"..."

Hearing this, Kagome's expression was awkward for a moment, and he curled his fingers, "That, no need."

Kikyo raised her eyes, no need? Does she not need to treat him? A sense of emptiness rose for no reason, only for a brief moment, making her frown.

"Well, the wound healed very well, just continue to use these herbs, it will be much more convenient later, and then-"

She paused for a second, and quickly continued, "Let Master Miroku check your wound, no need for me to continue..."

"No!" Kagome exclaimed in denial, turned her body to Kikyo, and what she wanted to say made him shy, but she still said it seriously word by word.

"What I mean is... no need to apologize."

Unexpectedly, Kikyo shook her head, "No, it's my fault. I was worried that touching your back would make you feel itchy, so I moved to the side without consent, trying to avoid it, but it seemed to be counterproductive... Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Kikyo's tone was calm, her expression was indifferent, and there was no abnormal emotion, like a normal doctor asking a patient.

"Hmm~" Kagome shook her head to deny, her expression was tangled, and she whispered in a low voice, "I'm not uncomfortable."

"What?" The voice was too soft, and Kikyo didn't hear it clearly.

Kagome took a breath, "I said--"

"I'm not uncomfortable, but Kikyo, you had a strange reaction after touching here."

As soon as such a confession came out, Kagome's nervous emotions poured out like a flood. He avoided looking directly at Kikyo, and was embarrassed to loosen his hands tightly around his belly.

"I, I'll let you touch it."

"But, Kikyo, don't touch here." Pointing to the position above the thighs below the waist, the place Kagome covered was exactly on both sides.

Originally, there was a belt tied there, and under Kagome's large movements of holding it tightly, it hung loosely on the hips and slid down with her breathing.

Kagome was totally unaware that he didn't dare to look down at all, "It's here, it's weird, it feels numb when you touch it, it's okay on my stomach, Kikyo, just don't touch it down."

It's so weird... Before, he was ticklish on his stomach and back, how come he was ticklish on both sides of his waist...

Eh? Wait, did he just say something even weirder?

Kagome's brain was confused for a moment, what did he say?

Touch down.

Touch down.

? ! !

"Kikyo, no! That's not what I meant!" Kagome's neck turned red with anxiety, and her hands shook out afterimages, "I mean you can touch it, no, you can, you can... just touch it, I don't feel uncomfortable, don't bother Miroku, you can continue..."

Ah - what did he say -

The word order is confusing, totally disorganized.

At the end, Kagome also found that her language was disorganized, and she lowered her hands dejectedly, her head drooping, "...I'm sorry, Kikyo."

"Why apologize?" Kikyo, who had been listening for a long time, finally interrupted.

"...I don't know." He himself couldn't figure it out. Kagome clasped her hands, and the blush on her cheeks did not fade. "I don't know what I want to do, but... my heart tells me that I don't want you to stay away from me, Kikyo."

Stay away... Kikyo looked at the distance between the two, "I'm not very far away."

"Ah, not that far away." Kagome scratched her head, thinking for a long time and couldn't come up with an adjective. He suddenly looked at the hand on Kikyo's leg and hesitated for a moment, "Kikyo, can I borrow your hand?"

Borrow what? Hand? Kikyo was puzzled, but nodded.

"Okay."

With consent, Kagome held Kikyo's hand, as cold as ever, and pulled up the hand that he easily wrapped, covered by the hem of the clothes, reached in, and put it on her stomach.

Cold and hot, two extreme temperatures, Kagome took a deep breath, skin to skin close contact, Kikyo could clearly feel Kagome's body trembling, her throat tightened.

Both of them were a little stiff.

"Huh... like this." Kagome exhaled, "this distance."

He wanted this "not far away".

He wanted to get closer.

When Kikyo said to let Miroku come, Kagome felt a sense of crisis - Kikyo wanted to "keep distance".

No, he didn't want it.

Kagome was stunned. When did his possessiveness become so strong?

As soon as the idea came out, Kagome was distracted and the strength in her hands loosened a lot. Kikyo reacted at this time and quickly withdrew her hands and put them in her wide sleeves.

Kikyo took a breath. Kagome's words disturbed all her calmness. She closed her eyes to cover the violent shock in her eyes.

When she opened her eyes again, the look she gave Kagome was completely different from the previous indifferent and casual attitude. Kikyo found that...she might need to be serious.

This person, this boy, has desire for her.

Not good, no...very bad.

I used to think that the boy's feelings came suddenly and went away quickly. As long as they spent more time together, they could eliminate their wrong dependence on her, let Kagome fight and lose her admiration for her ability, and not resist Kagome's approach, and get along with her generously and openly... I thought that they could gradually become friends.

But now it seems... it seems that when she was unaware, Kagome's feelings did not decrease, but became stronger.

Both of them looked like they were thinking with their heads down.

"Ali."

Kikyo spoke.

"Hmm?" The brown eyes raised, and there was still confusion in them.

Kagome waited for a long time, but Kikyo still didn't continue. He blinked and his eyes became clear again. He didn't understand, but--liking someone will have a possessive desire. He knew that he had the same desire for Inuyasha.

He liked Kikyo, so he had a possessive desire, which made sense.

Then forget it. Kagome said before Kikyo spoke, "Is the wound healed?"

Kikyo was interrupted when she was about to speak frankly. She paused and slowed down, "... Yeah."

"I'll pick up the herbs."

She quickly picked up the herbs on the ground and wrapped them in a bag. Kagome climbed up and held them in her arms, "I'll put them in the backpack. We can get ready to leave later."

He didn't wait for Kikyo to speak, turned around and strode away, walked to the backpack, put the bag into the backpack, and the sound of Shippo and the children laughing and playing surrounded his ears.

"Chiu." Yunmu saw him and called.

"Yeah." He smiled at it, "It's healed."

The children surrounding Shippo on the other side saw Kagome coming back, and ran over, "Big brother, do you have any candy?"

"Yes."

"Can you give me some more?" eagerly.

"Okay, I'll look for it."

Kagome smiled and lowered her head to look for candy in her backpack. Suddenly, her movements froze. He lowered his eyes. He didn't know when his hands in the backpack had already clenched into fists.

He saw the changes in Kikyo. She was always calm and composed. When she called his name, Kikyo herself didn't realize that the emotions in her eyes had not completely dissipated.

She wanted to reject him.

Intellectually, Kagome knew that Kikyo seemed to be more inclined to pamper and indulge him like a younger brother. She liked him... but she didn't like him.

She didn't like herself.

Kagome's eyes were sore, her chest was sore, and she couldn't breathe uncomfortably. He pursed his lips tightly, and pressed so hard that his lips turned white.

"Big brother?"

"Hmm? Oh, wait a minute." There were still people waiting for him. Kagome frantically rummaged through her backpack with both hands.

The child in front of him tilted his head and asked carefully, "Big brother... why do you look like you're going to cry?"

"Eh? Really."

Kagome tried to raise the corners of her mouth, but the forced smile didn't work, and she looked even sadder.

"Because... I forgot that I don't have any candy anymore."

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