[Inuyasha] The male protagonist is a yin sword

The plot has changed.

According to the original storyline of "Inuyasha", Yin Dao did not usurp the throne, and the lord of Hitomi Castle did not leave the scene so early.According to the original development of the story, the city lord of Hitomi Castle would be possessed by the spider demon manipulated by Naraku, who would set a trap to lure the exorcist to the city to kill him, and then be killed by the evil knife to see through his identity.

Coral, who is an exorcist, is a member of the protagonist group. The massacre of the exorcist is one of the core plots that promote the development of the plot and deepen the hatred of the protagonist and his party towards Naraku. It stands to reason that it should not be changed so easily.

Now the story has obvious deviations, and everything seems so weird, as if there is something she doesn't understand completely out of control.

The darkness spread towards dawn, the ashes of the censer curled up the remaining smoke, the figure lying behind the imperial curtain slowly opened his eyes, and the light brown pupils reflected the light of day.

"Maybe one day, I will become the same beast."

Not long after saying this, Yin Dao, who was still running a high fever, lost consciousness.

She hadn't figured out how to answer the other party's words at that time, only heard a bang, the blade fell to the ground, and her hot and heavy body suddenly fell towards her, and the thin pajamas were drenched with sweat.

Yindao seemed to have expected this to happen, and his retainers handled the matter in an orderly manner. Coupled with the fact that the original city lord was unpopular, the coup took place extremely abruptly, and the voices of opposition within the family were quickly suppressed. go down.

A few days after Yindao got rid of the high fever and woke up from a lethargic state, the sky was bright outside, and the birdsong in the mountains could still be vaguely heard.

She watched him sit up, his seaweed-like thick black hair fell down softly with his movements, making his already bloodless face paler, he looked around, carefully searched every corner of the room, and looked from her The place where it is is passing by, and the slightly hoarse voice seems to whisper:

"... Xiaomei?"

She softened for a moment, but that was all.

Yin Dao's eyes turned around immediately, and his eyes didn't move anymore.

"So you're here." He said gently, as if it was his mistake that he didn't see her just now.

The way he smiled at her was completely different from the way he broke into the dormitory with the knife in hand. The breath on his body was soft and clean, like a shimmering lake in spring.

Anyway, she had already appeared by accident, and it would not help to pretend to be invisible now, she dawdled for a while, parted Yulian and came to Yindao's bed.

The two hadn't had a normal conversation for a long time, and the state of Yin Dao was obviously not right that night. Now she wanted to continue the topic of that night, but now seeing the other person's appearance as usual, the words that came to her mouth were Somehow she couldn't speak, as if she had missed the best time to speak at that moment.

"...are you feeling better?"

"I feel better."

After a few words between you and me so dryly, she fell silent.

She wanted to make jokes heartlessly like before, and confuse things with a smile, like before, when the other party was in a depressed mood, she would tell him what she had seen and heard as a monster over the past few hundred years, or make him do whatever she wanted to do. Admit that plum blossoms are more beautiful than cherry blossoms.

She wanted to watch him make tea, read a book, talk to his retainers, and do all the boring things for monsters.

She didn't even mind him arranging flowers, stroking the flowers of other plants with those beautiful white hands.

But she couldn't look at his face seriously, as long as she touched his eyes, she couldn't help but want to lower her head and bury herself deeply.

"...how did you know?" She looked at the incense burner on the lacquer plate, let her eyes fall there, pretending to appreciate the pattern and texture of the incense burner.

At that time, in the middle of the night, Yin Dao and his attendants arrived in a very timely manner, just blocking the only way for the two of them.

Yin Dao: "It was Naraku who told me."

She raised her head and looked away.

Yin Dao's expression was normal, and a lot of information was omitted in one sentence: "He told me that something happened in the courtyard, so I led people to rush there."

She opened her mouth, but because she was surprised, she didn't speak immediately.

"I know you don't trust Naraku."

Her heart lifted.

"I also don't think this person should stay for long."

Her heart sank back into her stomach.

"Leave the rest to me, you don't have to worry." Yin Dao stared at her face, "I will also tell other people in the city that you are the doctor I called into the city recently, no one will doubt you identity."

She was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that night, densely packed tree roots that acted with autonomous consciousness covered from the ground to the ceiling. If humans saw that scene, they would definitely think she was a terrible monster.

... He clearly saw it.

