Show me the way of kido.

"Yes, it is indeed something that I dread. I do not wish to act as war is not something that I take lightly, but I do indeed feel the need, nay, the purpose to get involved. After my exi...well after what has happened to me I do believe Earth will be a permanent residence for myself. So perhaps getting involved on its' behalf is not such a bad thing."

As Zunza finished speaking in his heavy germanic accent, he tipped his quill toward Momo as they did share some common ground in that regard. Still they were different in a lot of ways. Zunza had been born to be a weapon for the Western Hierarchy, the ultimate magus that could cast any spell, and master any form of spellcraft he came upon. This was what had been forced into him from day one and as such he had grown accustom to the thought that one day he would be used to kill, but that all changed when the burden of head of house fell on to his unprepared shoulders. At that time, he quickly grew fond of teaching as opposed to pursuing his own personal gain, and even more so had met a man and even a woman who looked at him as more than just a nuclear option. They viewed him as a person, a genuine ally instead of someone who could destroy an army by simple incantation, or as a tool to better their political and economic standing.

Still it was the kinship of magecraft that brought Zunza and Momo to at least mutual understanding. Both of them were skilled in their respective fields and it was clear that he could learn a lot from Ms. Hinamori. She would begin to go over the different types of Shinigami magic and without a word she would find Zunza just writing with reckless abandon, filling page after page with not just her words, but theories. Theories of how to utilize the magic of the shinigami in combination with his own, if she would try to look at his book she would see he wrote in an unknown language. Using the Sugiuran alphabet even outside of the realm as he found the ease of writing in his native tongue quicker for note taking as opposed to writing in a foreign tongue and stumbling occasionally. Plus it was just easier for him to read. When she finally admitted that she would be using a Bakudo as a demonstration, Zunza's hand would finally stop writing, and hold up a single finger to stop her from casting her spell at first. To give him one moment.

He had to see this. Not with the simple, dull grey eyes that she had probably grown accustom to seeing, but his real eyes. He to see this for himself without the benefit of his glasses protecting him. So, he took his glasses off, at first nothing would come of this, but as he opened his eyes the grey of his eyes began to spazz out, changing into their true shape:



"Proceed."

He watched the spell with all out intent, watching as the energy was warped, and moved in such a manner to get it to do what the shinigami wished of it, but in his mind he was also doing more than watching. He was internally practicing the incantation, but more than that he was using his photographic memory to learn how to do the spell, but also how to twist it for his own purposes. To give it the good old Sugiuran twist that he would need to do to use that particular bakudo. After watching the spell and seeing what she had done, he would quickly put his glasses back on, his eyes returning to their normal appearance, and he would look at Momo to see her reaction. However, before he would allow her to talk he quickly tried to quell her fears.

"Do not worry friend...those eyes of mine are not a threat to you. They merely help me see how you work the energy of the spell at a much deeper level than possible by basic means. I wear these glasses to insure that I do not receive massive headaches...debilitating headaches as my true eyes take a lot out of me. I will understand if you are concerned that I am some kind of monster and I must attest...I was made to be one. I was born to be the perfect mage among my people and as far as I can tell there is none stronger than I, I am the greatest mage from my realm, and that is due to twisted and horrible actions. Those actions cursed me with these eyes that can never truly see without me being in pain, so these glasses were invested to keep my eyes in check, and keep my ability to see energy at roughly ten percent of its' true capacity.

I chose to reveal my eyes to you because it was...worth it? I wish to learn the inner workings of your species magic and the best way for me to do so is to see it with my real eyes. So, forgive me for the deception."

Zunza said nothing more as he went back to work, but this time with a diagram, and even some more advanced theories of how to replicate the bakudo, but to also make it a true Sugiuran spell all its own.