Crossover: A Different Inuyasha.

Chapter 106: Cute on the outside and fierce on the outside

"Inuyasha-sensei—is that person really alright?" Akashiya Moka hugged Inuyasha's waist, turned her head to look at the man's handsome face, and asked softly from behind.

"Don't worry, teacher, my driving skills are top-notch," Inuyasha replied casually. "That kid is very good."

With the protective barrier set up by his concubine, Aono Tsukine was naturally unharmed.

That collision was merely meant to scare the original male protagonist.

Among harem anime protagonists, Aono Tsukune is somewhat responsible; she's not the kind of disgusting character that makes you want to kill her at first glance.

If it were later in the original series, Inuyasha would most likely not steal someone else's love, but since the story has just begun, then I'm sorry.

The little witch might be one thing, but the vampires, succubi, and snow women in it are all in Er Gouzi's good ball tract.

This time he wasn't with Kagome; he went to wait for her on his motorcycle.

He accidentally bumped into Akashiya Moka's bicycle on the way, and then, under the guise of being a teacher and offering her a ride, he legitimately invited this fragrant vampire girl to sit on the back.

Add to that the bumpy dirt road through the desolate forest, and Inuyasha secretly enjoyed the journey quite a bit.

"Ah~"

The soft, sweet voice rang out again from the back seat, and Akashi Moka tightened her arms around it.

The motorcycle rolled over potholes, its momentum pushing her forward again and again, her chest bumping against Inuyasha's back through her thin summer clothes, only to be bounced back slightly by the jolts.

The early summer breeze was warm and soft, and the fabric of their clothes was almost imperceptible between them.

Akashiya Moka could feel his strong and warm back.

Under the influence of the interaction, Inuyasha was also able to experience that abundance.

Er Gouzi glanced at the relatively smooth road ahead, then noticed potholes appearing in the ground, and complained under his breath.

"The roads around the school are really dilapidated; we'll have to find someone to fix them properly later."

He slowed down the car, turned his head to look at the vampire girl, and asked apologetically, "Are you alright?"

"—N-nothing."

When asked this question, Akashiya Moka blushed and distanced herself slightly.

The next second, the wheel fell into another pothole, and she stuck it to it again.

Over and over again, the jolting and closeness alternated, and a thin layer of tears welled up in the girl's eyes; she was so embarrassed that she was about to cry.

"What a sin, what a sin!"

After reciting "form is emptiness, emptiness is form" in his mind, Inuyasha stopped causing trouble. After all, there was plenty of time in the future. If he really angered the girl, he would inevitably blame himself for not being gentle enough in the future.

Once the road was clear, Akashiya Moka finally breathed a sigh of relief. Her gaze involuntarily landed on Inuyasha's neck, where a scent emanated that stirred her desire.

It is precisely this irresistible, instinctive scent that makes the vampire girl waver between rejecting and craving men.

Otherwise, no matter how naive or unable to refuse people, she wouldn't be so intimate with a man.

With Inuyasha's current superior physique, he has an irresistible attraction to blood-loving creatures like vampires.

Just like cats' feelings towards catnip.

"Inuyasha-sensei————"

Akashiya Moka pressed her body against his, her chest against his back through his clothes.

She rested her chin on his shoulder, her breath brushing against the back of his neck.

"Sha————"

First, the lips, soft and moist.

Then the tips of the teeth grazed the skin.

"Moka drank my blood, so she's mine now."

Inuyasha freed one hand and casually swiped it behind him.

Those were the girl's thighs, half-covered by the hem of the pleated skirt, smooth and elastic to the touch.

"capu—chu~"

He gently pinched it, and a sharp pain immediately shot through his neck.

The sharp tips pierce the skin and penetrate the blood vessel walls.

Blood was continuously sucked out of the wound, but it didn't hurt; instead, it brought a subtle and tingling sense of comfort.

No wonder the legend says that people who are bitten by vampires die with a smile on their faces.

Inuyasha chuckled softly as he listened to the greedy sucking sounds behind his ear and the girl's unconsciously satisfied murmurs.

The oncoming wind intertwined their long hair.

Akashiya Moka, who usually barely survives on ketchup, has now fully awakened her long-suppressed instincts.

She felt as if she had fallen into a dream—no, even softer and more captivating than a dream.

Warm blood spread through her body, enveloping her from head to toe.