Even if others didn't remember to see clearly because of the dim light, as the first person to rush into the bedroom, Yin Dao must have seen the scene at that time.

"...It doesn't need to be so troublesome."

If she really became that kind of doctor, wouldn't she have to be by his side all the time.

Yin Dao's expression dimmed: "Don't you want to?"

She remained silent, acquiescing to this statement.

"Why?" Yin Dao's voice was very soft.

"Why do you..." His tone was full of blank bitterness, "You don't want to see me anymore?"

She couldn't answer, because if she answered, the feelings hidden in her heart would be invisible, those days and nights, the love that burned her heart like a fire that would never dry up, would turn into sharp The thorns, the overgrown weeds, tore the wound she had tried so hard to heal, bleeding again.

"Can't we go back to the past?"

After hearing what the other party said, she felt confused—what was it before?Is it the days when she is with each other as a friend?Is it because she is desperately enduring love and watching him carefully every day and night?

What was she to him?

friend?family?

"..." Her throat moved slightly, and she heard herself say, "I can't do it."

The feeling of wanting to escape came again, just like the instinctive reaction of a living being in the face of pain, she avoided the other party's sight and whispered, "I can't go back."

She has no way to be a "friend" or a "close person", like a plant that is close to the water source but withering little by little, just stay by the other party's side.

After that spring night, she couldn't do it, and she couldn't do it again.

She stood up abruptly, Yin Dao's voice changed slightly: "Xiaomei?"

A strange voice sounded from outside and outside at the right time, interrupting Yindao's unfinished words. The figure was lying on the ground of the corridor, with its head hanging low.

"Excuse my apologies."

The person who came was Yu Ji's personal maid.

Passing through many long corridors, the hanging imperial curtains swayed in the wind, and the long ribbons brushed against the mirror-like floor. An undressed girl was sitting by the window, and it was said that she hadn't closed her eyes for several days.

"What's your name?" Yuji grabbed her hand before falling asleep.

"... Xiaomei."

The other party didn't ask her if she was a monster.

Yu Ji repeated her name several times in her mouth, her eyelids gradually closed, and her breathing became smooth and soft.

She stayed with Yu Ji for a few more days.

If she was still afraid, she suggested to Yuji that the old city lord is still being imprisoned in the dungeon, and she can take the maid down to beat people at any time until she will never have nightmares again in her life.

Yu Ji opened her eyes wide at that time, and stared at her for a long time.

"is it okay?"

"Of course." She picked up the wooden box next to her, "You can still hit him with this until you are relieved."

Yu Ji did not say yes.

She bent her eyebrows and showed a trace of a smile that had not been seen for a long time.

That night, Yuji did not wake up from her dream again.

The girl's condition gradually improved. During this period, Yin Dao came several times, and each time she waited in the corridor outside.

"I have contacted her family." Yin Dao told her lightly, "They will take her back."

After becoming the city lord, Yindao became increasingly busy, and the alliance with Yuji's family had completely failed because of the previous city lord's reneging on promises.

At this time, the window opened with a snap, and Yuji popped her head out from the window: "I won't go back!" Then she closed the window with a snap, and quickly shrank back.

"..."

She coughed lightly: "Yu Ji is still a little afraid of men, it's better for you to stand farther away."

Yin Dao: "You call her Yu Ji now?"

"That's not the point." She gestured in the direction of the courtyard: "Why don't we talk over there?"

The human beings in the city are no longer surprised by her existence. When they saw Yindao who was the lord of the city, their tone and posture became more respectful than before.

"My lord." "My lord." This happens when you pass a crowded place.

At first glance, the prostrate maids and servants look like autumn rice fields, and the harvester of this rice field is the sickle called power, although its handle is now held in the hands of humans who do not intend to exercise it.

After becoming the city lord, Yin Dao's behavior is still gentle, which is completely different from the previous generation of city lords.

What "the same blood flows in our bodies", she felt that what he said before was worrying unfoundedly, and the events of these years were enough to prove that Yin Dao was different from his father.

After walking around the corridor, the surroundings became quiet, and suddenly there was a slight force on her sleeve, she stopped her steps and looked behind her.

"Xiaomei." Yindao grabbed her sleeve, and gently held a small corner of her sleeve with her index finger and thumb, "I have something I want to give you."

He took her to the room next to the Japanese room, and opened the partition door painted with landscapes, flowers and birds.

