[Inuyasha] The male protagonist is a yin sword

After time travelling, she became a spirit, a plum blossom spirit.

Rosaceae, Pygmy genus, vigorous and thin branches decorated with thin red flower buds, she tried to move her arms, and the snow on the flower branches fell with rustling—she turned into a weeping plum.

……Dry.

The days of being a plum blossom are very monotonous. She is either photosynthesizing or photosynthesizing.

She tried to recall her previous life, but the misty memory was vague, and the plant's thinking was slow and stagnant. She finally became a spirit, but forgot her original name.

I don't know where this is, or what time it is now, the surrounding mountains are deserted, and she waited for a long time before the woodcutter resting under her tree came.

With an inexplicable intuition, she shook the flower branch, and the fallen petals were blown by the wind, and slowly landed on the shoulder of that person.

Her consciousness followed the woodcutter away from the hillside, passed through the ancient forest, drifted into the village where humans gathered, attached to different people and went around many places, and finally knew that the current capital is called Pingchengjing.

This Heijo-kyo, in modern times more than 1000 years later, is called Nara City.

The era when Heijo-kyo was the capital was called the Naraku era by later generations.

As a plum blossom essence, she was born at the right time. The nobles of this era admired plum blossoms. Now is the time when plum blossoms are the most popular. The number of poems about plum blossoms in "Manyoji" is more than twice that of cherry blossoms. .

But she didn't take root in Heijo capital, but grew up on a deserted hillside in Musashi country.

Even if it becomes Tokyo in the future, the distant Eastern Kingdom is now just a land of barbarians, and even the samurai group that will seize power from the nobles in the future has not yet grown large.

The days were so boring that she began to fall into a deep sleep intermittently.

When the eyes are opened and closed, Heianjing is established.

Open it again, close it again, Heian-kyo fell, and the Kamakura era when the samurai came to power.

Sleeping and waking up, the capital of this land moved and moved, and finally ran back to Kyoto, and the people in power became the Muromachi Shogunate.

She thinks this is very good, if she continues with this momentum, and if she persists, she may be able to sleep happily until modern times, but unfortunately, things are not as expected, she seems to be awakened by the sound of the earth shaking just after she closed her eyes.

The roots stuck in the ground tasted the smell of human blood, and the sound of thunderous hooves shattered her dream. She woke up from the dream in a daze, and found that the human world had changed, and the Muromachi Shogunate had fallen. The princes of various countries are gearing up, and the era of feudal lords vying for the throne has officially kicked off with the igniting of the wolf smoke.

She originally planned to go back to sleep, the warring states of human beings have nothing to do with monsters, but a group of people suddenly appeared from nowhere and surveyed her hillside for a long time. When she realized it, they had already started to build around it. city.

Those people gave this city a name, called people see the city.

On the day the city was built, the human city lord brought his retainers, offered her tributes of pure white porcelain, and let the beautiful witches dance in the open space in front of her.

She was satisfied, and she decided not to make trouble.

So she changed from a plum tree in the wilderness to a sacred tree in the courtyard of Renjian City.

Life came alive, and when new life was born in the city, babies would be carried in swaddling clothes to her tree for her blessing.

Plum blossoms that bloom in the cold winter symbolize strong vitality and indomitable will.

Although she doesn't have such a beautiful character, it doesn't prevent the humans in the city from interpreting her existence without authorization.

"This is a rather ancient sacred tree."

Yes, yes, words of praise could be more.

"It will definitely protect you in the future, and bless you with a smooth and worry-free life."

Wait... this is a bit overwhelming.

But her life is so boring, watching the seasons turn, the time goes by, every day besides sleeping, she is in a daze, and occasionally let her consciousness attach to a petal, and go out to take a look on the breeze or someone's shoulder.

Plants are lazy, and plant monsters probably don't like to move. She lay on the tree and looked down with her cheeks on her hands.

The thin golden sunlight sifted through the shadows of the trees, and the woman holding the baby had an extremely beautiful face, her bloodless skin was as pale as snow in winter, and she looked more like a spirit that shouldn't exist in the world than her plum blossom demon.

Not long after, news came from the city that the lady was heading west with a crane.

The current Patriarch of Renjian City is not very good. When he was young, this Patriarch was sensual and licentious, so much so that when it came time to leave an heir, only one sick child survived.

The child inherited his mother's appearance, and his personality was not like his rough and domineering father. He was as quiet as a handful of gentle moonlight.

The human child grew extremely fast, as if she had just dozed off, and that figure had already turned into a teenager.

White snowflakes fell from the winter night and covered the branches one after another. The young man who would become the lord of the city in the future stood under the tree. The foggy moonlight shone through the shadows of the flowers. The promenade outside the courtyard faintly lit up the lights of people looking for people.

"...Young Master?" The loyal old servant wondered why he would go out late at night.

The young man raised his head, and at that moment she saw the mottled shadow of the sun sifting through the canopy of the tree. The child at that time stretched out his hand from his mother's arms, gently grabbed the hanging branches, and held the tender green leaves.

Humans are warm, unlike monsters.

The long black curly hair is unrestrained, soft like a hazy cloud, reaching the shoulders of the coat.

"Because plum blossoms are beautiful."

There was a soft snap—

She blossomed.

