【Inuyasha】White Moonlight and Vermillion Mole

It is unknown when Naraku chose Hitotsu Castle as his lair. The entire city was transformed by his demonic energy.

As soon as he left, all the servants and ministers in the castle were stunned, their mouths wide open in shock.

At this time, even children understood that their own city lord was a demon incarnation.

When he turned his head, the old city lord had already turned into a pool of white spider silk, and the guards protecting him were so scared that their faces turned pale and retreated again and again.

"So the city lord..."

"The young city lord is also a demon!"

"Ugh." Uh, these are the concubines serving the old city lord. They covered their faces and knelt on the ground, vomiting non-stop.

Although the old city lord did not summon them to serve during this period, they also accompanied him for a long time. Seeing this scene... thinking of its true appearance as that ugly spider demon, I felt sick in my heart.

The psychological shadow of this life is probably just like this.

After the war, people depended on each other and supported each other. The demon hunters cleaned the battlefield and helped to repair the houses after the war.

It was not that there were too many free time, but that the remaining ministers gave too much.

Coral's father smiled kindly. After finishing this job, he didn't need to accept commissions for a few months, and he also made more sophisticated equipment. Good, great.

Kagome half-squatted and looked at the direction where Naraku left with regret.

Naraku was just a little bit away...

Kikyo's expression was as calm as ever, and she put away her bow, "Escaped."

"Ah."

Kagome sighed. At this point, he didn't say anything more. Just as he patted his knees and stood up, his ears roared, and the buzzing sound of electricity was disconnected with a snap.

The world seemed to be spinning, and the dizzy feeling was like an invisible force. A big hand from the ground grabbed his ankle, making him unable to stand.

Oops, I got up too hard.

It was pitch black in front of my eyes, and my consciousness was floating in the air.

"..."

It seemed like someone was calling him. Kagome tried to listen, but she couldn't hear the content clearly. She subconsciously reached out to touch the direction of the sound.

She muttered, "Come closer, I can't hear..."

Then...then the connection was completely cut off.

When he woke up, he opened his hazy eyes, and his vision gradually became clearer from blurry. In front of him was the swaying wooden roof.

Roof? It looked familiar. It was the carriage prepared by the demon hunters.

Kagome moved her head and wanted to turn around to look around, but the needle-like pain in her temple made her close her eyes and hiss in pain.

His brain-

"Hurt?"

The clear voice came from above like a spring, nourishing Kagome's dry and cracked brain.

Hmm? Above?

He seemed to be lying down.

Then...

The chaotic thoughts were not enough for Kagome to think more complicatedly. Before he could move his eyes, a white hand reached out from the side, pressed the fingertips on his temple, and kneaded it with just the right strength.

"Is this better?"

Kagome blinked, her eyes flickering slightly.

Without getting any response, Kikyo showed a puzzled look, tilted her head and looked down at him.

The silky and smooth black hair fell from her shoulders because of the movement of lowering her head, brushing against Kagome's face and falling beside his ears.

The cold touch on her temple, cheek, and ear finally made Kagome half awake.

Eh?

Eh? ! !

What is he doing...

"Mr. Higurashi, you finally woke up."

The hoarse voice of a middle-aged man sounded beside her, and Kagome turned her neck stiffly.

Facing the kind eyes of Coral's father, and... Coral Miroku, with a long smile on his face.

"Everyone, everyone is here, hahaha."

Kagome pulled the corners of her mouth and raised an unnatural smile. At this time, he completely realized his situation.

Kikyo's knees.

He rested his head on Kikyo's knees.

Taking a deep breath, Kagome stood up stiffly and helplessly. After getting up, she looked at Kikyo and laughed twice, trying to ease her embarrassment, "It's better, it's better."

"Thank you, Kikyo..." She said she wanted to put her hands together to show herself, but the soft touch in the palm of her right hand made Kagome stunned again, her neck cracked and she looked down.

Kikyo's other hand was firmly held in his hand, and the fingers were inseparable. Kagome's fingertips moved slightly, and her dull eyes had a slight reaction.

"!!"

He hurriedly pulled out his hand, "I'm sorry! I didn't mean it, and I don't know what happened, I, I,... Ah cut!"

The words were finally ended by his big sneeze.

Shanhu clenched her fist against her lips, her shoulders shrugged, her eyebrows curved, and she tried not to smile, "Ali, when you were unconscious, you held the hand of this witch tightly, and you couldn't separate them."

"Ah~ this methodIt is indeed a good idea. I can try it next time. I didn't expect Mr. Kagome to be so serious. So..." Miroku pinched his chin, with an expression that he had learned something.

Suddenly, the soft flesh on his waist was rotated 180 degrees by a brute force. Miroku grimaced and twitched his eyebrows, and then closed his mouth.

Kagome blushed with shame, covered her face and dared not look at Kikyo. She felt strange in her heart. When she was a girl, she had almost no discomfort in contact with other men. Maybe she had Inuyasha in her heart at that time, so she could be focused and ignore everything.

And now , he felt a little weird, an indescribable awkwardness.

Even if he gave up his relationship with Inuyasha, Kikyo was a girl... Although his body was a man, he had a girl's heart!

Why should he be shy?

Why should he be embarrassed? !

It was just holding hands. He and his three best friends had hugged and cuddled, which was more intimate than holding hands... Could it be that after becoming a man, his mind was also distorted?

Thinking of this, Kagome seemed to feel better. Relying on self-hypnosis, he coughed twice, licked his dry lips, and calmed down. A mess of thoughts.

"That me..." When he looked into those dark eyes, the words he wanted to say were stuck in his throat.

Kagome turned her head to face the outside of the carriage and hit the wooden edge of the window hard.

"Hiss——" Kagome's face wrinkled in pain.

Kikyo:...What happened?

Miroku scratched his head helplessly.

Coral laughed, A Li, he is too innocent.

Coral's father:...Is he old and doesn't understand the thoughts of young people nowadays?

It was completely a self-directed behavior of the body. Kagome didn't know why she did this. He pressed and rubbed his red forehead with his hands. Besides the pain, there were question marks that were about to overflow from his eyes.

And the strange emotions in his heart that were hard to understand about his actions.

So strange...

Kagome's drowsy brain couldn't prompt him to continue thinking, and soon her eyes turned into mosquito coils.

Kikyo and Coral's father's thoughts were surprisingly unified. She witnessed all the actions of Kagome after she woke up, but she didn't guess what Kagome wanted to do.

Her face was also very red. Was this... a fever?

It seemed that there was only one answer.