It's like being soaked in a spring of just the right temperature, with every pore opening up.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her teeth unconsciously pressed a little deeper into her mouth.

The silver card holder hanging on his chest gleamed slightly in the warmth of the flowing blood.

Deep within her consciousness, on a large bed covered with deep red silk, a figure opened its eyes.

Her long, silvery-white hair was scattered on the pillow, the ends of which were slightly curled.

"----ha."

Rimoka, or rather, the real Akashiya Moka, let out a low breath.

Akashiya Moka is the only daughter of Akasha Bradleypa, the leader of the three Hades and the true progenitor of vampires. Her father is Shuzen Issa, the leader of the vampire clan.

Moka did not take her father's surname, but her mother's. She was on the verge of death during childbirth, and Akasha had no choice but to give Moka the blood of the True Ancestor, thus allowing her to inherit the True Ancestor's legacy.

To protect his young daughter from being devoured by the power of the True Ancestor, Akasha created the Dry Vampire Amulet, which not only seals the power of vampires but also seals Akasha's own amnesiac clone.

So in reality, Moka is Akasha Bradleypa.

"————Really————"

"—A deadly taste."

Rimoka was panting.

The man's powerful blood was flowing through his body.

Like a warm river, it overflows the long-dried riverbed.

Rich and full-bodied.

I felt incredibly satisfied and content.

Rimoka curled her legs up slightly, and the blankets slipped down a bit with her movement, revealing the smooth and fair lines from her shoulders to her waist. Her fingertips unconsciously gripped the edge of the sheet.

"I really want to try it myself—"

Rimoka rolled over, stretching her body out on the deep red sheets, arching her feet and relaxing them, rubbing her legs back and forth.

She closed her eyes and, through her consciousness, memorized the scent of her prey.

"Your people?"

"Take a good look at your own worth!"

"You are the one who belongs to me!"

Outside, a faint demonic aura emanated from Moka, her flowing pink hair subtly revealing a hint of silver-white.

The overwhelming satisfaction of being unable to suck any more brought the vampire girl back to her senses.

Akashiya Moka blinked, her gaze slowly focusing. Close at hand was Inuyasha's sharply defined jawline and pale face.

She suddenly realized what had just happened. The sweet taste of blood still lingered on her lips. Although her body was full of strength, she felt weak and powerless, as if all her strength had been drained away.

"Inuyasha-sensei, what am I doing—" Moka suddenly raised her head, her emerald eyes swirling with a complex mix of shock and guilt.

This was her first time sucking blood. Besides the thrill of tasting forbidden fruit, she also felt a fear of being disliked.

Because of her beauty and intelligence, Moka was isolated in the human school, so she hated doing things alone and always wanted a friend.

The motorcycle had already stopped, and the two of them stopped under the shade of a tree by the roadside.

Inuyasha, who almost crashed, looked down at the vampire girl in his arms, whose eyes were filled with panic and self-reproach, and thought to himself, "This little devil really knows how to suck blood," but his face remained expressionless.

"It's nothing. People eat when they're hungry, and vampires drink blood when they're hungry."

"This is a matter of course."

He glanced at Akashiya Moka, who was clearly unable to accept it, then changed the subject, a smirk playing on his lips, "How does my blood taste?"

Moka's face flushed bright red instantly, and she hurriedly lowered her head, only to find herself curled up in Inuyasha's arms.

The girl tried to sit up, but her waist was encircled by the other person, making it impossible for her to move.

"It's a deal. Once you drink my blood, you're mine."

Inuyasha lowered his head, revealing a villainous smile. "Or are you trying to get something for nothing?"

"I, I, I—" Biao Mengxiang was at a loss for words after being forced to speak.

Her ears were so red they looked like they could bleed, and her gaze darted around, unable to look at him, yet nowhere to hide.

In the space of consciousness, Rimoka leaned against the large bed covered with deep red silk, witnessing the farce outside, and snorted.

"—Useless."

Just like the Jinchuriki and Tailed Beasts in "Naruto", the fluctuations in Moka's consciousness space were clearly perceived by the stronger Inuyasha.

Inuyasha then multitasked, teasing Moka while simultaneously probing the seal deep within the silver cross with his consciousness.

The moment consciousness touched the space, it suddenly changed its appearance.

The room that comes into view is a bedroom with a Western aristocratic feel. The interior decoration is elegant and heavy, and Rimoka is leaning against the headboard.

