Inuyasha: A Different Kind of Dog General

"Just after meeting that general a few times, you started to have inappropriate thoughts about him?"

Yuyuko's voice was a little lazy and a little dangerous.

Her slender white jade feet peeked out from the hem of her gorgeous clothes, and her toes lifted Yiji's chin like a dragonfly skimming the water.

The strange purple nail polish on the nails formed a sharp contrast with Snake Princess's pale face.

"This face is quite charming... Do you think Inu no Taisho will be captivated by it?"

"Lord Yugyoko..." Yiji's voice was as thin as a mosquito, and her red lips trembled slightly.

Her curvy body was tense, emitting a strong aura of fear, just like a prey targeted by a poisonous snake.

"I never thought of betraying you..."

"If I really had any other intentions, I wouldn't let you stand here in peace."

The jade feet of the feathered fox moved slowly, and the toes, as white as ice and snow, climbed up along Yiji's cheek in an ambiguous manner.

Snake Queen's skin trembled slightly at the touch, but she didn't dare to move at all.

When the jade feet pressed against Yiji's head, Yuyuko applied force gracefully, pressing the snake princess's delicate jade-like face into the floor inch by inch.

Her long, fine hair fell to the ground, forming a sharp contrast with the cold marble.

"What I hate most is a traitor who is fickle-minded."

Yuyuko straightened up, and the silk dress slid down her graceful curves, outlining a perfect curve, and every ups and downs exuded the most beautiful temptation in the world.

She lowered her eyes to look down at Yiji at her feet, spinning gracefully on her toes, imitating the steps of a little man, and slowly climbed up the skin on the back of Sheji's neck, which had turned pale from fear, leaving a charming scarlet flower mark.

"Yiji, do you understand?"

"Ming, I understand."

Under the threat of death at any time, Yiji's delicate body couldn't help but tremble, and her voice emitted a dull sound from under the floor.

The feathered fox retracted its toes, and several snow-white fox tails coiled up like a snake, gently lifting Yiji from the cold ground and bringing her in front of it.

Her slender fingers stroked Snake Princess's trembling jaw, brushed away the dust on her face, and then her fingertips slowly slid down along her neckline, finally stopping at her collarbone and gently hooking it.

Snake Queen's clothes fell off, and the light in the room seemed to brighten instantly.

"Lord Yugyoko~" Yiji's cheeks flushed slightly and she spoke timidly.

"Such a beautiful body..."

The feathered fox slightly opened its red lips, and its breath was like orchid, with an enchanting sweet fragrance.

"Wouldn't it be a pity if those vulgar men got away with it?"

She smiled softly, tightened her fox tail, and pulled Yiji closer, almost sticking to her.

"How about...let me taste the flavor of it."

………………

Inside the castle tower of Yamaguchi Castle, the Inu King's broad palm gently placed on his wife's slender arm. The warmth from his palm made Masako's tense shoulders relax slightly.

"Don't worry, the dog tribe is no longer what it used to be. I'll be back soon."

The low voice was still lingering in the pavilion when the silver-white figure turned into a stream of light and flew up.

The moment he jumped out of the city, the Dog King's gentle eyebrows suddenly became as sharp as a knife, and fighting spirit burned in his golden pupils.

The Fang Sword at the waist sensed the murderous intent of its master and emitted a clanging sound like a dragon's roar, while the scabbard vibrated, emitting a sharp cold light.

(The evil spirit in the East is rising to the sky...)

(The big raccoon cat and the earth spider are really courting death!)

The silver-white armor glowed coldly under the blood-red setting sun. Every step he took in the air caused the sea of ​​clouds to surge, and his tremendous demonic power dragged a meteor-like trail behind him.

In the attic, Mrs. Masako did not wait for her husband to return like an ordinary woman.

This thoughtful woman pursed her red lips, her autumn-water eyes slightly fixed.

While picking up the communication magatama and contacting Lingyue who was far away in Kyushu, he walked towards Saigyouji Youyouzi in the east city.

This famous young lady from the underworld is also a powerful and fearsome monster!

"Inu King, Big Tanuki, Earth Spider..."

A deep and powerful voice echoed at the bottom of the lake, and the surface of the water suddenly exploded with thousands of lightning bolts.

The huge body of the Pluto Beast broke out of the water, and its dark scales were wrapped with leaping purple-blue electric light.

"Two to one?"

He opened his huge, fang-filled mouth and let out a thunderous laugh from the depths of his throat, "It's time for me, Plutomon, to take the stage!"

The strong limbs crushed the surface of the lake, and the weather changed suddenly.

The demonic power that erupted from his body turned the lake into mist all over the sky.

In the steaming mist and interwoven lightning, the huge black shadow rose into the sky, carrying a tremendous force and rushing straight towards the eastern border of the Western Kingdom!

Under the Kinki sky, the iron chicken folded its burning wings, and a human-faced poisonous dragon was lurking in the dark pool.

Two pairs of demonic eyes looked at the demonic clouds surging in the eastern border of the western country from afar. They each weighed the pros and cons and chose to wait and see.

