Crossover: A Different Inuyasha.

Chapter 99 The End of the Thirteen Years in the Eastern Kingdom: Who Left Hagoromo Gitsune Here?

On the eve of the Lunar New Year in the thirteenth year of the Eastern Kingdom.

The thin winter sunlight spread across the courtyard of Higurashi Shrine, making the frost flowers on the sacred tree glow slightly.

Inuyasha sat in the living room, holding a cup of hot tea. He turned his head and looked at Kagome's mother, who was clearing the dishes. After thinking for a moment, he finally spoke.

"Auntie, would you like to come to my house for the annual party? It's tomorrow, it'll be quite lively."

"No, I have a lot of people at home, so I don't want to cause you any trouble."

Kagome's mother didn't stop what she was doing; she turned around and smiled at him.

"Of course, if Kagome wants to go, you can take her."

Kagome, who was hunched over a low table doing her winter break homework, looked up when she heard this, pointed to herself, and said, "Mom, isn't it a bit much that I'm not at home during the New Year holiday, but instead going to his house?"

"I haven't agreed to marry him yet!"

That's what he said, but the tone was no longer the same as it had been in the first month, which was full of resistance. It sounded more like a casual complaint, with a hint of "you need to pay attention to me".

After nearly a month, the Higurashi family had already gotten used to the existence of this "fiancé who fell from the sky".

Although Kagome still occasionally teases him, she complains less and less when he takes her for a drive in the night sky, and instead often unconsciously moves closer to him.

At the tender age of first love, encountering such a stunning young man, even if you stomp your feet in anger, what young girl in the throes of first love could resist his handsome face, magical magic, and the secret between the two of you?

This is a super white-haired character who has been sublimated from the combination of a ghost fire boy and a blond guy!

"It's bound to happen sooner or later, it's good to get used to it in advance." Kagome's mother didn't seem to care at all. While stacking the plates, she casually added, "I also believe that Inuyasha won't do anything bad."

"Mother--!"

Kagome's face flushed red.

She didn't dare to argue with her mother, so she could only turn her head and glare at Inuyasha, as if she wanted to concentrate all her firepower on him alone.

Despite being a half-step JC (military officer), no matter how hard she glared, she couldn't create much of a sense of pressure; instead, it only made her eyes appear brighter and rounder.

Inuyasha met the gaze, picked up his teacup, took a sip, and remained calm.

It was as if they had the other party figured out.

"No, I still have homework to do!"

Realizing she couldn't win, Kagome grabbed her textbooks from the table and ran upstairs, her footsteps echoing loudly on the wooden stairs.

Inuyasha put down his teacup, stood up, and said, "Auntie, I'm going to find Kagome."

This reaction undoubtedly stems from a reluctance to admit defeat, and a desire for someone to offer a way out.

Kagome's mother waved her hand, "Go ahead, don't let her stay bored by herself."

Soon after, soft footsteps echoed down the stairs.

Kagome changed into a green kimono, the front of which was neatly folded, and the sash was tied into a neat bow at the back of her waist.

Her long hair was carefully gathered up, with a small flower hairpin tucked behind her ear.

She stood in the entryway, lowered her head to tug at her sleeve, then looked up at Inuyasha, waiting for him to say something.

The latter gave a rather straightforward compliment, which prompted Kagome to hum softly.

"Inuyasha, you can't stay overnight."

Kagome's mother's voice was tinged with laughter, but she showed no sign of backing down.

"Don't worry, Kagome will be brought back safely before midnight."

Inuyasha then turned around, naturally took Kagome's small hand, and left the house under the watchful eyes of Kagome's grandfather, who was crying in the corner, walking up the long steps of the shrine.

"Inuyasha, where are we flying to?" Kagome looked up, her tone filled with curiosity and a hint of nervousness.

Inuyasha kept everyone in suspense, then smiled mysteriously and said, "To another world."

"————?"

Kagome stopped in her tracks.

These past few days, a young girl who's been engrossed in shoujo manga, reading through countless dreamlike stories late into the night, suddenly had a series of ominous images flash through her mind—elopement? Suicide pact? Or something like that—the adult world?

Her expression changed several times, and she opened her mouth, her voice barely audible, "Inuyasha, I'm still a child."

Inuyasha paused for a moment, then looked up and flicked the other person's head.

