Inuyasha: A Different Kind of Dog General

With every step he took, the ground shook, and his beastly eyes, gleaming with lightning, locked onto Ibaraki Douji as if he were looking at a corpse.

Under the astonished gazes of the hundreds of ghosts in Kyoto, the aura of the great monster enveloped the entire place, and the giant palm of Pluto Beast, wrapped in tremendous thunder, slammed down!

Before Ibaraki Douji's hideous face could twist, his entire body exploded along with the Kuang Gu beside him.

Blood, flesh, and bone fragments splashed on the faces of the surrounding monsters like a rainstorm. A few drops even splashed onto the rosary around Bai Zangzhu's neck, dyeing the beads a glaring scarlet.

"Lord Yiji, I'm old..."

As the White-bearded Tengu's trembling voice rang out, the second bolt of lightning struck like a divine punishment.

In the dazzling electric light, his wrinkled old face instantly carbonized.

The old body exploded into a bloody mist in full view of everyone.

You could hear a pin drop in the hall. The heroes of Kyoto lowered their heads and listened, and the Nura clan fell silent.

In the deadly silent hall, only the Snake Queen on the throne let out a silver bell-like laugh.

(I can command even the biggest monsters. This feeling is...wonderful!)

Yiji crossed her legs gracefully, the smile on her lips was colder than the gleam of a knife, and her eyes, as clear as a polar ice lake, flashed with fanaticism.

The memory faded away like a fleeting glimmer, and Yiji realized that she had already been entangled in Douya's arms like a vine.

She and Feng Ji smiled at each other, and their two pairs of eyes - one as sparkling as rubies, the other as bright as blue moonlight - rippled at the same time.

"Your Majesty~"

The two sisters drew out the last syllable in unison, Fengji's golden hair and Yiji's silver hair intertwined on Douya's chest.

"I, your sisters, also want to do my bit for our royal court...ah!"

Douya's big palm landed on the two snake princesses' buttocks, causing them to scream at the same time.

"Come on this."

Douya, who was getting angry, pressed the heads of the two men downwards. The sunlight near noon shone through the gaps between his eyes, causing him to squint slightly.

After taking a long breath, Douya finally relented after feeling the two sisters' diligence and efforts.

"It just so happens that I'm in need of some secretarial support for official duties, so I'll leave it to you."

The affairs of the royal court are now extremely complicated. Except for the Grand Tutor's beloved wife who is pregnant and needs to rest, all kinds of officials are busy and have almost no time to rest.

This also led to more and more matters piling up on Ling Yue's desk.

Dou Ya once personally reviewed memorials and found that many of them were trivial matters that were within the scope of delegated powers and could be decided by officials on their own.

But whether it was a big or small matter, the royal court was still a makeshift team, and many officials could not make up their own minds and could only report to higher authorities.

With a "chirp" sound.

Feng Ji opened her red lips slightly in the sunlight, and smiled charmingly, "The secretary that the king mentioned..."

"Do you want us to assist you in governing the country like this?"

While Feng Ji was speaking, the silver-haired Yi Ji shrank her cheeks, raised her eyes, and looked lovingly at Dou Ya who was looking down at her.

"I want you to sort out official documents and government affairs for me, return minor matters that are for officials at all levels to handle on their own, and report to me the major matters that the royal court needs my approval."

Douya's words made the two of them a little confused, but Yiji keenly realized the power involved and signaled Fengji with her eyes to change people.

She exhaled a breath of hot air and said softly.

"Your Majesty, how do we distinguish between the major and minor matters?"

"Before I make the distinction, let me first explain that your organizational department is called the [Secretary's Office]."

Douya entangled Fengji's sweaty golden hair with his hand and changed the main responsibilities of the secretarial office transferred from the general manager's office.

"The secretarial office assists me in my daily work. Its main task is to coordinate the management of the royal court according to my requirements."

"Coordinate the relationships between the Three Dukes and Nine Ministers, the Grand Council, and the provincial governments."

"Supervise and inspect the implementation of the Royal Court's instructions and rectifications, manage the Royal Court's documents, files, and materials, and transmit and organize the Royal Court's orders."

Seeing the two snake princesses' eyes light up but their expressions were a little confused, they just knew that they had great power and were excited. Dou Ya shook his head and laughed, and did not continue speaking.

In the secretarial office, all power comes from the superiors, and Dou Ya itself cannot be deceived by the inferiors.

Moreover, the pillars of the royal court, such as the Three Dukes, Nine Ministers, and Prefects, can all have direct contact with Dou Ya.

When it comes to big things, there's no way you can go wrong.

In some small matters, Douya doesn't mind letting his woman enjoy the beauty brought by power.

He just patted the two of them again, signaling them to speed up and not delay his and Ling Yue's lunch.

Chapter 207 Interlude

In the central courtyard of the castle tower, the sound of long boots stepping through the corridor startled the early cherry blossoms from the branches. Touya, who had been delayed for an hour by the Snake sisters, walked hurriedly.

Fairy Lingyue sat upright on a brocade cushion in the center of the courtyard, her long silver-white hair tied into two high buns like bright moons, forming twin ponytails that spread out behind her. The purple moon pattern on her forehead emitted a cold halo.

