Crossover: A Different Inuyasha.

Who cares?

"I've already transmigrated, why should I care about the plot? I'll do whatever makes me happy."

Inuyasha composed himself, put his arm around Yura's slender waist, and amidst the female demon's coquettish laughter, they returned the way they came.

Upon returning to the mountains and forests of the present world, he picked up the black pearl from the ground and gave it to Jieluo.

"Keep it safe, there may be a day when you have to go back to the crevice again."

"Young Master Inuyasha, is this a token of our love?"

Jielu blinked, and under Inuyasha's slightly aroused gaze, smiled as she stuffed the black pearl into her ample bosom.

"I feel like this isn't a good way to put it. Let me see if it will fall."

Inuyasha stretched out his dog paw.

As dusk settled, the wind in the forest carried the scent of grass and earth.

The two embarked on their journey home.

He came for the Tessaiga, and left with a legendary sword at his waist.

The conflict in the Western Kingdom has temporarily come to an end, and Donglan and the other monsters, including Langyeqian, have gone their separate ways.

With the tasks of building the city and finding the magic already underway, Inuyasha's task now is to go to Kaede Village and enjoy some time as a master.

During this time, quite a bit of trouble was caused, such as a demon breaking into the daimyo's mansion where Inuyasha had lived as a child, and a demon being killed by a sorcerer.

Every few days, new news would be brought by the demons. Inuyasha would handle some of the work that he had to do as the leader, while the rest of the work would be taken care of by his subordinates.

He built up his power so that he could have an easier life, not so he could be a babysitter.

And so, the Red Demon and the Black Demoness, having made a name for themselves, continued eastward toward Maple Village.

As dawn breaks and dusk falls, mountains and rivers recede beneath our feet.

Two months later, at dusk, the setting sun dyed the sky orange-red, and a familiar scent wafted over—Maple Village, we had arrived.

Inuyasha stood on the high slope at the entrance of the village, looking at the houses with smoke rising from their chimneys, the silent sacred tree in the distance, and the hillside where Kikyo lay in eternal rest in the distance, and let out a long breath.

"I'm back."

Jieluo stood beside him, following his gaze. She felt no joy at returning home; it was simply a matter of following her husband wherever he went.

Inuyasha withdrew his gaze and said, "The main force will arrive in a few days. I'll take you around to see the surrounding area and make some plans. You'll be my chief steward then."

In his plan, the sacred tree and the bone-eating well, which are considered treasures, will become the back garden of the castle lord's mansion, and the original location of Maple Village will be the future location of the castle tower.

Then the inner and outer cities were gradually expanded. In those days, it would take several decades to complete a magnificent city.

But Inuyasha wasn't in a hurry; he had plenty of time to meticulously refine his capital.

When everything is finally done, Kagome will probably arrive too. Then I can move in and live with her.

As for the fact that we have taken over Musashi Province, which is the future Tokyo, let anyone who has a problem with it go and reason with Tessaiga.

Using their speed, the two of them quickly surveyed the location.

As the moon rose and its silvery light bathed the village, Inuyasha finally pushed open the door to Kaede's house.

Inside, a campfire crackled, and a pot of delicious fish soup simmered on the fire, releasing a rich aroma.

Inuyasha sniffed the air, looked at Kaede kneeling by the fire simmering soup, and waved with a smile, "Kaede, I'm back."

"Have you missed me?"

"I've been thinking about you for years, and you're back in less than three months."

Feng stirred the fish soup in the pot with a wooden spoon, turned his head and said irritably.

"I sensed demonic energy as soon as you returned. Who came back with you?"

Inuyasha walked to the campfire, picked up an empty bowl that had been prepared nearby, and handed it to Kaede with a smile, saying, "A friend. I'd like you to meet him sometime."

He went to great lengths to get the female demon to stay at the sacred tree for the night.

While it's not impossible to bring Yura to someone's house, even Inuyasha wouldn't do something as stupid as bringing his current girlfriend to his wife's house to sleep.

Time is a wonderful thing; there are very few things it cannot change.

As you spend more time together and your roles change, many things will fall into place naturally, and there's no need to experience any dramatic or chaotic situations.

"I've been craving your fish soup on the way here; the taste of home cooking is still the best."

Feng took the bowl, filled it to the brim, and handed it back, but he didn't mince words, "Stop flattering me. You're eating and drinking well outside, you've forgotten about this simple meal."

"No way."

Inuyasha picked up the bowl, blew on it, took a sip, and squinted his eyes. "Hmm—Kaede's cooking is still the best. The meat grilled by those demons in the Western Country is nowhere near as good as your soup."

Feng's lips curved slightly, then she quickly pursed them, tucked her stray hairs behind her ears, and asked casually.

"Is everything taken care of outside?"

"It's done."

Inuyasha gulped down his soup and mumbled, "I also recruited a few subordinates, so the village will be a bit more lively from now on."

Feng didn't ask any further questions, but simply nodded and added another handful of wild vegetables to the pot.

The firelight illuminated her profile, making the eye patch over her right eye appear particularly glaring in the light and shadow.

Inuyasha laughed, picked up the bowl and drank it all in one gulp, then handed it back, saying, "Another bowl, please."

Feng cursed "a starving ghost reincarnated" while taking the bowl, filling it to the brim, and handing it back.

The campfire crackled, and the steam from the fish soup filled the room. Outside, the moonlight shone like water, and inside, a bowl of soup and a meal were served.

After eating and drinking his fill, Inuyasha lay down on the floor, rolled over, took out a small medicine bottle from his pocket, and casually placed it beside him.

"Here, I found this outside. Just apply it to your eyes, and it should restore your sight."

Maple, who was clearing the dishes, paused, not looking at the jar of medicine, but instead focusing her gaze on Inuyasha, who was lying on the floor with an indifferent expression.

The firelight danced on his silver hair, casting flickering light on his profile.

It was as if he had just casually said something like, "The weather is nice today."

Feng's eyes flickered slightly, and his throat bobbed gently.

After a long while, she lowered her eyes and continued to gather the bowls and chopsticks together, her voice indifferent, "...I understand."

Inuyasha didn't say anything more, turned over, facing away from the campfire, and closed his eyes.

Feng washed the bowls and chopsticks, dried his hands, and sat down on the wooden shelf in the corner of the room.

She looked down at the jar of medicine, reached out and picked it up, holding it in her palm. The jar still carried the lingering warmth of Inuyasha's embrace.

She didn't open it, but just held it quietly for a while before tucking it into her clothes.

The campfire gradually died down, the night grew dark, and insects chirped outside.

Feng turned to the side and glanced at the silver-haired half-demon who was breathing evenly. His lips moved slightly, but no sound came out.

She turned her head and gazed at the moonlight outside the window for a long, long time before closing her eyes.