"What are you thinking about?"

As he spoke, he took out the Mirror of Time with his other hand. Tiny particles of light spread outwards from the center of the mirror, condensing into a semi-transparent light gate in front of the two of them.

"Come with me, let's go home." Inuyasha clasped his five fingers together, took Kagome's hand, who looked bewildered and nervous, and stepped into the gate of light.

The annual banquet for the thirteenth year of the Eastern Kingdom was held on both sides of the approach to Ruri Shrine.

The banquet looked much the same as in previous years, with long tables lined up on both sides of the path, and cups, bowls and plates neatly arranged.

The rising steam, carrying the aroma of wine and the smoky scent of roasted meat, was swept away by the night breeze and scattered into the star-studded sky.

However, there were many unfamiliar faces standing on both sides of the approach.

Kagome was led by Inuyasha up the stone steps. Before she could even get used to the steps, her eyes were drawn to the various figures on either side of her.

On the left, a nearly eight-meter-tall earth spider sat cross-legged on the ground, its muscles bulging like the roots of an old tree.

Four thick arms were crossed in front of him, and his face was covered by a hideous ghost mask, but the gaze emanating from the mask was surprisingly peaceful.

During the Battle of Kyoto, in order to test the strength of the Wind Cave Mage, he was directly swallowed by the Wind Cave. He was able to get out now thanks to the Red Lord of the Eastern Kingdom.

Even someone as proud and arrogant as Tsuchigumo had to acknowledge the vast gap in strength between the two.

Inuyasha had thoroughly researched the Wind Tunnel, a powerful weapon that could easily defeat the strong with the weak and could potentially be mass-produced.

The Wind Cave has been removed from Miroku's father's hands and grafted into the hands of the Black Witch.

Together with Inuyasha, Tsubaki discovered many additional functions based on spatial barriers and curse techniques.

At the same time, this Wind Cave Curse is also an unrepeatable miracle of Naraku.

Kneeling beside the Earth Spider was a huge skeleton, a fellow sufferer from the Wind Cave—the Wild Skeleton.

It has only a skeleton, but its body is half a head taller than that of a ground spider.

The headless creature's head and neck had separated, and the head was now suspended above its shoulders.

The tengu folded its black wings and bowed slightly when it saw Inuyasha's figure in the distance; beside it was a small old man who exuded an aura of authority.

Behind them were many more monsters of various shapes and sizes, including handsome men and beautiful women, and even Onmyoji dressed in hunting robes and sorcerers holding tin staffs.

Regardless of which one it was, when Inuyasha led the girl along the approach to the temple, they both turned to the side and lowered their heads.

Without exception.

Kagome thought she would be scared.

But the way those monsters bowed and made way for her was so respectful that her tension dissipated almost entirely without her realizing it.

The little girl tightened her grip on Inuyasha's fingers slightly, her gaze sweeping over the figures of the hundred demons and a thousand monsters, and said subconsciously.

"Wow, that's amazing!"

Inuyasha turned his head to the side, the lamplight and starlight falling simultaneously on the slightly upturned corners of his mouth. "There's something even more amazing inside."

Kagome followed his gaze—at the end of the approach, where the lights were more concentrated, the main hall emerged in the night.

There were many people there, and the aroma of wine and laughter wafted out from between the open doors; inside were all high-ranking officials from the Eastern Kingdom.

The Nura Clan and Kyoto Clan, belonging to the East and West regions respectively, are not yet qualified to enter World One.

Inuyasha led Kagome along the last stone steps of the approach to the main hall.

As he stepped across the threshold, the previously scattered conversations inside the hall all fell silent.

Dozens of figures stood up from the banquet: the Eight Yama Generals, the cats of the Fighting Division, the patriarchs of various demon clans, the priestess of the Ruri Shrine, several important ministers of Zenkenkyo, and the new faces who had made meritorious contributions in the past year.

"Greetings, Lord Red!"

His voice was deep and resonant, like a drum that was struck simultaneously. The lingering sound lingered between the beams of the hall for a moment before slowly dissipating.

Kagome was startled by the sudden turn of events and stopped in her tracks. She gripped Inuyasha's fingers tightly and heard a voice transmission in her ear, "Don't be nervous, this is your home."

