Tsunayashiro Shingo opened his eyes. The next instant, azure light fell across his face.
"One thousand seven hundred and ninety seconds." The powerful gatekeeper nodded slightly.
"Very good, Uchiha Third Seat. You didn't make things difficult for me."
"Thanks for your trouble." Yato smiled at him, then picked up the Soul-Cutter Sword sealed within a binding spell and headed straight out of the underground chamber.
After returning to the barracks, he immediately shut the door and reviewed the intelligence he had gathered today.
The Tsunayashiro Clan had a tradition of traveling to Hueco Mundo and the World of the Living. The gatekeeper of the Great Spirit Library seemed to be leaving the Soul Society for a while, but another powerful figure would most likely take over his rotation...
Thinking of that middle-aged Tsunayashiro, Yato knew without even fighting him that the gatekeeper's spiritual pressure was far stronger than his own.
At the very least, in terms of spiritual pressure, the gatekeeper possessed strength close to a captain's level.
But this was within Yato's expectations. The Great Spirit Library was too important, and the position of gatekeeper was too crucial. It was only natural for the Tsunayashiro Clan to send one of its top experts.
With my current spiritual pressure, the three-tomoe Sharingan's genjutsu probably can't control him.
With that thought, Yato closed his eyes again and sketched the gatekeeper's image in his mind.
Thick lips, dense hair, a broad forehead, a wide nose... grayish pupils.
After a long while, the youth finished thinking. As he stroked Red Moon's guard, he recalled the knowledge he had learned in the Great Spirit Library.
The wisdom of those before him could help him avoid many detours.
And that place contained not only knowledge, but also much precious intelligence and many truths.
No matter