Crossover: A Different Inuyasha

"Damn it, I was supposed to be the main character in the hot spring!"

"This debt must be settled with Sesshomaru!"

"Damn it!"

Chapter 94: A Short Drama of Kaguya's Lecture, The Snow Woman's Determination

The candlelight flickered in the lamp, bathing the house in a warm, yellow glow.

The paper door was half-open, and the night breeze blew in from under the eaves, causing the candle flame to tilt slightly.

Inuyasha leaned against the low table by the window, one hand supporting his chin, the other hand, adorned with a ring, was bent and tapping the tabletop idly, his expression showing some anticipation.

Tonight is truly a rare treat.

Kikyo, Maple, Yura, and Ayame accompanied the disheartened Fairy Lingyue to the hot spring in the back mountain, and they even slept together in the end.

He ended up alone.

Normally, he was closely watched, and even glancing at any woman would draw a cold or smiling gaze. Now, it felt like he had stolen a period of time without anyone watching him.

Therefore, Inuyasha left the shrine decisively and went to Rashomon.

Er Gouzi wanted to take advantage of their inattention and savor the beauty he hadn't yet managed to eat.

Of course, given his current status—he is a god revered by all demons and worshipped by all people—if he were to act as recklessly and rudely as before, he would not only lose face but also easily cause the beautiful woman who had lost her virginity to feel regret and resentment.

We cannot be as rough and impatient as we were with Jieluo before; we must be more reserved.

Footsteps came from the end of the corridor, approaching from afar, and paused briefly outside the door.

The black-haired beauty tidied her appearance, then composed herself and extended her jade-like white hand—the half-open paper door was gently pulled open.

Kagaya stood outside the threshold, moonlight falling on her shoulders, illuminating the dark, flowing sheen of her purple kimono.

The fabric draped over her body, cinching at her waist in a smooth line before spreading down her hips.

Curvy and alluring.

Her hair was secured with a plain-colored hairpin, and a few strands of hair fell from her temples, making her already beautiful face even more charming in the night.

When Kaguya saw Inuyasha, a faint light seemed to flash in her eyes before she lowered them and went inside.

The high slit in the hem revealed a pair of flawless, snow-white thighs as she walked.

Then, he clasped his hands together in front of him, lowered his body slightly, and knelt down inside the threshold.

As she bent over, the collar of her kimono opened a crack, only to be pressed back down by the weight of the fabric as she bent over.

His back drew a long and gentle arc in the moonlight.

From the shoulder blades to the waist, and then from the waist to the hip line that goes past the shoulder blades.

Every inch was enveloped in the clear moonlight, rendered clear and elegant by the moonlight.

His forehead almost touched the ground, and his naturally red lips parted, "Inuyasha-sama~"

The call was soft and long, with a slight upward slant at the end, like a petal falling into still water, gently rippling outwards.

Summoned here in the dead of night, Shen Jiuye was not an ignorant person.

It's reminiscent of Inuyasha's usual romantic escapades—female demons, priestesses, and wolf girls—all of whom he took into his household.

She knew in her heart that she would likely lose her virginity tonight. Since she was already here, she might as well accept it and be more open-minded to avoid unnecessary awkwardness.

"Kamikuya has arrived."

Inuyasha waved his hand, "No need for formalities, please get up."

Kaguya responded and straightened up, bringing with her a light, delicate fragrance that was carried by the night breeze to Inuyasha's nose.

It smells like gardenias mixed with early autumn dew, subtle yet lingering, alluring yet not gaudy.

Their eyes met in the air, as if they were sharing a deep, unspoken understanding.

"I have recently studied your Yin-Yang techniques for a while, and they are indeed profound and extensive."

As Inuyasha spoke, a thought crossed his mind.

Within the ring inscribed with a spatial barrier, two objects emerged from the void—the Feathered Robe of Heaven and the Mirror of Life.

Since he figured out even the world teleportation array, low-level magical artifacts like spatial rings only presented him with a few troublesome issues in terms of material collection.

The larger the storage space, the more robust the materials needed, but otherwise it's not a difficult task.

Like the Flying Thunder God Technique in Naruto, it's difficult for those who don't know it, but easy for those who do.

Inuyasha has been pondering how to inscribe spatial magic circles on the ley lines.

At that time, a single thought will allow one to teleport across the entire country, maximizing mobility.

He lifted the feather robe and the mirror together and passed them to Kaguya.

"Take your things."

Kaguya gazed at the two treasures so close at hand, as if seeing something she thought she would have to go through countless hardships to get her hands on again, now being handed to her so easily.

She couldn't help but think of Kikyo, and with some worry, she whispered, "...My lord, is it really alright to give it to me like this?"

"Otherwise, what would I do with it?"

Inuyasha, whose ring was piled high with stockings, had lost interest in the haori and casually asked a question before standing up.

"Come on, come with me to Dream City. There are still a few aspects of the time-stopping spell that I haven't fully grasped."

"Your personal demonstration is more effective than my ten days of thinking."

He turned his head, his gaze falling on Shen Jiuye's slightly stunned face, and said meaningfully.

"Master Kagura, you must teach me the profound and extensive magic."