She looked up and saw that the hall was covered with a dark red carpet, and behind the long tables on both sides were imposing figures.

"Yes, I know."

With an innate pride and a natural affinity for grand occasions, Kagome straightened her chest and followed Inuyasha onto the carpet.

As she stepped onto the high platform, her appearance caused many people in the hall to glance at her slightly.

She noticed the change in gaze but didn't understand why—until she saw the priestess standing on one side of the platform, looking down at her.

Dressed in white robes and scarlet trousers, with flowing black hair, her brows and eyes were cool and aloof, and her face was dignified.

That face bore a striking resemblance to hers, like a mirror that had been altered by time, reflecting two different ages of the same person.

Kagome was stunned.

Kikyo was also looking at her.

Two gazes met in mid-air, like two leaves falling on the same pond, each creating a ripple.

Kikyo's gaze slid from Kagome's face to her clasped hands with Inuyasha's, then lifted again, lingering on Inuyasha's face for a moment, without saying a word.

That single glance clearly said, "Explain to me later."

The silver-haired half-demon casually released Kagome's hand, gently pushed Kikyo's back towards her, and placed her in the empty space left beside the priestess.

Kagome stood next to Kikyo, feeling both nervous and close.

On the other side of the platform, Yura narrowed her eyes, her gaze darting back and forth between Kagome and Kikyo, the two twin flowers, a playful smile playing on her lips.

Lingyue Fairy glanced at Kagome, then turned her head to look at Sesshomaru, who had sat down again, all alone, and sighed softly.

Having long been accustomed to all kinds of gazes, Inuyasha strode to the center of the high platform, picked up a full wine cup from the table, turned to face the people in the hall, and raised the cup high.

"Gentlemen, please."

"Congratulations to my Eastern Kingdom!"

Dozens of figures were inside the hall, hundreds and thousands were outside, and millions of figures were high in the sky raising their glasses at the same time. The wine rippled with golden light in the lamplight, reflecting the eternal moon on the horizon.

In the thirteenth year of the Eastern Kingdom, the night, illuminated by lights, moonlight, and countless figures, came to a perfect end.

Night had fallen, and only one lamp remained lit at the entrance of the Higurashi Shrine.

Inuyasha, holding Kagome's hand, quietly pushed open the door. Before he could even take off his shoes, he saw the living room door being pulled open.

Kagome's mother, who hadn't slept all day, came out wearing a light coat.

She caught a whiff of alcohol emanating from Inuyasha and became somewhat angry. "You child, are you even old enough to drink?"

Knowing he was in the wrong, Inuyasha glanced at Kagome beside him, giving her a look that seemed to say, "Say a few words for me."

Kagome changed into indoor slippers in the entryway and glanced back at the silver-haired half-demon.

Scenes from the banquet flashed through his mind: women of different temperaments and outstanding appearances approached him one by one with wine cups, smiling and raising their glasses to him; some even stood beside him for a few more moments.

She was sitting at her seat with her juice, and could see everything clearly.

"Serves you right."

Thinking of this, Kagome gave a soft hum, turned her head away, and slid up the stairs in her slippers.

My girlfriend's angry, and I bet the women in my family are angry too, including my mother-in-law.

"This is difficult!"

Inuyasha watched Kagome go upstairs. Kagome's mother said, "What are you still looking at? Come with me quickly," and pulled him into the living room. A moment later, she brought out a cup of hangover tea and handed it to him.

"The old man drank quite a bit of alcohol today. This is hangover tea; please finish it."

Inuyasha took the tea, sipped it slowly, and looked miserable.

Kagome's mother sat down opposite him and began to reprimand him point by point: "You're too young to drink," "Drinking is bad for your health," "You're taking Kagome out, you can't lead her astray"—her tone was gentle, yet it carried a persistent, irrefutable quality, like a spring drizzle.

Inuyasha didn't say a word in response, listening obediently, occasionally nodding, and occasionally replying, "Auntie is right."

Only after the hangover tea was finished did Kagome's mother stop talking, nod in satisfaction, stand up, and wave to him.

"Alright, be careful on your way back."

"Goodnight, Auntie. I'll come see Kagome again in a few days."

Inuyasha put down his cup, stood up, bowed slightly to her, and turned to leave.

He didn't rush back to Dongguo. He glanced back at the head that had suddenly shrunk into the lit window on the second floor and chuckled softly.

