Crossover: A Different Inuyasha.

After exercising with Kaede indoors, Inuyasha pushed open the lattice door and entered the corridor.

Feeling the north wind blowing in his face, the silver-haired half-demon stretched out a big yawn, his back making loud joint sounds as he stretched, his face showing the words "refreshed and invigorated".

Actually, he didn't want to win over Kaede so quickly. He was still thinking about whether to wait for Kikyo to be resurrected so that the two sisters could happily play cards together.

But then I thought, with the meat practically in my mouth, I'd feel bad for my carefree life if I didn't eat it.

If you like it, just do it.

"Now that we have Kaede's sample, next time we summon souls, we'll go find Kikyo."

"If she's reincarnated, then I'll wait for Kagome twenty-nine years from now. If not... should I revive her prematurely?"

As Inuyasha was pondering, a black figure gracefully rose from the eaves below and landed beside him.

Yura, who wasn't a fan of kimonos, changed into a refreshing and convenient sexy ninja outfit.

The female demon looked at the silver-haired half-demon with teeth marks on his neck, touched her red lips with her fingertip, and gave an ambiguous and alluring look.

"Young Master Inuyasha, between Kaede and me... who makes you feel more comfortable?"

Inuyasha stretched his neck and glanced sideways at the wicked demon. "Next time you say something like that that stirs up trouble, you'll be punished according to family rules."

Jieluo's legs trembled at the mention of "family law"—she knew that feeling all too well.

Neither above nor below, his entire body was crushed and violently stitched back together, even the gaps between his bones were filled with the aura of Inuyasha.

I feel both nostalgic and fearful; just hearing those two words makes my waist ache slightly.

But the female demon, who had washed herself clean last night but waited all night and then all morning, still pouted in dissatisfaction and snorted, "How boring."

She crossed her arms, raised her chin, and adopted a cold tone.

"Sesshomaru is looking for you, and looks like he wants to chop you up and feed you to the dogs right now—oh wait, you are a dog yourself."

"Aren't you a dog's woman too?"

As long as there's no internal fighting, Inuyasha is quite easy to talk to. He casually raised his hands, and Yura reached out to adjust his belt.

The female monster's movements were fluid and graceful, clearly indicating that she had done it countless times.

The dog looked down at the section of her fair nape that was exposed when she bent over, and occasionally caught a glimpse of the cleavage beneath her neckline. He couldn't help but say, "Alright, I'll make it up to you properly tonight."

Jieluo continued working with her hands, then looked up and glared at him, a large part of which was a softened reproach. "I'll remember that, not a single day less."

In this world without magic, Inuyasha is a walking source of magic.

Merging with the soul of a female demon will also bring a slight increase in source energy.

In other words, the dog now is a magical version of the Shikon Jewel.

"You little devil, just wait till tonight I get my hands on you!"

After uttering those harsh words, Inuyasha leaped down from the corridor. "I'm going to find Sesshomaru. You've been working hard all day; lead the servants to clean up the manor."

Jieluo watched Inuyasha fly away, then glanced at the closed lattice door, did nothing more, and turned to assign tasks.

It's just a human toy; decades from now, it'll be nothing but a pile of bones.

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The sun was high in the sky, and the morning frost in the courtyard had long since melted away. The winter sun warmed the stone slabs under the eaves.

Sesshomaru sat under the eaves of the corridor, with a low table in front of him, on which were several plates of plain dishes and a bowl of white rice.

Jaken crouched in the shadow of a pillar three steps behind Sesshomaru, holding a rice bowl bigger than his own face. He took a bite of rice and glanced up at the entrance to the courtyard.

Take another bite, take another look.

Wow, it smells delicious!

"Following Lord Sesshomaru around, I haven't had a proper meal in ages."

The little demon felt an urge to cry, but seeing Sesshomaru's oppressive aura, he held back his tears.

Finally, Inuyasha walked into the courtyard entrance, bathed in the midday sunlight, looking as if he had just finished something important and was in a very good mood.

He hummed a little tune as he saw Sesshomaru in the distance, waving and greeting him, "Sesshomaru, is the food to your liking?"

Sesshomaru frowned.

His eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze shifting from Inuyasha's face to his collar, where the cloying scent of rouge wafted over.

"Inuyasha"

Big Dog's tone was filled with undisguised displeasure, "Spending all your time with women will make you weak."

Inuyasha walked in, shrugged, and wasn't offended by the words; instead, he laughed.

"weak?"

He plopped down opposite Sesshomaru, rested his hands on his knees, and tilted his head to look at the big dog. "So, Sesshomaru-nii, could you protect your weak little brother?"

"What nonsense are you spouting?"

Sesshomaru stared at Inuyasha, his eyes filled with a deep chill, like frost silently creeping across a windowpane in a winter night. "You, wielding Father's demon sword, even as a half-demon, are not allowed to be weak!"

"Otherwise, even if you are my brother Sesshomaru, I will kill you with my own hands!"

The big dog, who has yet to be warmed by anyone, is still prone to shouting and threatening to kill at the slightest provocation.

Inuyasha shrugged, not bothering with the chuunibyou at his peak, "Heh, you talk like you can actually beat me."

Sesshomaru's aura instantly turned cold, and Inuyasha also stopped smiling, meeting his gaze. Their eyes met in the air, and for a moment, it seemed as if tiny electric currents crackled in the air.

The wicked observer had already brought the bowl to his face, revealing only a pair of terrified round eyes, fearing that the Poisonous Flower Claw and the Soul-Scattering Iron Claw would sweep past him in the next second.

He originally wanted to substitute Dangdang for him, but the two brothers' interaction was too dangerous.

One wrong move and you could be finished.

"Inuyasha, you're arrogant!"

"You're the arrogant one!"

Speechless at this rebuttal, Sesshomaru, unable to find a response, fell silent again.

At his younger brother's house, eating his brother's food, and despite having lost face the night before, Sesshomaru's pride made it difficult for him to turn his back on him.

"If we don't see eye to eye, even half a sentence is too much."

Sesshomaru stood up abruptly, turned and walked towards the entrance of the courtyard, clearly unwilling to see his younger brother's sour face again.

"Alright, alright, enough joking around." Inuyasha's voice came up from behind. "You've been waiting for me all morning, you didn't just come here to argue with me, did you?"

Sesshomaru didn't stop walking; he merely turned his head and coldly uttered, "Even without that sword, I am still invincible!"

"Will you still see your father?" These words drifted into his ears, and Sesshomaru, who was about to take flight, suddenly stopped and turned to look at Inuyasha, who was sitting cross-legged.

"My father is dead..."

As he said this, his brows furrowed slightly, and a thought flashed through his mind like a fish swimming by, which Sesshomaru suddenly seized.

"So Father was suppressing Cong Yunya in the Underworld. No wonder I couldn't find him."