Thursday, November 21, 2024

[WN] God Slumbers : Volume 4 Chapter 5 Part 1


Volume 4

Chapter 5 Part 1

Playfully Scheming, with No End in Sight 1



Translator : PolterGlast



"That was, certainly..."

The atmosphere across the Ssanten-ryō trembled slightly.

 

It was a sensation that Mikuriya Shishin, who had been rekindling old friendships, had never felt in the sacred realm. When he noticed it, even the gentle breeze caressing his cheek felt strange.

It was the outside air flowing from the mortal world.

 

"Father, is something wrong?"

"No..."

 

"—Hoho, this is rare. For the retired head of the Mikuriya family to visit.

Are you here to celebrate my grand occasion with me?"

 

He stopped Mikuriya Hirotada (his son), who was dubious, and turned his attention to the presence that was walking up to his back.

At the end of his gaze was an elderly man alone. The tension between the two was palpable, a tension understood only by them, hidden behind a welcome tinged with mockery.

 

"Haha. My current head of family recommended that I come at least once before my legs gave out.

Well, it's not a bad idea to have a conversation with old acquaintances. —Tsuwabuki-dono."

"Is that so? Having retired from a major role, you're only getting closer to the Provincial Bureau. I heard rumors that you had lost interest in Central Capital."

"Rare earth-element users are becoming fewer and fewer these days. I thought the spirit of the Provincial Bureau was something that Central Capital needed. Oh, I have heard rumors that the Imperial Guards' performance has deteriorated considerably. For the Inner Government to protect the Imperial Guards, well, it seems even they are becoming a burden now."

 

Behind the polite conversation, there was hidden sarcasm. Tsuwabuki Samon, the head of the Tsuwabuki family, whose sore spot had been touched, trembled his lips slightly.

The Tsuwabuki family, which had served as the chief of the Inner Government (Officials), and the Mikuriya family, the chief of the Imperial Guards, had always been at odds with each other, regardless of the stage.

About twenty years ago, the Tsuwabuki family had ousted the Mikuriya family from the position of the chief of the Imperial Guards and took over almost all authority.

That seemingly solid political foundation had been shaken greatly by the ugly incident at the Hyakki Yagyo.

 

"—What? The fool who was the commander-in-chief of the garrison was just about to be beheaded.

He seemed to have felt a sense of responsibility, so I had him disposed of before he could disgrace the Imperial Families."

"It's only natural to dispose of a fool.

But if it ends there, it won't be satisfying."

"Hmph."

 

The head of the Tsuwabuki family snorted at the sarcastic remark from Shishin, with whom he had once engaged in political struggles.

 

It was a well-known fact that the Imperial Guards' position in the Central Capital, as well as the important positions in the garrison, were all operated according to Tsuwabuki Samon's intentions.

It goes without saying that the responsibility for the appointments could be traced back to Shishin.

 

"It would be difficult to replace both the garrison and the Imperial Guards.

If we scavenge for what we deem worthy from our surroundings, we can easily deplete the few old families we have."

"Is that why you never bothered to care about it? My, oh my, I'm impressed by your magnanimity, Samon-dono.

Come to think of it, the reason I retired from the Imperial Guards was because someone loudly demanded responsibility for my appointment."

"...That's only one aspect. Rather, the main reason was probably that your reputation was declining."

"What!?"

 

Shishin's cheeks flushed as he was reminded of a blunder he had made in the past.

His old body leaned forward involuntarily, and he stopped at Hirotada's restraint.

 

"Haha. I apologize for my excessive words due to the heavy responsibility of being the head of an old family.

Our main event is tomorrow. For now, it would be best to rekindle our old friendships."

 

Sensing a reaction from Shishin, Samon smiled thinly and turned on his heel.

The Kannamesai Festival was still in its early stages. For everyone except the Three Imperial Families, the Four Sovereigns, and the Eight Families, this was a time to confirm each faction's intentions before tomorrow's inspection by the Three Imperial Families.

 

With his back turned, Samon spoke the main point he had come to convey to Shishin.

 

"—I am sure you are aware of the long-cherished wish of all the generations of the old families, despite being a retired man.

