[Seshomaru Doujin] Shenyue

The moonlight poured coldly into this Japanese-style house, and there was nothing in the room except for the neatly laid tatami mats.From the wide open window, you can see the lone moon hanging high, without many stars, only the moonlight is as bleak as water.

In one corner of the room sat a young girl leaning against a wall.The girl was asleep, her long hair trailing the floor like silk, her long eyelashes cast a fan-like shadow on her face, the gorgeous and complicated twelve singles had been replaced by a simple and refreshing snow-white kimono, and her exposed calves stood out in the moonlight. white.

Suddenly, the eyelashes fluttered a few times, and the pupils opened, as black as ink.

"Shh-"

Shenyue heard the words and looked around, and saw Kagura opened the sliding door, stepping in under the moonlight, followed by a plain white shadow——Kanna.

"Kagura, according to common sense, I should be dead by now." Shenyue's expression was indifferent, and her tone was also indifferent.

Hearing the words, Kagura stroked his forehead, opened and closed the fan violently, "Didn't I already say that? You won't die!"

"This is not in line with common sense." Shenyue looked at Kagura seriously, "So, I have a guess."

"Guess?" Kagura frowned, looking back with bright red eyes, "What do you want to do?"

Shenyue didn't answer, just stood up, snatched the closed fan from Kagura's hand, raised it high, and stabbed fiercely into her chest.

The black bone fan infused with demonic power was comparable to a sharp blade, piercing Shenyue's chest in a single stroke.

In an instant, blood splashed everywhere, like falling red, and the snow-white kimono was instantly dyed red, like flowers blooming in the snow from the other side, fluttering and beautiful.

"Hey!" Kagura didn't have time to stop, but just stared at her blankly.

But Shenyue just lowered her head and looked at the wound.

really--

In the chest, it is empty.

—without a heart!

That's why such a serious injury can heal, so she didn't die.

"However, even a demon cannot have a heart. So, is the heart in Naluo's hands?" Shenyue asked, her voice as calm as stagnant water.

"Hey..." Kagura snatched the fan, watched the blood flow down the fan bone, there was a trace of sadness in the eyes, a trace of... powerlessness, "Is this how you verify the so-called conjecture? What if you really died? You Don’t you know we don’t have hearts? Don’t you...don’t it hurt?”

Shenyue is still watching the wound at this moment.Because there is no heart, the wound on her chest is gradually healing at this moment, and only the red-stained kimono remains to prove her crazy behavior.

After a while, Shenyue replied one by one: "This is the most direct method of verification. Seeing is believing. This injury is much lighter than the injury caused by the witch's purification arrow, and she should not die. As for the matter of not having a heart, Naraku I didn't mention it to me, so I didn't think about it. Also, I'm in pain."

"You...don't have any ideas?" Kagura asked hesitantly.

"about what?"

"Heart!" Kagura's voice raised a little, "Don't you have any thoughts or feelings?"

"Hmm..." Shenyue folded her arms around her chest, thought seriously, and then said, "Naruo's heart is for control and use. So the biggest risk of having the heart in Naraku's hands is to be used and then die. But just now I died once, and death is just a pain in the body. Therefore, it is nothing if the heart is in Naluo's hands."

"Really?" Kagura smiled upon hearing this, with the corners of her mouth raised in a charming manner, "You're so lucky."

"I remember you saying I was poor."

"Forget that. There's no one luckier than you."

"Let's go, Kagura." Kanna, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke, his voice was pleasant and ethereal.

"En." Kagura nodded and walked out of the room first.

Shen Wu followed closely behind, but before leaving, a pair of black pupils passed through the moonlight and took a deep look at Shen Yue.

After the two left, Shenyue sat quietly in front of the window.The silver glow sprinkled on the expressionless plain face, like a beautiful painting, except that it is not like a living person in the world of mortals....

After a while, Shenyue's hand touched her chest lightly, and murmured, "It really doesn't matter if the heart is in Naluo's hand..."

But why is it uncomfortable?

Is it because of the body?

At this time, Kagura's words suddenly flashed in his ears.

--"You are pitiful."

--"Lucky you."

A voice like the wind filled my mind with a sigh.

Then, Shenyue's hand slid down her chest feebly.

Poor what?

What's so lucky?