[Inuyasha] Spider Silk

Wuxin Ghost is the third clone created by Naraku.

With two horns on his head, white hair on his back, sharp teeth all over his mouth, his hideous appearance and bad mind-reading ability perfectly complement each other. He is the walking spokesperson for the word "evil"... no, a monster.

The monsters born from the pot have different shapes and abilities. The only thing they have in common is the spider burn mark on their backs.

When Wuxin Ghost was born, Saori was not in the city, and Shi Mengsheng, headed by Xiao Huang, followed her closely. When she turned left, they turned left, and when she turned right, they also turned right. As long as she When she turned her head, they were always three steps away behind her, not far or near, like a black cloud that could not be shaken off, following her behind.

Later, Saori gave up and sat down on a random hillside.

The field is empty, the sky is low, and when the wind blows, fine wild flowers are looming in the undulating grass waves, and a shaman with a cool appearance emerges from the mind without warning, and the quiet and gentle eyes like moonlight seem to have a color of pity.

——"...that kind of existence, it is impossible to learn how to love others."

Burnt marks of flesh and blood, spider-shaped brand marks, as if a heart about to break out, knotted and agitated under the skin.

She has been having the same dream recently, every time in the dream it is Naraku's back, the dark Japanese room is burning with fire, reflecting the bright blade in his hand, with the sound of blood splattering, the blade sinks into the skin of the back , tearing the flesh with spider burns off his body, and throwing it on the ground like a pool of rotten flesh.

It wasn't really a pleasant dream.

Compared with the bloody scene itself, what she cares more about is the other party's extremely skilled attitude in doing this.

The strange fragments are tangled together, seemingly unrelated, but they seem to be closely connected with each other, pulled by a thread, as long as you can find the thread and pull it gently——

The monsters returning to the city flitted across the sky, and the howling wind hit the plains. It was already so late before you knew it, and the sky shrouded in dark clouds exposed the cracks of the setting sun, and it was as bright red as blood.

Saori told herself that she was a mature adult. After returning to the main hall, she leaned out half of her body from the door, and said to the figure sitting by the window in a normal tone as if the two of them had never quarreled:

"Will you be free tomorrow?"

Kanna put away the mirror, only then did Saori realize that there were other people in the room. The mirror surface was rippling like water, and the red figure flashed past, but when she looked again, the cold mirror surface had returned to normal. It reflects the dim light and shadow in the Japanese room in an ordinary way.

It's just that she didn't notice the existence of Kanna, and Naraku sneaked behind her back to do things, and unexpectedly didn't notice her approaching at the first time.

Kanna, who was standing next to him with the mirror in his arms, was obviously expressionless as usual, but somehow he looked a little worried.

Naluo put her hands on her raised knees, and looked sideways at her: "...Why do you ask that?"

"I'm tired of staying in the city, come with me tomorrow..." Saori remembered the fact that the castle town no longer exists, the words came to her lips and twirled around, but she took them back again, "Go out with me Bar."

"I don't have that leisure." Naraku's voice came from the shadows.

"What about your puppet?"

Saori told herself again in her heart that she was already a mature adult and could not argue with a monster.

Naraku seemed silent for a moment.

"...my puppet has other uses." He said in a low voice.

It means that his puppet is also empty.

The moment before Saori opened the imperial curtain, he said, "Kagura."

The wind that was eavesdropping at the side made his body slightly stiff, and he came out reluctantly.

"Why?" His tone was full of impatience.

"You will follow tomorrow."

"Huh? Why me?" Kagura opened the fan, hiding in front of her with an unhappy expression.

Naluo glanced at her, she swallowed her complaints reluctantly, turned her head, and met the expectant eyes of Saori standing by the door.

"Can't you?" Saori asked seriously, "It's fine if you don't have time tomorrow."

After a while, Kagura turned his face away and muttered in a low voice:

"...What a troublesome intimacy."

……

As a serious human being living in the Warring States Period, Saori's means of transportation include horses, including her own legs, but she has never sat on a feather that can ride the wind.

After wandering around the human city all day, Saori, who returned with a full load, hugged the things in her arms, and the whistling night wind blew past her ears. She looked at the lonely moon in the sky and the flowing clouds under her feet with some curiosity, Kagura Seemingly worried that she would fall, he looked back at her several times awkwardly, making sure that she was still sitting firmly behind him, and then turned his head with a click of his tongue.

Thousands of feet above the ground, time seems particularly quiet.

The moonlight was close at hand, and there was nothing but the whistling wind in my ears, and even my mind seemed to be affected for a while, and then became calm.

"……Thank you."

The figure in front paused.

Saori handed over the things that had been prepared in advance.

"……what is this?"

"A full moon gift for you."

Lying in Saori's hands was a pair of earrings adorned with emerald stones.

"Kagura's ears are very beautiful, and they must look good when you wear them."

"……Are you stupid."

Kagura's voice was a little fuzzy in the night wind blowing in his face.

Without looking back, she grabbed the earrings in Saori's hand and stuffed them into the skirt.

The moonlight was quiet, and the cold silver glow sprinkled on her body. Saori looked at the moon, which was close to the sky but at the same time out of reach, and let the night wind curl her long hair.

"Is it because of Naraku?" Kagura's voice suddenly sounded, and Saori froze for a moment, then showed a surprised expression.

"What does this have to do with Naruto?"

"...pretend I didn't say anything." Kagura clicked his tongue, "After all, what's so good about a guy like Naraku?"

Saori: "Yeah, nothing good."