Now, at last, it will be fulfilled in my generation. If you behave yourself for the next few days, I will be more than willing to pardon you as Imperial Guards' guardian."

 

"You. I..." "Father!"

 

Before Shishin could say anything more, Hirotada's restraint came in time.

In place of his speechless father, the current head of the Mikuriya family stepped forward.

 

"The Mikuriya family has taken note of Tsuwabuki-dono's words.

Please feel free to fulfill the long-cherished wish of the old families."

"Very well. That's all. Just make sure to find a suitable replacement for the Imperial Guards."

 

Ended his speech in front of Hirotada, who was bowing low and showing a submissive attitude, Samon turned away.

Not everyone present was from the old family. Powerful feudal lords from various provinces were also present.

 

Although it was to nail his political rival, he should avoid doing anything that would make people doubt the unity of the old families.

Glancing back at Samon's departing figure with resentment, Shishin muttered.

 

"Thank you for enduring in the face of our enemy, Father."

"Our long-cherished wish is almost within reach.

But to think that he would make so many blunders and then try to seize the rights of the Imperial Families, his vulgarity sure knows no bounds."

"By making such concessions to us, his enemies, he's trying to silence us for the next few days. I think our assumption is likely correct.

If we let the Tsuwabuki family take the lead in the first battle at the Imperial Families' inspection, we can then take everything they've gained without hesitation."

"Hmph. That sounds delightful.

Don't let your guard down, Hirotada. Let tomorrow's show be the last time for Tsuwabuki to reach the peak of its glory."

 

Hirotada nodded silently in response to Shishin's voice, eagerly anticipating that moment.

 

The annual outline of the Kannamesai Festival is decided on the first day, which only the Three Imperial Families, the Four Sovereigns, and the Eight Families are allowed to attend. Participation requires special permission, and opinions other than those of the Three Imperial Families, the Four Sovereigns, and the Eight Families are not heard.

 

That's right. Even the old families are no exception, and there are no precedents for them to be allowed to participate.

 

Although the old families boast that they are recognized as equals to the Eight Families, this is a moment when the difference in status is inevitably shown.

It is the long-cherished wish of the Tsuwabuki family, and by extension, of all the old families, to be appointed to the position of head of the annual meeting and to take care of the Three Imperial Families, the Four Sovereigns, and the Eight Families as an old family.

In this year's inspection, the Tsuwabuki family is aiming for that position.

 

There is no reason to think they won't succeed. The Three Imperial Families have never rejected the decisions of the old families.

Even the Utanomiya and the Fujinomorimiya, which own the Imperial Guards and the garrisons, have transferred their authority to the old families at the request of the old families without any particular explanation.

 

One reason for this is that the Three Imperial Families have not shown much attachment to political rights over the generations.

Although this request would greatly encroach on the authority of the Three Imperial Families, the Four Sovereigns, and the Eight Families, the Tsuwabuki family believes that they can easily get concessions by exploiting the mistakes made by the Three Imperial Families.

 

And that's why Mikuriya Hirotada's plan comes into play.

By stripping the Tsuwabuki family of their authority and then using it as an excuse to dispose of them as a disturbance among the old families, the Mikuriya family will end up with all of the Tsuwabuki family's privileges.

 

This was an impossible scenario for Tsuwabuki Samon. Even this incident is a maneuver that could only be carried out by the Mikuriya family, who were ostensibly unrelated.

 

"Don't worry. The Tsuwabuki family has made many mistakes lately, and they have been covering them up by relying on their authority.

This corruption may have more to do with their attempts to cover up those mistakes."

"How are the factions being brought in?"

"Aside from the immediate surroundings of the Imperial Guards, which we approached boldly as a decoy. —I don't think the Inner Government has realized that we've also drawn them in, given how unhurried they've been."

"Is it only he who does not know? Then I will just emphasize the relationship with the Kuga family as much as I can."

 

With a thinly veiled sneer, Shishin began to actively consolidate his faction.

Hirotada, who followed him, also began to carefully assess the balance of power around him.

 

For them, the Kannamesai Festival had not even reached its climax.

 

 

Creak. A faint sound accompanied each step of the bony toes as they fell on the corridor's floor.