At the same time, the human forces in Kyoto have long been in turmoil.

Since the two gods fell in the Mountain Fang City, Yuyuko's minions have torn the throats of four powerful men one after another.

The six remaining divine generals huddled within the barrier, the talismans in their hands already soaked with cold sweat.

They knew better than anyone that when darkness completely descended upon this ancient city, the nine-tailed fox would come to collect the final tribute.

Located at the border of the Kinki and Chubu regions, the lush Kurama Mountains are shrouded in mist year-round.

Legend has it that this deep mountain is the home of monsters. The sound of crows often echoes in the forest with towering ancient trees, and it is so quiet and deep that even time seems to have stopped.

On the top of the mountain lives the Crow God who can glimpse the future. His wings are as black as night, but his eyes are filled with the golden light that can see through fate.

And those who followed the gods in their practice were two little crows with extraordinary spirituality.

Their feathers are pitch black, and their eyes are as clear as lake water untainted by the world. Day and night, they listen to the secrets of heaven under the wings of the gods.

The monsters in the mountains all said that if they could guide them, they might be able to find a glimmer of hope in this chaotic world.

However, the prophecy of Kurama Mountain will never be revealed to others easily.

The setting sun was blood-red, and the maple forests of Mount Kurama were bathed in the golden afterglow.

The copper bells under the eaves of the ancient temple rang softly in the wind, startling a few roosting crows.

Wisps of smoke rose from the kitchen of Kurama Temple, outlining the traces of people in the twilight.

The sound of wooden clogs tapping on the stone steps came from the forest path.

The person walked leisurely on the broken leaves. The golden hair above the top of the head shone brightly in the sunset. Together with the black hair below the top of the head, it was casually tied up with a red rope at the end.

The long sideburns fluttered in the wind, making the handsome face look even more unrestrained and unruly.

As the golden-brown demonic pupils moved, there was both the majesty of the Lord of a Hundred Ghosts and a bit of cynical ruffian spirit.

"Oh, the crows in these mountains—" He tilted his head back and drank the wine in the gourd, a few drops of amber liquid falling from his Adam's apple. "Their voices are still so sweet and melodious."

Nurarihyon's figure appeared and disappeared in the depths of the maple forest, leaving no sound wherever he passed.

The sword at his waist reflected the last ray of sunlight, and the emblem of the word "fear" on the scabbard flickered.

The bell of the mountain temple rang just in time, dispersing the sunset glow in the sky.

Suddenly, black feathers fluttered from the vermilion eaves of Kurama Temple.

A crow with an ominous black mist wrapped around its body quietly descended, and every flap of its wings seemed to stir ripples in space.

Three purple-blue flames were burning brightly on his forehead, like ghost fires from the underworld.

Those three eyes that see through the world looked down at the visitor from above.

That was not the look of an ordinary bird; it was more like the gaze of a Takama-ga-hara god.

"Slicker."

When the crow spoke, his voice had a triple echo, as if it came from the past, present and future at the same time.

He tilted his head, and the purple flame drew a strange trajectory in the twilight.

"Even if you crush the stone steps of Kurama Mountain a thousand times..." The airflow raised by the wings blew away the smoke from the temple, "I will not drink that cup of demon-named wine with you."

Nurarihyon chuckled when he heard this, and casually played with the red rope that tied his hair with his fingertips.

He tilted his head back and took another sip of the wine in the gourd. The amber liquid slid down his chin and left dark marks on the collar of his shirt.

"The God is still so heartless." Nura narrowed his golden brown eyes, "But..."

He reached behind him and threw the gourd at his waist high into the air. At the moment the crow flapped its wings—

"This time I brought some of the rare sake from Kanto Kirinmaru's collection."

As the words fell, Yashaku flapped his wings subconsciously, and his sharp claws had firmly grasped the flying wine vessel - when he reacted, a trace of annoyance flashed in Zi Yan's eyes.

Seeing this, Nurarihyon smiled and said in a cheerful tone, "Master Yashakusame, are you really not going to try it?"

The Crow God was silent for a while, with the purple flame on his forehead flickering.

Finally, he lowered his head and pecked open the gourd plug -

"...a sly fellow like you who goes around swindling for free food and drink."

The moment the wine entered his throat, his voice was filled with a rare sense of helplessness, "Sooner or later, I'll be hung on the mast to dry."

Nurarihyon laughed loudly upon hearing this, and the sword with the word "fear" on his waist vibrated in resonance with his laughter.

Maple leaves fell down, rested on his shoulders for a moment, and were then blown away by the rising evil spirit.

"That's going to have to wait until they can fight me first!"

Looking at the heroic and charismatic Nurarihyon, a complex expression flashed across Yashaku's purple flame eyes.

He lowered his head and sipped the nectar, the feathers in his throat trembling slightly as he swallowed.

When the last wisp of wine aroma dissipated between the teeth, the god suddenly flapped its wings, and its dark wings shattered the dusk mist over Kurama Temple.

"Before sunset, I must return to heaven and earth."