[Inuyasha] Spider Silk

Like many cities in the Warring States Period, Hitomi Castle was built on a mountain that was easy to defend but difficult to attack.

The mountain road is tortuous, and behind the solid and thick city walls, there are many arrow towers and turrets. The castle town at the foot of the mountain is the residence of civilians and merchants.If you look down from a high altitude, with the main hall of the mountain city as the center, the mountain roads with towering city walls and even the castle town below the mountain are all layers of protective walls guarding the city.

... When you meet your parents for the first time, you must leave a good impression.

Shazhi put on her best set of clothes, carefully smoothed the folds of the clothes, and while riding on the horse secretly looking around, she did not forget to tidy her hair that was blown by the wind from time to time.

As the young master of Renjian City, it is no surprise that Yin Dao is at the forefront of the team returning to the city.Saori galloped to his side, and the people around cast strange glances at her, but because Yindao didn't say a word about it, she could only look at her with a livid face.

Originally, Saori had thought about her speech when meeting the other party's parents, and made a very solemn draft, but unexpectedly, she was stopped by a serious-looking warrior outside the main hall.

The waiting maid raised her hands upwards, motioning for her to take off the saber at her waist.As for the Yin knife on the other side, it has passed through the gate unimpeded and stepped onto the spotless wooden corridor.

"You follow them."

In front of everyone, he put on a gentle mask that was a bit alienated and indifferent.

...Don't you need to meet your parents?

Saori's eyes widened in surprise.

Yin Dao glanced at her.

For some reason, she stunned and read the meaning of "it doesn't matter if the insignificant person is missing" from the unwavering eyes.

"Please come with me."

The maids in the city wore small sleeves with elegant designs, their voices were soft and pleasant, as if they had pearls in their mouths, and their walking posture was quiet and docile. I don't know how many years of practice they have developed this silent walking skill.

...Are they actually ninjas?

Saori didn't know where they were going to take her, and she wouldn't get a response when she spoke to her, so she just enjoyed the scenery in the city.

Although she had taken a bath before leaving the village, the maids took off her clothes and washed her again from head to toe in a wooden bucket filled with hot water. The soft band was tied up, and he held her face to look left and right, and it took her a while to move her cervical spine freely.

As for the pitted scars on her back, the maids who helped her bath were startled, looked at each other for a while, and ordered someone to bring some plaster.

After working for a long time, they took Shazhi to a strange room with a round window facing the garden with flowers.

"..." Saori looked at the stranger in the bronze mirror, always feeling that something was wrong.

"Where is the Yin knife's room?"

This city is like a maze of twists and turns, with countless corridors and rooms of different sizes.

Hearing this, the maids who were about to leave the room stopped and turned their heads to look at her with strange expressions, as if she had just swallowed the bronze mirror in her hand.

"Don't you know?" Saori put on the same surprised expression as they did, "Then he will come back after meeting the city lord later, how can I find him?"

"..." The leading maid seemed to sigh.She explained in a gentle and polite manner: "You can just wait here for the young master."

The partition is closed.

The partition door painted with landscape paintings is very beautiful. Saori stretched out her hand and touched the strange and flat material.

Alas, how many wild boars did she have to kill to buy such a partition fan?

She sighed in her heart for a second.

Then Saori opened the partition and went looking for a room without hesitation.

Open the door, stare at the people in the room, say sorry, close the door with a slam, and continue to the next room-and so on.

Saori finally came to the spacious room with tatami mats, the beams hung down the imperial curtains, and in the shadowy shadows, the incense burner exhaled smoke. She opened the partitions in the room next to the corridor, the sun poured down, and the lush garden suddenly appeared. came into view.

It is estimated that it is here.

She looked at the surrounding environment curiously. The city was quiet, and the servants who came and went were well-trained. It's boring.

During the Warring States Period, most Japanese rooms had wooden floors, and only rich families could use tatami mats, and most of the time they were used as mattresses for sleeping, and rarely covered the entire room.

Saori lay down on the tatami, looking at the wooden lattice-like ceiling.

...Ah, really, so boring.

Wait, it's really boring.

She rolled from the imperial curtain to the window, and then from the window to the door, feeling a bit of fun in the process of rolling, and rolled to the corridor.

Bang—she seems to have bumped into something.

That thing was not hard, and it didn't hurt at all to hit it. It probably wasn't a pillar in the corridor.

Saori raised her eyelids, and the scene that had stopped shaking overlapped in one place, and what appeared was the face looking down at her cunning knife.

That was the first time she saw him in a formal suit—a dark blue dress embroidered with gold and grass-colored patterns, covered with a vine-purple shoulder jacket, tied with a chest button of the same color, with jet-black long curly hair standing high It was bundled up and spread out like seaweed, two of them hung over the shoulders, the long black hair set off the white face, the person standing in the corridor seemed to be walking out of an ancient scroll, so beautiful that no flaws could be found .

"..." She got up quickly, her brows and eyes crooked with a smile, "You look so good in this dress."

There was a sudden coughing sound from behind Yin Dao, and the old servant who followed behind him showed disapproval, and his tone was controlled very respectfully, "Young master, this is not appropriate."

"It's okay."

Yin Dao's gaze fell on her face, and Saori touched her cheek, which seemed to be a little hot indeed.

"You go down first, Emmon."

The old servant called Youemon hesitated for a moment, bowed his head in response, and retreated while maintaining a stooped posture.

After everyone had left and there were no people left or right, Yin Dao squinted his eyes, took off his gentle and elegant mask, and said in a tone that she was all too familiar with:

"What do you look like now?"