A small and inconspicuous flower bud of the weeping plum, which was in the flowering period, suddenly popped out from the bright and flowing branch like a waterfall.

She thought she was dazzled, because she was so surprised that she couldn't sit still and fell from the tree.

A strange voice thumped in her chest, she got up clutching her chest, the boy had gone far away, the voice was unfamiliar yet familiar, it hit her chest forcefully, as if it was about to break out of the shell in the next moment.

... No, it's not possible.

She returned to the tree, took a few deep breaths, and recalled the scene just now.

"Because plum blossoms are beautiful."

Crack - buds sprouted from the branches again.

"Because plum blossoms..."

Snapped.

"...beautiful."

Snapped.

"..."

enough!Crackling is really enough!

After turning into a plum tree, she thought that nothing in this world could shock her, but she found that she was wrong.

...I didn't expect her to be a pervert.

She was shocked by this fact.

The demon force drives the flower branches, and the flower branches grow silently in the moonlit night, quietly bypassing the corridor and climbing up the window quietly.

On the eve of dawn, when the sky breaks, the entangled flower branches will slowly retract and return to the appearance of hanging down during the day.

In winter, in summer, when it blooms and when it does not bloom, she hides quietly in the tree, watching the young man who is constantly studying to inherit the position of city lord.

Apart from being weak and sickly, the teenager has almost no shortcomings.But in the age of war, the blemish of infirmity was enough to outweigh all other advantages.

The ceremony of Yuanfu was postponed again and again, and when the boy became a 20-year-old youth, it was finally impossible to delay any longer.

Performing Yuanfu represents adulthood, represents going to the battlefield and participating in the so-called "first battle".

She looked at the figure with long black and thick hair tied up, a helmet with antlers, heavy and cold armor, and a samurai sword with the family crest on it.

The ferocious mask covered the handsome and beautiful face, and the thick helmet cast a shadow, hiding the gentle eyes that always seemed to contain pity.

She let the wind blow up the petals condensed by the evil spirit, and the breeze blew past the team leaving the city, and the plum blossoms floated into the gaps in the armor and hid them.

The clear sky was covered by dark clouds, the battlefield was covered with rain of arrows, the air splashed with human blood became hot, and the ground was shaken by the hooves of the horses, like a mountain torrent.

As the only heir, the Young City Master stayed in the safest tent behind the army, as long as he was lucky enough, he would not need to see blood.

However, a traitor appeared in the team, and the enemy launched a surprise attack towards the rear of the formation. A hidden arrow suddenly pierced through the air, and the petals of the plum blossom flew upwards. The petals fell to the ground, and they were trampled into the mud by the people around them in the blink of an eye.

The figure grasped the handle of the knife, and after an eternity on the battlefield, he unsheathed the knife and decapitated the enemy.

After the battle, the record is counted, and the winner will cut off the loser's nose or ear to count the victory.The young young city lord abandoned the cheering and celebrating team without authorization and returned to the city, sitting motionless by the window, with neither sadness nor joy on his face, as pale as the waning moon in the night sky.

She hesitated for a long time before condensing the entity.

There was finally an expression on that face.

As if seeing flowers that shouldn't appear in this season, the young man sitting by the window briefly showed some surprise.

Demons and ghosts were rampant in the Warring States Period, he shouldn't let her guard down so easily.

"What's your name?"

One sentence knocked her down.

Mistake, she hasn't thought up the lines of the first encounter, so she shouldn't show up rashly.

"...I'm Plum Blossom." It's been a long time since I had a conversation with anyone, and the feeling of her voice shaking her throat was very strange, so she quickly added, "Plum Blossom in the courtyard."

The plum blossom you praised for being beautiful.

In terms of age, she was of his great-great-great-great...great-grandmother's generation.

...Oops, she is really perverted.

The person on the opposite side smiled, the smile was very shallow, the previous feeling of being tired of the world disappeared, and sank into the rippling lake.

"I see, Xiaomei."

Another snap.

She looked out of the window, the plum blossoms in the courtyard were not in season, but in the shadowy night, in the crack of her heart, there was clearly a flower popping out of the gap.

Snapped--

"what is your name?"

After the Yuanfu ceremony, he should have obtained a new name.She was too concerned about the so-called first battle before, and forgot to pay attention to his name change during the ceremony.

"People see Yin Dao." The gentle voice said, "You can call me Yin Dao."

Even though it was an ordinary conversation, her memory suddenly flickered, as if water was pouring, and the suddenly broadened memory turned into a rushing river, the river went up against time, and suddenly broke through the locked gate——

... She seems to know which world this is.

The Warring States Period, monsters, Renjiancheng, Renjian Yindao—all are familiar words.

She just showed up...almost 800 years ago.

She braced herself against the window sill, her temples throbbing.

"What's wrong?" Yin Dao asked her worriedly.

The ground under his feet tilted and rotated, and finally found the fulcrum of balance again.

"……nothing."

She straightened up with a smile, and made a heavy note in her heart:

-Beware of the white baboons.

The author has something to say:

① Nara Period: AD 710-794

②The plot of Inuyasha should have happened in the late Warring States Period, and the plot of the Bailingshan Seven appeared with firecrackers, which were introduced to Japan in 1543.

This time it is probably a short story, thank you for jumping into the pit!I love you all! !