Kagura almost couldn't hold back his head.

Saori: "Except for the good-looking face."

"...I'm such an idiot for asking you."

Saori laughed.

She didn't continue talking for a long time.

The whistling night wind merged with the silent moonlight, and when Kagura thought she would never speak again for a long time, Saori sighed very lightly, jokingly.

"Hey, I only planned to lose my kidney..."

……

The flowers in the clay vase withered again.

In the city filled with miasma, not a single blade of grass grows, even the mountain flowers she picked back with her own hands, will quickly wither into scorched crumbs within a day.

Returning from another day of going out, the people shrouded in miasma see the city silhouetted from behind the barrier, the yarn weaves through the invisible barrier, and the cold evil spirit blows in, and the surrounding air seems to drop instantly. A few degrees, filled with a seemingly non-existent chill.

Ze Mengsheng, who was following her, had completed the task of surveillance, and finally dispersed with a buzzing flapping of his wings.

When passing by the withered courtyard, a ghostly carriage stopped in the open space. Naluo's puppet was leading a beast, and the chain in his hand made a sound of gold and iron as the opponent struggled.

"...What are you guys doing?"

When Saori got closer, she realized that what was lying on the ground was not a beast, but a "person".

The humanoid creature was wearing loose and ill-fitting clothes, revealing a large area of ​​pale skin, long silver-purple hair hanging down, "he" was on all fours like a beast, wearing a strange mask on his face, sharp nails on the gravel Deep dents were drawn on the ground, and he was constantly struggling with the iron chains that bound him.

……

Naraku gave birth again?

"Be careful." Kagura appeared next to her, ""Yuroumaru" doesn't distinguish between friend and foe, even Naraku will attack. "

Before he finished speaking, as if to confirm Kagura's words, Yoshiromaru, who was on all fours, suddenly broke free from the chains.

A sharp silver light flashed past, the sound of cracking wind sounded, and the puppet in baboon skin dodged back. If it hadn't dodged in time, its head would have almost moved in place.

Saori bent down to pick up the chain that fell to the ground.

"...Hey!" Kagura behind him warned, the fan in his hand slightly opened.

"Do you want to change clothes?"

Saori raised her hand and touched Shulang Maru's head, the silver-purple long hair felt unexpectedly smooth, completely different from the other party's ferocious behavior just now.

"Your clothes are dragging on the floor."

Rolled around the mud.

"...It's useless even if you say that," Kagura held the fan in his hand, maintaining a posture ready to attack at any time, "This guy can't understand human language."

But Saori, who also couldn't understand human language, had already pulled up Shuromaru's chain and led him to pick out clothes.

When Hitomi Castle was removed by Naraku, all the things in the city were left behind. She rummaged through and found several boxes of various kimonos. She sorted them by color and pattern, which was specially prepared for this kind of time. .

She took out a purple singlet and held it in front of Shulang Wan.

The young man who was on the ground with chains on all fours arched his back and let out a chilly hiss from the depths of his throat.

... I'm out of breath, I don't seem to like it very much.

So Saori changed into another set of clothes, and held it in front of the other party in the same way.

Unsurprisingly, it was another furious reaction.

Saori turned out all the clothes in the storage box, the guy who looked like a mouthless beast was very picky, until she took out a green dress, and finally put away the clothes that seemed to be violent at any time The appearance of a person.

A dark-colored inner jacket, with a blue-green skirt on the outside, and finally a royal brown shoulder jacket. The young man with a soft and delicate appearance finally no longer looks like a dirty beast, but the habit of landing on all fours is estimated to be temporary. It can't be changed in a while, and language learning must be put on the schedule as soon as possible.

Humans have the rules of human society, and the world of monsters also has the rules of survival of monsters. Those who are useless will be eliminated, and those who are not strong enough will not be able to survive.

Saori tried to call on the monsters in the city to learn to read, saying that knowledge is power, knowledge changes destiny, and books are the ladder for monsters to progress, but very few monsters responded to the call, and only Kami no one persisted in the end.

She doesn't quite know how children of this age learn to recognize characters, so she chose a few textbooks such as "Manyoshu", and started to teach them from the most basic fifty syllables.

But every time I teach and teach, the little girl sits obediently in her arms, and will always be called away by Naluo, a black-hearted bourgeoisie who oppresses child labor halfway.

Kagura, who is rarely able to talk to her in the city, has been so busy flying outside every day recently that he rarely returns to the city when he lands.

"...you did something superfluous again."

After the ghostly carriage disappeared into the miasma, Kagura came to Saori's side, clicked her tongue gently, and pressed her fan gently against the corner of her lips.

"Why bother so much, it's just a tool made by Naraku for his own ambition."

"Whether that guy can survive tonight is still unknown." Kagura said nonchalantly, "That guy Wu Xingui acted so arrogantly, and it turned out that he was killed by Inuyasha..."

The voice stopped abruptly, as if touching a topic that could not be mentioned in front of her, Kagura's expression changed slightly, and his tone suddenly changed: "Anyway, don't always do these useless things."

Cold sweat came out of her back unknowingly, and the posture of holding the fan became inadvertently stiff, but Saori heard what she just said clearly.

Almost by instinct, she asked:

——"Who is Inuyasha?"

Suddenly there was a strange feeling in her heart, like cold and not hot, as if the tip of her heart was pulled by an invisible thread, Saori vaguely understood something, she looked at Kagura, and slowly said:

"Naraku's puppet... who was following some time ago?"

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