To the best of his ability, Itachi can determine that what he is seeing and experiencing is somehow reality instead of illusion — but if he explores the area around the cottage, he will find that if he walks far enough, something starts messing with his perception of things, almost as if there's a barrier of sorts separating this particular area from whatever might surround it. This is where his Illusion Senses would start to go off; instead of the area being illusion, it seems that a powerful illusion conceals it from its surroundings.
As for the cottage, as soon as Itachi enters it, he'll find that it is not unoccupied: in a corner of the room, a man wearing a soldier's uniform is sitting down, seeming like he may have huddled there for warmth... yet now, he breathes steadily, eyes closed.
Aside from the man, though, it doesn't seem like there's much in the cottage: two small rooms, one of them containing a bed that's been neatly done and not slept on for possibly months; in the larger room, there's a little kitchen corner with a few pots and pans hanging over a stove. In the middle of the room there's a table, two chairs around it, and scattered on it, there are papers — magic theory, by the looks of it, with questions written by one hand and answers with another. Other than that, there doesn't seem to be anything of note in the cottage.
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To the best of his ability, Itachi can determine that what he is seeing and experiencing is somehow reality instead of illusion — but if he explores the area around the cottage, he will find that if he walks far enough, something starts messing with his perception of things, almost as if there's a barrier of sorts separating this particular area from whatever might surround it. This is where his Illusion Senses would start to go off; instead of the area being illusion, it seems that a powerful illusion conceals it from its surroundings.
As for the cottage, as soon as Itachi enters it, he'll find that it is not unoccupied: in a corner of the room, a man wearing a soldier's uniform is sitting down, seeming like he may have huddled there for warmth... yet now, he breathes steadily, eyes closed.
Aside from the man, though, it doesn't seem like there's much in the cottage: two small rooms, one of them containing a bed that's been neatly done and not slept on for possibly months; in the larger room, there's a little kitchen corner with a few pots and pans hanging over a stove. In the middle of the room there's a table, two chairs around it, and scattered on it, there are papers — magic theory, by the looks of it, with questions written by one hand and answers with another. Other than that, there doesn't seem to be anything of note in the cottage.