The "something" in his mouth is the kimono that fills the room.

"You've been wearing the same clothes all the time." Yin Dao said softly, "It may be nothing to a monster, but as a human being, it's better to change it occasionally, so that it's not easy to reveal your secrets."

She subconsciously wanted to refuse, but the words of rejection came to her lips, and seeing the expression on the other party's face, those words seemed to be stuck in her throat.

She looked down at her hands and remembered that in order to make the scene more convincing, she deliberately tore the sleeves of her clothes.Of course, that dress is something transformed by the evil spirit, and it can be restored without sewing.

"...I see." She thought for a while and added, "Thank you for reminding me."

Yin Dao responded in a low voice, his expression seemed to be slightly disappointed.

His gaze remained on her back until she disappeared behind the screen, and that gaze did not disappear.

...It should be her illusion.

The colors and patterns of the kimono are exquisite, and vary according to the seasons, occasions, and people's status, but she is just a monster, and she doesn't understand the twists and turns of the doorway. She randomly picked one that fits her identity as a plum blossom spirit The kimono is worn on the body in twos and threes.

She poked her head out from behind the screen, Yin Dao didn't look at this side, he turned his back to her, and looked in the direction of the courtyard in a daze, the previous sight was indeed her illusion.

It was obviously an illusion, but she didn't know why, but she just felt a little weird in her heart.

She moves away from the screen.

"Is there no problem?" Yin Dao turned his head, not looking like he was in a trance before.

The light brown pupils are clean and soft, and the white face reflects the sunlight outside. The young city lord with black hair looks like a beautiful picture scroll. She couldn't help but feel ashamed of her doubts just now.

It was her heart that was too dirty.

"...No problem." She pretended to be indifferent, "It's just a change of clothes, what's the problem?"

She took a step, passed by Yin Dao, and when she was about to leave the room, he suddenly stretched out his hand:

"and many more."

The gentle and jade-like voice sounded in her ears, she almost turned her head, but fortunately she didn't do so, because the other party bent slightly without warning, wrapped her arms around her waist from behind, and helped her adjust the belt of the small sleeve .

"This belt is to be tied like this."

He explained patiently, pinched one end of the tie with his fingers and pulled gently, like peeling cocoons, and gently untied the first wrong knot.

With the warm body temperature on her back, her mind went blank, and all thoughts were cut off suddenly, leaving only an infinite stretch of silence.

In the overwhelming silence, she could clearly feel her own violent heartbeat, and choked out all the voices welling up in her throat.

The blood boiled hot, and the memory revived from the dark corner, and the branches grew, tightly intertwined, fixing her body and limbs in place, leaning rigidly against the chest of Yindao.

The clothes on his body were stained with the smell of incense, she smelled the sluggish fragrance of flowers on that spring night, the faintest fragrance became a deadly poison, her immobile body fell into sweet memories, her reason seemed to be split in two, half Want to escape, but the other half can only indulge in it.

She turned her face away in embarrassment, and even the soft clothes rubbed against her cheeks, causing a slight tremor in her body uncontrollably.

The love that grows savagely does not make any sense, and is so stubborn and strong that it is almost hateful.

She shouldn't have come.She shouldn't accept the other party's kindness.

Now that she has decided to alienate, she should follow through to the end, instead of letting her inexplicable soft-heartedness ruin all her previous efforts.

The time has never been so long, and the breathing that fell on her ears gradually changed from calm at the beginning to trembling. It must be the illusion of her trance, but the white fingers did not leave after tying the last knot. Slightly went up and hugged her waist.

"...Xiaomei." Yin Dao hugged her from behind.

That voice was familiar but unfamiliar, with a gentle aftertaste, but much lower than usual.

"Why were you crying that night?"

He held her, his eyelids drooping.

"Please tell me," he asked her, "what did I do wrong and where did I go wrong?"

She moved her lips with difficulty: "No..."

He did nothing wrong.

How can you be wrong if you don't love someone.

"You still refuse to tell."

He seemed to know that he should let go, his arms trembled slightly, but in the end he just held her tighter.

"But even so..."

He couldn't understand why he was like this, his suppressed voice seemed to seek relief, and he pressed against the side of her neck like a warm kiss.

"That night..."

Yin Dao whispered.

"Can you not share similar nights with others?"

The author has something to say:

①Different from the kimonos of later generations, the obi with small sleeves in this period was tied at the front with a knot.

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