She looked at Inuyasha suddenly appear, her eyes narrowed, and her mind went blank for a moment.

The silver-haired, red-eyed vampire girl subconsciously pulled the blankets up to her shoulders, revealing her smooth, fair arms and half of her collarbone, while most of her skin was covered by silk.

She stared at the humanoid figure manifested before her, her brows furrowing, her tone cold and wary, "Even ordinary great demons couldn't do this. Who exactly are you?"

"Just your man."

Inuyasha gazed at Moka's wary, delicate face, and smiled. "You've been here so long, don't you want to get out?"

Before he could finish speaking, a sharp whooshing sound came rushing towards him.

Rimoka moved incredibly fast, her long hair casting flowing arcs in the candlelight, and her slender, beautiful legs, emerging from the blankets, swept straight toward his face, enveloped in a biting wind pressure.

"Such a warm welcome?"

Inuyasha raised his hand and grabbed the ankle.

The skin feels slightly cool and smooth to the touch, with smooth and firm lines.

He used that force to pull himself along.

Rimoka's body was twisted in mid-air. Just as she was about to exert force, a force surged up from her ankles, instantly dissipating all her strength.

When she came to her senses, the girl's shoulders and back had already fallen heavily into the bedding, with deep red silk spread out beneath her.

Her long, silvery-white hair was scattered across the pillow, with a few strands clinging to her cheeks and neck. Her breathing became slightly out of rhythm during their brief exchange.

Inuyasha held her wrist with one hand and pressed it against the side of the pillow, while his other hand rested on her ear, his lowered gaze falling on her red eyes.

A lone man and a lone woman, alone in a room.

"----open."

Li Mengkui missed the catch, strands of hair sliding across the back of his hand as he moved, his voice carrying a cold hardness that was forced down after being suddenly suppressed.

She tried to pull her wrist away, but found that the force was pressing down on her wrist bone and wouldn't budge.

The power she relied on proved useless, and a look of panic involuntarily appeared in Li Mengkui's eyes. All her composure and arrogance vanished at this moment.

Inuyasha lowered his eyes, taking in her bewildered expression, and smiled slightly.

"Useless."

Upon hearing these familiar words, Li Mengkui felt a burning sensation in her ears, a thin blush creeping up her cheeks, and even a slight glint of tears welling up in her eyes.

"----you!"

She bit her lip, suddenly stood still, and was about to smash herself into Inuyasha's smiling dog face, even if it meant mutual destruction, it would be better than being held down and laughed at by him like this.

But just as Rimoka exerted her strength, the grip on her wrist suddenly loosened.

The pressure that had been pressing down on her vanished in an instant, and her body, like a bowstring without a fulcrum, tilted sharply in surprise.

Without adjusting his posture, Blade Blood Demon rolled to the side due to inertia.

The crimson silk chicken was caught by her legs and feet, and was blown down with her, swirling into a messy wave between the bed and the floor.

Li Mengkui fell face-first onto the carpet, landing on her shoulder and elbow with a dull thud.

The bedding slipped off her body and piled up between her waist and legs. Between her open collar and disheveled hem, large areas of her fair skin were exposed to the warm yellow candlelight.

Li Meng, still sprawled on the carpet, propped herself up on her arms, looked at the grinning Inuyasha before her, and muttered a curse under her breath.

asshole."

"Ah~"

A hand suddenly covered her from behind, patting her waist. Li Mengkui subconsciously uttered a voice as cute as Biao Mengkui's.

As soon as she finished speaking, she seemed to be burned by her own voice, her whole body stiffened for a moment, and then she suddenly grabbed the bedding scattered around her and scrambled into the corner between the bed and the wall.

She buried her chin in the edge of the blankets, leaving only her eyes showing, staring warily and angrily in the direction where Inuyasha had just been.

"I am the powerful demon, the Ugly Blood Demon, I have no fear of you!"

She spouted wild words, gripped the bedding tightly, and scanned the surroundings with her eyes. It took her a while to realize that Inuyasha had already taken Moka and set off again on their motorcycle.

"What a despicable bastard!"

As if afraid of being overheard, Li Meng cursed under her breath.

She straightened her back, her full breasts trembling slightly, and went to bed to continue sleeping, but she couldn't fall asleep no matter what, fearing that if she closed her eyes, Inuyasha would be lying next to her.

"Sooner or later, we'll have to make him bleed dry—"

Li Meng licked her lips and curled up on the bed like a cat, "Mmm~"

The low growl of the motorcycle engine gradually faded into the distance along the dusty dirt road.

