um, an asset.

Assets and knowledge are a very significant asset, and getting to them in advance, before disabling the amulet, is a key advantage over the scenario described in the manga. But there was something else in the manga: let's just say the locals might not really like me and stupidly refuse to help. Or you just don't recognize them under disguise and slam them down before you can establish contact. When I first visited Noihara, I just didn't know how the amulet worked, and I didn't think about it, but now this simple thought makes me uncomfortable.

I do not know how the notorious "taming of Yokai", which Amakawa is known for, works. But the conclusion suggests itself: "the ferry of light." Since, as it turned out, he falls on water, it means that he falls on spirits too. Breaking the involuntary vassalage is now easier than ever — by nailing me. So, what should I do? For starters, don't get too worked up. This is the second time I've been here, and the second time I walked freely without meeting anyone. Are am lucky? Most likely, the point is different — the same zashiki-varashi gets out of the "mystical house" at night, when the chance of running into loitering idiots like me is noticeably lower. That's why I'm going to get out of here... I'm just going to do one thing.

"Hello, Rinko! Yes, this is the phone number of my house in Noihara, please write it down. Yeah, I'm going home. See you."

The family secrets will have to wait a while longer... months or years. There's still time. For self-improvement, yeah.

part fifty.

Shock is our way. They came to school with Rinko wearing glasses and the same short haircuts. An outburst that would have been almost ignored in another country, but not in Japan. Local specifics: the child's appearance is a sacred cow. Many girls, and boys too, often do not change their established image for many years. That's real, they get their hair cut in the same way, they wear about the same thing — that's how their parents buy them. That's why everyone was staring at us like that! I even persuaded my friend to shout something like "now I know physics!" at the entrance to the classroom to enhance the effect, but Kuzaki was shy. Although she supported the idea of shocking classmates within the bounds of decency. However, Kuzaki didn't start wearing glasses for beauty after all. Alas, the spirits of this world have not gone away. It is better to notice them in time, even if nothing can be done.

The very next day after returning from the ancestral home, I hastily sketched out a protective shield for glasses, and now Rinko has his own magic sensor. The thread-lines from the nodes of the screen storage devices were connected to the battery in the arches of the glasses, which increased the battery life of the glasses by about a third more. Yes, it turned out that the screen was not so simple: the storage devices for stray energy (which was simply dissipated in space) should be empty by default to support masking. And the central battery, on the contrary, is full. If we were dealing with an electrical circuit, I don't know how I would get out of it, but here, it turns out, a small squiggle was added to the accumulators — a pump that accelerates magical energy like water and literally ejects it through the transmission channel. And then there's a one-way valve, like a diode bridge in a radio circuit....

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My thoughts, when I got tired of turning over the well-known information about magic and the ferry in my head for the hundredth time, returned to my studies by themselves. More precisely, for club events. Who would have thought that it would be interesting for me to go to junior high for the second time? And here. I even got a little carried away with calligraphy, maybe I would try to get into a circle, that is, a club, but now I can't give up physics. Moreover, I will not hide that it is pleasant to be in the center of the trusting attention of enthusiastic children. And also...

My two ideas were actively used, and not only by our classes, even a "3D cinema lovers club" was formed, and, as far as I have already managed to gossip, under the patronage of a teacher, fine art was currently sculpting an installation from two digital cameras to shoot this very tri-de. The boys from high school were actively hacking at the laser range — and some of the girls too. And all this without any of my participation — and the initiatives I launched were also developing! Cool? Undoubtedly. That's why now, looking at the ceiling, I was thinking about how to mess this up. This time, not spontaneously, but to make it useful to me in the future (this is one), it would be interesting for everyone (this is two), and... brought some unhealthy excitement, perhaps. I already had the answer, but, to put it mildly, it was a little shitty. However, the more I liked him, the more I liked him, and at the first meeting of the physics club after the holidays, I immediately suggested him:

"Let's build a rocket!"

And looking at the stunned faces of my peers, gradually spreading into smiles — this is the boys' somewhat apprehensive expression on Sensei face, I decided that I definitely like to shock.

So rocket science should be in a single elementary school!

Part 5

Entry fifty-one.

I wonder if there are migrant magicians? Because personally, I reminded myself of the classic jamshoot, when in a paper cap (so as not to get my head dirty in dust), in the worst clothes, I methodically crawled wall after wall, all floors, ceilings (!) and other surfaces (yes, there were such too!). I was just installing the "ferry" magic protection, but I steamed up and spent time, as if I had really started repairs. Question: why didn't the parents bother with screening? I had a couple of thoughts about this, but the most obvious one was the loss of the opportunity to sense the source of magic outside the house. On the other hand, if there is protection at the ancestral home in Noihara, then the problem can be solved in another way? Well, yes. I was also annoyed by the need to literally feel all the sealing places, introducing another layer of protection in addition to the existing ones in the walls of the house. I can't believe for the life of me that my parents " ferry" the block that way. If only because it took so damn long, and the neighbors obviously wouldn't understand such a fuss. This means that the process can be optimized. But how?

During the week, we didn't find anything magical within the range of our detector glasses. Rinko even doubted their work, she had to weld a simple visualization scheme for the charge of a magic battery — just a dot, the brightness of which shows the amount of remaining energy. It shows conditionally, of course, but mana can be accurately measured. How exactly? Convert it to another energy and measure it. In joules, for example.

The Mago-electric converter is still on my shelf. Interestingly, the scheme works only in one direction. If you plug the pencils into an outlet, mana will not flow from the opposite ends. Yes, I checked. Of course, I did not hope that everything would be so simple, otherwise the Yokai would not have eaten people and each other, but developed energy. By the way, I wonder if radiation is dangerous to spirits. If not, then some prospects open up. The city of Fukushima, for example, is also here, and the nuclear power plant is present next to it, I checked the guidebook on the Internet. The very nuclear power plant where the accident happened in my world was a big story. If radiation is harmless to spirits, you can set up a lucrative reactor inspection and repair office. Yuto and the spirits, yeah. Fortunately, there are no competitors and it seems that the taming of spirits, as far as I remember the manga, is quite an exclusive feature. And I'm the only living exorcist who still has the ability to ferry.

Speaking of abilities and their carriers. Once again, I thought about my "bride" and finally the name of the clan came to mind, it's also a surname. Jinguji. In the original source, Yuto, after their meeting with Kues, someone told the details about the white-haired girl, just by finding information on the Internet. Well... a dubious way, of course. Most likely, the manga's author just didn't bother at all figuring out how to introduce a new character. But... I haven't been banned from Google yet, so why not?

To my great surprise, the information was indeed found! Not on the first attempt, but only after I spelled the first and last name correctly in English — but I found it. And, of course, the "school of magic and witchcraft" where the "betrothed" studied was not called Hogwarts, but the British Magical Academy. The word "Hogwarts" stuck to the academy after the institution participated in the filming of "Harry Potter"!