The gentle whisper of the flowing water was peaceful as an old man walked steadily along the edge of the spreading mountaintop lake.

 

"The Imperial Match is probably in full swing. Well, since the opponent is Kanna-no-Mikura, I should probably start penetrating deeper."

 

Sanezaki Yukitsuna, who had finished his secret meeting with Ugetsu, muttered to himself without revealing his true intentions.

He didn't doubt that Akira would win the Imperial Match.

 

Even if Souma were superior in skill, the victory itself would surely go to Akira.

That's why the strategy he had suggested to Tenzan and Souma was to prolong the match, even if only for a few seconds.

 

Now that everyone was glued to the Imperial Match, their guard against the depths of the sanctuary was extremely low.

 

As he wandered, lost in thought, a walking figure came into view.

A girl with an eyepatch covering her vision. Utanomiya Aya smiled at Yukitsuna with an innocent expression.

 

"―Oh, Old Man Sanazaki. Are you still here?"

"My, Lady of the Utanomiya-sama, you've caught me at a rather embarrassing moment.

I thought this would be the last time I would see this scenery after I was relieved of my duties, so I've been feeling quite sentimental."

"Is that so? How many years has it been since you started ascending the Santen-ryō?"

"Since my late teens, so that would be about sixty years. ...A lot has happened.

I suppose witnessing the succession of Utanomiya-sama will be something to brag about in my afterlife."

"Fufu. If you could catch up with the lifespan of the Three Imperial Families, then certainly."

 

A slight hint of caution appeared in Yukitsuna's eyes as the girl smiled slightly.

She had appeared before him, who was now nothing more than an old man, regardless of the outcome of the Imperial Match.

 

Suppressing his fear of being noticed, he changed the subject casually.

After a casual conversation, Yukitsuna finally said his goodbye.

 

"Well then, I must excuse myself here."

"Oh, have I kept you here? —I apologize."

"Haha. This will be a good memory during my last opportunity to be on the Santen-ryō."

 

The two smiled and their shoulders brushed against each other.

The peaceful scene continued until the girl's voice reached Yukitsuna's back.

 

"Oh, and now I'm finally certain.

You are Ravana and at the same time not Ravana."

"...What are you talking about?"

 

Pierced by the seemingly casual words, Yukitsuna felt a chill run down his spine.

It was a fatal gap that served as a confession.

 

"There's no need to hide anymore. Completely sealing your status as a divine pillar and simply acting as a human. —I had anticipated this, but I didn't know how much understanding you and Ravana could share."

 

The sound of conviction in Aya's words made Yukitsuna give up and turn around.

Before him was the girl, appearing completely natural.

 

"Since when?"

"The moment Fujinomorimiya was informed about Ravana's oracle, I could calculate backward to determine the inevitable defeat.

The information brought by the envoy of the Kuhōin, no, of Vansuir, was the decisive factor."

 

Details about the man who called himself Padre and was active in Vansuir. Although his tracks had been thoroughly erased, there were still some inconsistencies.

The most crucial one was the distance between Vansuir and Takamagahara. Three great oceans had to be crossed to get there, and they were far apart

Even using a high-speed steam-powered ship, it would take half a year for a one-way trip.

 

Given the frequency of back-and-forth travel, it's highly likely that someone is operating simultaneously in Takamagahara and Vansuir.

Especially considering that the takeover of Banda's position coincided almost exactly with the Padre's activities.

 

It couldn't be a simple body double. Their thoughts were almost synchronized, indicating a relationship closer than that of mere subordinates.

Unless there are at least two Ravanas, there's no other explanation.

 

"There's one more thing. Benedetta Cazarini, the Miko of Vansuir, once met the Padre face-to-face, but she testified that Padre was not wearing a mask."

 

Those with half-divine blood can resist the power of the Nine Dharma Treasures to impersonate others.

When Akira and Tsuguho unmasked Ravana, they recognized the Nine Dharma Treasures as a wooden mask.

But Benedetta Cazarini, who is also supposed to be a Miko, only saw Padre as an ordinary human.

 

That's why the contradiction comes to light.

It's one of the hypotheses that emerges when one learns about Ravana's divinity.

