The main goal of his visit had long since been distracted from hours ago, as Oyochi sitting amongst piles of unrolled scrolls and text which were symbolic to the shinobi culture had been his attention killer. His personality could not control itself in the midst of so much information, so many texts and techniques which were readily at his fingertip to take upon as his own and potentially incorporate into his knowledge database. While many of the scrolls were knowledge about fundamental jutsu usage, others were about the various nature of chakra manifestation and control as a whole, and even more were surrounding various known attributes associated with the known shinobi culture such as professional focuses and bloodline inherited traits. Truly it was impossible for someone to retain so much information in just one sitting so it was his primary focus which drove him towards three main subject areas of study which were genjutsu application practices and laws, controlling chakra flow and sensory abilities, and the last one a more personal matter which was details into the hyuga bloodline trait. Each had it's own golden value to Oyochi's progression while the later simply was read out of shear interest in his rival Kyo's constant recounting of his own clan to the point where Oyochi wanted to know more and potentially understand how to counteract whatever known abilities they had should he and Kyo butt heads physically. The thing he did enjoy about the library was the fact that it never closed and while an Iwagakure shinobi would occasionally pass by and ask questions as to what someone his age was doing reading all these subjects, he would simply notify them of the fact that he was an academy student which generally made him be left alone while not actually satisfying their questions. Occasionally Oyochi would slide some of the scrolls into his knapsack for future reading and observation, something that while not against the code for the library was not exactly looked upon as respectful...a trait Oyochi momentarily threw away in his progressive attitude towards learning what he could. It was in basically pocketing a scroll dedicated to the discipline of fuinjutsu did he notice various papers falling out that did not belong to the scroll itself, as they were encased in seals. His eyes narrowed slightly as he recognized the seal design from his initial mission to deliver documents to that one weird gentlemen, something that made him quickly gather what he could and wisk himself out of the area...
[Mission Complete]
[WC: 417]