Chapter 11: [Arc IV] Chapter 3

In hindsight, she should have never believed a word her he said to her in that cave. Perhaps she should have never gone on this journey in the first place. Perhaps she should have resigned this childhood ambition and agreed to head her clan, become the Wind Daimyo's sworn protector and the light to the Kazekage's shadow.

Perhaps.

But there is no space for regret and there is no time to be panicking. She is here, in the actual past, too many years into the past, and there is no getting out besides finding Murai.

There is no getting out.

"Please wait here." The shinobi escorting her said outside two shoji doors.

She is to meet the legendary Shodaime Hokage of all people! Not even her younger self had dreamed of such a thing.

Then again, she had dreamed of encountering mystical beasts in faraway islands.

And now, here she is at twenty-seven years old, feeling terribly unprepared and underdressed for such an occasion.

She sits upright, straightens out her hakama and her kimono, pats down her hair and fixes the hairpin. This is the best she can do, this is the only thing she can do.

When he enters, she expects him to exude an aura of controlled power and sharp-edged grace worthy of the magnificence that comes with being the founder of such a renowned village.

And he does, to a certain extent.

The shoji doors slide open and he walks in, four of his guards trailing behind him.

"Greetings." He says.

She instinctively bows down, presses her hands onto the tatami flooring and presses her forehead against her fingertips.

She suppresses a shiver.

"You are looking for Murai, correct?"

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She's shocked beyond belief.

She's shocked into silence.

"Please raise your head."

She does as she's told.

"Oh, good." He sounds relieved. "For a moment there I thought you died."

She might as well have.

"I beg your pardon?" She manages to say.

"You are not the first to come looking for it, and you will not be the last."

She stutters, but no sound comes from her mouth. What does he mean? Was Murai such a coveted sword during this time? Had the hermit sent others before her? What does this all mean?

She can't form a coherent sentence in her head, so she settles with a vague, albeit dangerous, answer.

"I do not know what you mean, sir." She sputters out, suddenly feeling uncomfortable in her own skin.

"Is it for fame?" He continues, not minding how much a mess she has made of herself. "Money? What is it for? Why do you wish to seek such a sword?"

Then again, this could all be part of the hermit's illusion. He could be a fake, after all. He could be the hermit himself, disguising behind his grand illusions.

But she's ill-equipped to deal with such a thing. And accusing him of being so would mean death if she was wrong. She cannot risk it. She has to play along, has she?

"It is for someone." She confesses. "I promised I would bring him the blade."

At this point, she does not know whether that promise still holds true.

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