 

"Since I realized that Ravana was a guest god, I've thoroughly investigated you.

Especially the divine artifact. The ascetic concept that Ravana is said to have practiced."

 

The Nine Dharma Treasures is a divine artifact that symbolizes the ascetic practice of cutting off nine of Ravana's ten heads and burning them in a crater.

The essence of the Nine Dharma Treasures is the ten treasures, each of which bestows the blessings of a simple human on a separate head.

 

"The tenth treasure hidden at the end of the Nine Dharma Treasures. The essence of humanity, Old Man Sanezaki, is you."

 

A final resort, hidden to the utmost limit, for Ravana to revive herself in case she was defeated.

The power of the tenth treasure is simple. The ability to strip away the status of a divine pillar and live as an ordinary human.

 

"...I suppose it was easy enough to figure out that it was me."

"It took a lot of work. But you couldn't share direct memories, could you? That gave you a fatal flaw.

I became certain just a moment ago. You didn't know that Akira was the Celestial Throne."

 

Well, there's no way I'm letting you escape.

 

As Yukitsuna understood Aya's words, he couldn't help but chuckle bitterly.

It was indeed a fatal flaw. If his opponent had been the Celestial Throne, Yukitsuna would have chosen to retreat at any cost.

 

The Great Law of the Ten Heavenly Stems. The moment Akira took the key to the divine realm from Ugetsu would be the greatest opening, but if that came to nothing, there would be nothing he could do.

 

"—Even so, you couldn't be sure which of the Eight Families was involved, could you?"

"Yes, that's true. ...But who Padre was remained the last clue."

 

Even the great Nine Dharma Treasures cannot create a human being.

So there must be someone who served as the foundation for Padre.

 

The records showed that Padre, in the form of a young man, had made contact with Ambrosio 15 years ago. —In other words, the last of the Nine Dharma Treasures (Ahankara) was a young man before that time, and the one who is still standing at the Santen-ryō as a relative of the Eight Families.

By narrowing down the possibilities to this extent, the only remaining candidate was you, Sanezaki Yukitsuna.

 

"So this is a checkmate, huh?"

"Yes. A girl who wanted to catch up with Akira-sama as his equal made a contract with Sita.

To fulfill her contract, I need to return you to the Lanka territory."

 

A contract with a divine pillar is absolute. Especially a contract with Sita, who embodies salvation, is a decisive reason that must be fulfilled for a lifetime.

Salvation, once contracted, is destined to be realized.

 

At this point, Yukitsuna made up his mind.

 

"I'm defeated. ...But even I, as the essence of human nature (Ahamkara), will also struggle until the end."

"Yes, go ahead. I've also taken sufficient measures to capture you."

 

Yukitsuna's old frame, hunched over, suddenly writhed.

In a flash, his skin regained its firmness and his features transformed into a thin, but young figure.

In no time at all, a young man who was also called Padre was standing there.

 

Even if he wasn't overtly active, Yukitsuna ruled the head of the Eight Families with great competence.

As a proficient user of the Jinrouin-school, escaping from a single, seemingly weak girl was not impossible.

With that as his only advantage, he drew the spirit weapon, a short sword, hidden in his bosom.

 

Utanomiya Aya, who was facing him, remained unarmed. She smiled and pointed behind her head.

With a grab, she loosened the knot of her eyepatch.

 

"—Have you ever wondered why the divine artifact of the Tsukinomiya is unknown?

This is the reason."

 

Swish, swish. Leaving only a slight sound of silk, the eyepatch coiled at the girl's feet.

Opening her hidden eyes wide, she fixed her gaze on the Ahamkara at the center of her vision.

 

Two black eyes blinked simultaneously at the center of both gazes.

 

A living artifact with flesh and blood. Utanomiya, the yin aspect of Tai Chi, unleashes its divine power.

The double pupils that foresee the future and seal the past are the embodiment of that power.

 

"At last, I have succeeded in sealing you away.

Good night, Ravana. Sita is waiting for your return."

 

The ending was achieved in silence, and there was no more resistance.

When one noticed it, Sanezaki Yukitsuna was gone, and only an expressionless carved wooden mask remained.

 

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