Inuyasha held the handlebars with one hand, the wind blowing in his face, brushing the ends of his hair back.

Behind her, Meng Kui wrapped her arms around the man's waist, her cheeks flushed.

If it weren't for the numerous unequal agreements signed with the vampire princess, her life would be over.

Meanwhile, in the ancient castle, the main base of the Land of Otogi, the sky above Yukihito was torn apart by pure, intense purifying light.

Midori stood in front of the monster, dressed in samurai armor over her white robes and crimson hakama. The blade of her longsword shimmered with a liquid-like light, resembling a small sun held in her palm.

The light rose from the sword, reaching the sky and splitting open the perpetually accumulated smoky clouds above the Land of Ogi, revealing a line of clear, almost transparent blue light.

The first monsters to be touched by the light disintegrated in its form.

From the edges of the scales to the body, the demonic aura was peeled away and evaporated layer by layer, revealing the pale and fragile soul beneath.

Those souls were drawn out and lifted in the light, like countless ashes blown by the wind, rising into the depths of the dissected sky.

The elite guards of the Land of Otogi fell one after another in the light, their weapons falling from their hands and hitting the ground with a chaotic clanging of metal.

Even the ugly blood demons, who draw their power from blood and are known as S-class demons in the demon realm, covered their chests under the light and knelt down one after another.

The Supreme Commander of the Land of Otogi, the current head of the Crimson Dye Factory, and the incredibly powerful Ugly Blood Demon Crimson Dye Gyokuro, whose power is no less than that of Hades, stood on the highest terrace of the city, his modern suit fluttering in the strong wind.

She stared at the courtyard below, which was being swallowed by the light, her face pale.

A dull ache from the depths of her soul was climbing up her spine, one vertebra at a time; something was robbing her of her strength.

"----impossible."

The sound of Zhu Ran Yu Lu was torn apart by the wind and dissipated at the boundary between light and fortune.

Further away at the edge of the plaza, a figure stood on the broken stone steps, his aura emanating from him.

Meng Kui's father, the leader of the world's strongest monster organization, the leader of the Ugly Blood Demon Legion of the Zhu Ran Gong Killing Squad, who married two wives, Zhu Ran Yu Lu and Akasha, and had a mistress, Alkade Bing'er—Zhu Ran Yi Cha stood there.

Unlike others, he did not fall down easily. His long hair was embroidered with light and swept back, revealing his angular face.

The demonic power vibrated outwards from within, spreading outwards in concentric circles, even causing the air to emit a low hum within that vibration.

"Wu Bing, you defeated the chairman of Yanghai Academy, and you also captured Dongfang Bubai of the Western River. My Ugly Blood Demon clan has been forced into this situation by you. Do humans really intend to exterminate all monsters?"

Zhu Ran Yi Cha stared at the warrior Wu Bing, whose aura was as pure and lofty as the heavens and even more oppressive than that of Alkad, and used all her strength.

The power, comparable to that of a [Celestial Venerable Transformation], shook the surrounding area. However, when it touched the light of the Ci Cui Zi sword, it seemed to have encountered some insurmountable obstacle and collapsed.

"It won't be a complete extermination; it's just a thorough cleanup and a change of landscape."

Cui Zi walked forward with her sword in hand, and swung it down at Zhu Ran, who was still struggling.

Boundless light shines down upon heaven and earth.

Zhu Ran knelt on the ground, supporting herself with one hand on the broken stone surface. Her gaze passed through the pure and flawless light of purification and landed on Cui Ziping's serene face, which resembled that of a temple deity.

Finally, he closed his eyes in resentment.

Cui Zi lowered her sword.

The light receded from the sword's blade, and the flowers that had once bloomed closed their petals in the twilight.

She turned her gaze to the distance not far away.

The little witches are chasing after the monster that died in Lanwang. Around their necks, they all wear white jade that can collect souls.

Distinguishing between good and bad demons is too troublesome, and simply using force to intimidate them is not very effective. Cui Zi's idea is to kill all the demons and then revive them.

It displays both domineering power and benevolent rule.

Mix it with the ways of the hegemon.

"The final target is the sealed-off true progenitor of the ugly blood demon, Arkad."

Midori walked deeper into the Land of Otogi, and on the horizon, the Chaos Pearl slowly fell back into her palm.