Her pearl-studded hair accessories trembled in the breeze. She held a newly blossomed double cherry blossom with her slender fingers, seeming oblivious to the approaching footsteps.

"Yue'er."

Douya's annoying call finally made his wife raise her eyebrows slightly. She waved her wide sleeves lightly, and the Nekomata maids standing on both sides immediately bowed and retreated.

When the only sound in the courtyard was the falling cherry blossoms, Ling Yue slowly raised her eyes.

The gilded vertical pupils flow between the rouge-lined corners of the eyes, and against the frozen pear-colored lip balm on the lips, they are breathtakingly beautiful.

"Your Majesty, recently..."

She parted her lips slightly, her lip gloss glistening like pearls in the sunlight. "You really are very busy."

The ending tone is slightly raised, with a hint of sarcasm.

The twelve-piece purple wisteria-colored hakama skirt spread out like a flower on the brocade carpet, and the gold-thread necklace on her chest trembled slightly with her breathing.

"Why do you have time to come to my place now? Why don't you go and accompany me on my 'official business'?"

Hearing his wife's cold and ambiguous words, the shameless Dou Ya just chuckled.

He first looked at the untouched, cold lunch on the table, then waved his hand, and the ripples of time spread across the plate.

The cold miso soup suddenly gave off a tiny steam, and the solidified fat turned back into an amber liquid.

After a while, the aroma of food wafted into the air.

Ling Yue snorted softly upon seeing this, "Your Majesty's ability to manipulate time... is quite convenient."

"Even the fox smell on my body... has been wiped off completely."

Douya, who had listened to the conversation in one ear and out the other, calmly picked up the ivory chopsticks and picked up a piece of sea bream sashimi that was as thin as a cicada's wing.

He gently lifted Ling Yue's smooth chin with his left palm, stroked her red lips that were pouting in unhappiness with his thumb, and dipped the sashimi into the soy sauce that had turned bright orange again with his right hand.

"Try it? This is fresh from the Seto Inland Sea this morning..."

"Well..."

Ling Yue had just opened her lips to speak when the cold piece of sashimi was already on the tip of her tongue.

The tip of Douya's chopsticks had just the right amount of force, neither making her feel forced nor allowing her to dodge easily.

The cold sashimi melted between her lips and teeth, and she had to admit that the taste was indeed impeccable.

"Are you still going to be angry with me?"

Dou Ya put down the ivory chopsticks and picked up the gold-painted lacquered wooden spoon.

The surface of the chawanmushi was covered with amber-colored dashi jelly, and when he carefully broke it open, white mist with the aroma of truffles rose up.

Douya lowered his eyes and blew gently - then he handed the steamed egg with shrimp and ginkgo to Lingyue's lips, "Yue'er, you know."

"That pair of snake princesses combined... aren't even qualified to hold my Yue'er's hair."

Ling Yue rolled her eyes at the eloquent man, but finally opened her mouth slightly and took the small spoon with a gold edge into her mouth.

The rich aroma of the steamed egg filled her mouth. When she lowered her eyes, the rouge at the corners of her eyes looked even more beautiful in the heat.

A gentle smile flashed in Douya's eyes, and he quickly picked up the pearl-like vinegar rice and fed it into her mouth.

Looking at Ling Yue's forcedly puffed-up cheeks, her cold and noble face looked adorable.

"So cute."

Douya couldn't help but scratch her slightly bulging cheek with his knuckles. The touch was as delicate and cold as fresh snow.

Ling Yue's eyes widened when she heard that, and she looked angry like an annoyed snow fox.

She swallowed the food in a hurry and wanted to retort, but Douya fed her another chestnut wrapped in gold foil, which made her so angry that the tips of her ears turned slightly red.

This shy and angry look is three times more beautiful than any early cherry blossom in the courtyard.

Half an hour passed quietly.

Most of the exquisite dishes on the table were fed into Ling Yue's lips by Dou Ya's hands.

Ling Yue, who was somewhat resistant at first, now had a slightly flushed cheek and even her neck was stained with a light pink.

The pear-colored lip balm on her lips had long been wiped away, revealing her original lip color as soft as cherry petals.

"full?"

Douya wiped the last bit of sauce from the corner of her lips with a handkerchief and asked with a smile, "Would you like some more?"

On the table, the once beautifully presented dishes were now only left with a few leftovers.

The plate of sea bream sashimi was eaten up completely, and even the last drop of broth from the chawanmushi was fed into Lingyue's mouth. Douya even coaxed her into eating most of the ginger and garlic used as a side dish.

Ling Yue snorted softly, her chest trembling under her purple silk dress.

She had never imagined that she would be fed so much food without realizing it. At this moment, even her breath was filled with the aroma of truffles and seafood.

What was even more infuriating was that the man's expression while feeding her was so focused as if he was performing some sacred ritual, making it seem inappropriate for her to refuse.

The wind chimes on the eaves suddenly rang, waking Ling Yue from her trance.

Only then did she realize that she was half leaning in Dou Ya's arms. She quickly straightened up, but accidentally knocked over the empty wine cup.

Douya laughed and embraced her body as she was about to fall, whispering in her ear.