Shazhi unfolded the sleeves of her clothes, looked at her attire, touched her hair tied back, laughed and said, "Isn't it weird? It doesn't look like me at all."

She pinched her cuffs and twirled them around, then fell lightly on the ground, imitating the tone of the maids in the city, and said softly with her voice: "My little girl sees Your Highness the Young Lord."

Before the words were finished, Saori couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.

She wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and stood up straight: "Do you like this style? Or do you like the lively and cute one? The demure and generous one? Or the charming and charming mature style?"

"..." For a moment, the person opposite seemed to show disgust.

Yin Dao looked away coldly, and said: "I told you to follow those maids, but I didn't ask you to obey their orders."

"..." For a long time, she misunderstood the meaning of the other party.

Saori stood up and patted the sleeves made of expensive fabrics.

"You mean, I don't have to dress like this in the city?"

Yin Dao snorted: "If your brain is broken, you can do this."

Saori suddenly became happy: "Then can I return my knife?"

"You can get it yourself if you want it." Yin Dao said concisely.

The yarn weaves into an inch: "Then can I live with you in the future?"

Yin Dao gave her a strange look, and then looked away.

"No." The refusal was super flat.

"Eh? Why not?" Saori turned pale in shock, and stretched out her hand to pull his sleeve, "I've already slept in, why can't I sleep together now? It's my lack of skills..."

The two verbs with completely different meanings were seamlessly spliced ​​together by her. When she said this sentence, Saori didn't blush at all, but seemed extremely righteous.

"Shut up." Yin Dao's face suddenly darkened, and a gloomy red appeared in his pupils.

But Saori is not afraid of him at all, the monsters she beats up like to exude murderous aura all day long, just get used to such things as murderous aura.

"I came here to marry you." She said righteously, "If it's really not possible, you can marry me. I don't mind the formalities in this regard." As long as we can be together.

"No." Yin Dao remained unmoved, and refused in a cold voice, "It will be very troublesome."

"No trouble, no trouble, I'm not troublesome at all."

As long as she can hold hands while sleeping, she is satisfied.

No matter how much Saori jumped up and down to fight for her reasons, she almost raised her fingers and swore that she would never overdo it at night, but the other party didn't back down, and packed her up and threw her back to her room at night.

"..."

Could it be, could it be that the other party actually had some unspeakable secrets about that?

If you think about it carefully, she was in a daze with a fever that night, and she didn't remember exactly what happened.

... She must be out of order!

no!She wants to make a name for herself!

Saori made up her mind to sneak back after turning off the lights at night, but she had no dreams all night, she closed her eyes and opened them again, it was already the morning of the next day.

... No, she does not believe in evil.

But on the second night, the same thing happened again.After washing, she lay on the bed and waited until the maid who served her left the room. It seemed that the moment her eyelids closed, she lost consciousness and fell into a soft and sweet sleep.

Although the quality of her sleep has been excellent recently, and her skin has become smoother, Saori is not discouraged, and decides not to close her eyes all night to resist the attack of drowsiness.

...and then failed again without exception.

Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.

Expensive spices were scattered all over the floor, and Saori looked around guiltily, making sure that no one saw her mistake, swept up the incense ash and secretly buried it in the courtyard outside the window.

That night, she woke up at midnight without warning.

There was silence in the city, and the candles were all extinguished at some point. It was so dark that she couldn't see her fingers. She put on her small sleeves and walked out of the room with a lamp. No sound could be heard in the city of Nuo Da, and it seemed that she was the only one who was awake.

The samurai fell into a deep sleep, and Saori slapped their faces a few times, but the other party didn't respond at all, and probably wouldn't feel anything when their heads fell.

She came to Yin Dao's room, opened the partition and drew the imperial curtain——no one was seen.

The Japanese room was empty, and she called the other party's name in the corridor and courtyard, but the only response to her was still the darkness of the night.

The night dew was heavy, and the small sleeves were tightly wrapped in gauze, holding the light of the candlestick, looking for a figure in the labyrinthine city.

Somewhere, an inexplicable intuition prompted her to stop at the bottom of the stairs.She held up the lampstand a little bit, stretched her arms, and the swaying firelight reflected on the wooden floor. If you look closely, this is not an ordinary floor, but more like some kind of secret door leading to the cellar.

Saori fumbled on the floor, found the switch, and when she pulled up the secret door, the putrid air came blowing like the breath of a giant beast's lung cavity.

The candle flame flickered, then became stable again.

Saori walked down the section of steps along the secret door, and when she was about to open the second secret door on the floor, she suddenly felt a slight tugging sensation on the back of her hand, and the buzzing sound grabbed her sleeve, and she turned her head to look, But it was the one that won the most.

"...Xiao Huang?" She called happily, "Why are you here?"

The fiercest one flapped its wings eagerly, flying up and down beside her, as if it wanted to tear her away from where it was.

Saori stretched out her hand, pointed at its small head, flicked her fingers lightly, and immediately flicked it back and forth backwards.

"You stay here for a while."

As she said that, she opened the secret door, and the fiercest person outside the door suddenly rushed forward, but after all, it was a step short.

With a click, the secret door closed.

The cellar was dark, and Saori held up the lampstand, and the bean-like fire flickered in the dark, illuminating the ancient ground under his feet.She took a few steps, and suddenly felt that she seemed to have stepped on something, adjusted the candlelight and looked down——

Sticking to her feet was a lump of flesh wriggling as if alive.

The author has something to say:

Naraku, who thought her acting skills were top-notch, was going to lose her horse!

Although it is fun to play human pull-up pants, Naraku, a monster with tentacles, is the real sensation.jpg

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