Upstairs, Kagome scrambled behind the curtains, leaning against the wall, her heart pounding like a drum. "He saw us?!"

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Frustrated, she lay on the bed, rolled over, and rolled over again.

Finally, he buried his face in the pillow and let out a muffled groan.

"Damn it—he'll definitely think I like him!"

"But I... but I seem to really... what should I do!"

The voice was muffled and aggrieved, pressed against the pillow, carrying a bittersweet feeling unique to this age, like the unripe sweetness of fruit.

The tiny feet kicked lightly twice behind her, as if expressing dissatisfaction to someone.

When Inuyasha returned to Ruri Shrine, most of the lights in the main hall's backyard were off, leaving only a few paper lanterns still lit under the eaves.

The official New Year's Eve celebrations in Dongguo end at midnight, and the remaining gatherings are organized by small groups.

Who should I hug tonight—hmm? What's this?

He walked a few steps down the corridor and suddenly realized something.

A faint spiritual energy fluctuation lingered in the air, intertwined with several different auras, so familiar that he paused in his steps.

He walked to the familiar paper door, reached out and gently pushed it, but the door didn't budge.

As his fingertips touched the edge of the door frame, a transparent barrier silently lit up for a moment, like a thin but resilient curtain of water, gently repelling his fingers.

Inuyasha looked down at his fingertips, then looked up at the fleeting barrier pattern, and sighed softly.

"Seriously? You're being so heartless to me? Can't you trust me a little?"

He shook his head, turned and walked towards the other rooms. Sure enough, his wives had united and chosen to sleep together on the floor tonight.

"The world is going to the dogs, people's hearts have lost their traditional values. What happened to the feudal society we were promised?"

Inuyasha thought of the other women, but still didn't have the courage to commit the crime against them, and dejectedly walked towards his room.

When he pushed open the door to his room, he expected to see empty bedding and a cold moonlight, but the moment his gaze fell inside, he stopped in his tracks.

A figure knelt on the bedding, its outline clearly visible in the dim light of the lamp.

Her long, black hair fell smoothly to her waist; it was thick and voluminous. Beneath her neat bangs was a pale, cold face.

His eyes were long and narrow, with deep black pupils.

She wore a long-sleeved black sailor uniform with the collar neatly tied. The matching pleated skirt spread out as she knelt, revealing her legs, encased in black stockings, with slender, clean lines visible at the hem.

She was like a piece of cold jade lying on a dark cloth, mysterious and aloof, kneeling there quietly as if she had been waiting for him for a long time.

Inuyasha stood at the door, looking the woman's delicate body up and down. Suddenly, he remembered the mysterious black priestess who had been keeping quiet lately, saying she would give him a New Year's gift. His heart fluttered, and he closed the door behind him.

He didn't go looking for it; it came to him on its own.

"Are you Hagoromo Gitsune?"

The half-demon sat cross-legged in front of her, his gaze fixed on her lowered eyes.

"To be precise, it is a new youkai that combines the elements of Yamabuki Otome and Hagoromo Gitsune."

Hagoromo Gitsune raised her eyes, her black pupils gleaming faintly in the lamplight. Then, she touched the ground in front of her knees with her straight fingers, and slowly bent down, assuming the posture of a dogeza (a form of prostration).

"Lord Tsubaki said that I would offer myself to you as a New Year's gift."

Inuyasha reached out and lifted her chin, gazing at her cold and stunningly beautiful face. "Don't you feel angry? Are you willing to accept this?"

Hagoromo Gitsune's eyelashes trembled slightly, a faint trace of sorrow flashing across her eyes, but she quickly suppressed it with determination. "In the past, I made many mistakes. Now, I only want to protect the world that humans and yokai share."

"The most direct way to accomplish this is to become your woman."

"So you're saying this is a transaction?"

Inuyasha's thumb traced the edge of her chin. "But I like it."

He released her hand, sat back a little straighter, and looked at her eyes, which were gradually brightening. "Then use your skills as a woman to please me as much as you can."

A beautiful woman in pure black, a captivating smile playing on her lips, her nine snow-white tails curling up from behind her.

Question King Zhou, understand King Zhou, become King Zhou, surpass King Zhou.

It's so beautiful, I lingered there, reluctant to leave.

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