Konoha: Naruto will win no matter what choice he makes! Chapter 053

Sacrificing a bit of his good looks.

Darke learned the location of the cat-cat grass related books from Senior Pandora and quickly found a copy of “Ten Thousand Mimicries of the Plant Kingdom” in the library.

On Friday night, the library was relatively less crowded.

Darke poured himself a cup of unscented black tea and began to carefully read the book.

“Mimicry refers to an ecological adaptation phenomenon where one organism simulates another organism or non-living object in terms of morphology, behavior, and other characteristics, thereby benefiting one or both parties. It is a special behavior formed during the long-term evolution of organisms in nature.”

“The biological phenomenon of cat-cat grass originates from mimicry.”

“A typical mimicry system is composed of a mimic, a model, and a dupe.”

“Taking cat-cat grass as an example.”

“The mimic is the cat-cat grass itself.”

“The model is the cat.”

“And the dupe is humans.”

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“The six major organs of plants: root, stem, leaf, flower, fruit, seed.”

“If we categorize cat-cat grass according to plant structure.”

“The part buried in the soil is the root.”

“The tail is the stem.”

“And its body hair is… leaves?”

Upon seeing this, Darke was completely dumbfounded.

According to his initial imagination, he had thought that the “cat” part of the cat-cat grass should belong to the “fruit.”

But now it seemed that was not the case.

The cat fur was leaves, and the body, limbs, and head were like the main body of a cactus, belonging to the fleshy stem.

As for the flowers and fruits…

Every spring and autumn, beautiful flowers would grow on the head of the cat-cat grass.

Once the petals withered, fruits would form.

As for the seeds, they were naturally inside the fruit.

…

Darke continued to read the book, gradually gaining a more detailed understanding of the cat-cat grass’s ecology.

When they were about to flower, they would transport most of the nutrients in their bodies to the top of their heads, thereby stimulating the growth of flower buds, developing into flower buds, flower calyxes, and finally blooming into flowers, pollinating, and bearing fruit.

“This is a very important process.”

Darke drew the entire process as a diagram in his notebook, then circled the head of the cat-cat grass, convinced that he had found the reason.

To corroborate his idea, he consulted many more materials until nine o’clock in the evening when he borrowed another book, “The Dress-Up Master,” and left the library.

Senior Pandora was not always in the library; most of the time, Ms. Bella was on duty.

After Darke returned to his dorm, he first turned on the light, placed the borrowed books on the table, and then walked onto the balcony.

“Meow~”

The cat-cat grass scurried over on its short legs. Darke squatted down and scratched its chin, while his other hand carefully explored the [Arrogance] emblem on its head.

And sure enough, he found a small fleshy bud in the middle of the [Arrogance] emblem!

Feeling the touch of the protrusion against his fingertip, Darke suddenly felt a little excited.

What kind of fruit would the cat-cat grass, having absorbed [Arrogance], bear?

“Speaking of fruits, there are countless magic potions made from various fruits, and even some magic spirit cards require special fruits as core materials. Before it successfully bears fruit, perhaps I can research related magic potions or magic spirit crafting.”

Because he held expectations for the cat-cat grass, he once again felt the joy of petting a cat.

The [Wrath] accumulated in his heart also dissipated somewhat.

After a while, he carried the cat-cat grass to the bathroom, washed it, then placed it on the bedside table. After reading “The Dress-Up Master” for a bit longer, he fell into a deep sleep.

…

But Friday night was not over.

Diana and Rose were still making a ruckus in the common room.

Emma was invited to the Magic Academy’s reading club after the tea party and would be staying up all night.

Pandora, after calming her mind, was preparing for tomorrow’s magic duel competition.

And Witt and Robert, after playing wildly for half the night, returned to their dorms very late.

But shortly after returning to the dorm, Witt quietly pulled open the door, glanced into Robert’s room, and then slipped out of the Knight House tower.

Walking into the silent castle, Witt couldn’t help but recall the afternoon’s experience.

Emma’s final ripple was too heartbreaking.

It almost made him make a wrong decision.

Fortunately, Robert proactively suggested going to the library to study, which gave him hope for change.

“Think of your deceased parents!”

Although Witt had never met his parents, he had grown up listening to stories of heroes.

A hero had always been his idol.

The day he learned from Principal Artemis that he was the son of a hero, he was overjoyed!

And now, looking back at his actions over the past month.

He almost wanted to find a hole and bury himself completely!

→When he first entered the library, he indeed thought so.

→He even set a small goal for himself: to surpass Darke Dimon before the end of this semester!

But two hours later, the difficult arithmetic homework crushed his will.

After exchanging glances with Robert, the two brothers reached a consensus: work hard and play hard!

Yes.

They had also learned Darke’s teachings!

…

The sound of solitary footsteps echoed in the corridor.

Witt drew out [Forbidden Love], and with just a little magic input, pink mist drilled out of the card face, gradually coalescing into a blurry humanoid figure.

He had not forgotten his small goal—to surpass Darke!

And to achieve this, conventional methods seemed unfeasible; he had to find an alternative path.

Following the guidance of the pink mist, Witt once again arrived at the small temple he had visited last night.

The group of “tinkers” clamoring for a holy war were not here.

He cautiously surveyed his surroundings, confirming that no one else was hiding in the corner like he had been last night, before finally standing before the statue.

The statue’s skin had become increasingly delicate, and its pale face emanated a soft glow, as if it could open its eyes at any moment.

Witt pulled out “The Old Chapters,” which he had secretly borrowed from Robert that afternoon, from his shoulder bag, and then carefully flipped through it, comparing it to the statue’s face.

“The Old Chapters” recorded the deities who once ruled all realms. They existed at least five epochs ago, they came from the starry sky, they walked in the abyss, they were once great, they once ruled all realms… They have long been forgotten by history, they are the Old Ones buried in ancient dust!

Half an hour later.

Joy appeared in Witt’s eyes.

He had found a god with a face similar to the statue.

“She was born from the moon, descended upon the earth; she is both the Moon God and the Earth Mother; she specializes in the propagation of all things, unsparing in the blessings of the earth; she is the most beautiful goddess, the mistress of the night, her beauty is eternal, she is sacred, noble, presiding over fertility, childbirth, and love…”

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The Old Ones in this text refer to the literal meaning, with a broad scope and a large amount of original content, not solely referring to the deities in Cthulhu Mythos.

Everything is based on the setting of this book.

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