'Is this a test, or something else? Never mind, it doesn't matter if I don't understand. With the Heavenly Feather Robe and the Mirror of Life in hand, there are few in the world I can fear.'

Kamiya's expression changed several times.

She lowered her head and caught the feather robe and mirror with both hands. "Yes, sir Inuyasha."

Mount Fuji stood silently in the moonlight, its snow-capped peaks gleaming with a cold, bluish light, like a crown soaked with night dew.

Lake Motosu's surface is as calm as a mirror, reflecting the full moon shining brightly in the sky.

The Dream City, which had stood safely since the last lockdown was lifted, has welcomed back its owners.

Kamiya stood on the terrace in the city.

A celestial robe draped over his shoulders, his hands holding the Mirror of Life, his posture serene and elegant.

Her demeanor was completely different from before.

It is cool, elegant, and aloof, like a night-blooming cereus blooming alone under the moon.

Inuyasha crossed his arms and stared at Kaguya, who had raised her head, ready to bully her mercilessly at her proudest moment.

歼！

Such an evil woman will never offer herself up, body and soul, unless she falls at her peak!

"Kamikuya-sensei, let's begin."

'Inuyasha, you'll regret this!'

Having prepared everything, Kaguya stared intently at the confident man, a slight smile playing on her lips. "Spell: Clear Mirror Still Water."

Crimson rainbow light surged from the Mirror of Life, overflowing from the edge of the terrace, flowing along the eaves and stone steps of Dream City, and spreading towards the lake and the sky.

Wherever it passed, everything came to a standstill.

The wind stopped halfway, no longer stirring the water's surface. The ripples on the lake solidified into fine, delicate waves, like brushstrokes frozen in a painting.

The birds hovered in the sky, their wings outstretched, and the moonlight itself seemed to stand still.

The entire world was enveloped in a layer of cold amber light, a crimson rainbow.

The pulse of time was quietly severed within the realm of the still, clear mirror and the five-pointed star.

In the dream castle, Kaguya lowered her eyes, looking at Inuyasha who was motionless in front of her, even the tips of his hair were frozen in mid-air.

Her lips curled up again, and her tone carried a long-suppressed sense of pleasure.

"Time will completely stop within the area covered by the pentagram."

As she spoke, she walked up to Inuyasha, her fingertips, still slightly cool from her body, moving up his chin and placing her palm on his cheek.

"Even the strongest person cannot withstand the power of time—this is a law, something that brute force cannot shake."

"Besides, do you know how I've been spending my days?"

"That vile, cold, and arrogant shrine maiden actually used that bastard Naraku to threaten me, making it so I haven't had a single good night's sleep!" Kamiya said viciously.

Then she chuckled softly, a mixture of malice, cruelty, and triumphant pleasure.

"By the way—Kikyo is extremely nervous about you."

The beautiful celestial demon, gazing at Inuyasha's frozen face, her eyes reflecting moonlight and crimson iridescence, placed her slender fingers on his neck and said coquettishly,

"Tell me, if I tame you and make you my personal puppy, and keep you by my side all day long, wouldn't she be furious?"

"Oh, is Kikyo really like that?"

Suddenly, the Adam's apple beneath his fingertips began to twitch, emitting a soft, smiling whisper.

Kagami Kuya's smile froze on her face.

Her fingertips snapped away from Inuyasha's Adam's apple as if she'd been burned.

She took two quick steps back, suddenly lifting the Mirror of Life in her hand, its surface facing Inuyasha. The smugness in her voice had long since vanished, leaving only bewilderment and fear after being suddenly overturned.

"—Why can you still move!"

Why can't I move?

Having read the plot, Inuyasha stood still, stretched his neck, and his joints made a series of fine cracking sounds.

He raised his hand, then clenched his fist, carefully sensing the surging power of time in the space, and then chuckled.

“It seems your ‘clear mirror and still water’—” He paused, deliberately drawing out the silence that made the other person even more uneasy.

"Body that does not belong to the current world time can remain unaffected."

"Not part of the present?" Kagami Kuya's voice rose, as if someone had publicly exposed something impossible. "What a joke, aren't you living in the present?"

"Are you some kind of time traveler?!"

In a way, she guessed the truth.

But now, Kaguya thinks Inuyasha is just talking nonsense, but she's already in a difficult situation.

With a gritted jaw, he activated the Mirror of Life—a blinding radiance erupted from the mirror's surface, like a sun compressed to a tiny space, carrying a stream of light powerful enough to destroy everything, engulfing Inuyasha's entire form.

As the light enveloped the other party, Kagura breathed a slight sigh of relief. "Foolish half-demon, this is even..."

Before she could finish her triumphant words, her eyes widened again—Inuyasha was walking towards her step by step from the light.

He was enveloped in a thick, mountain-like aura, and azure flames slowly swirled along his robes and hair, like karmic fire itself emerging from the depths of mythology, keeping the mirror light outside of him, leaving not even a trace of scorch.

"Kamikuya-sensei—"

Inuyasha stopped in front of her, leaned down slightly, and looked at her pale face. His tone was gentle. "I don't think this is part of the teaching, is it?"

He reached out and, under Kaguya's watchful gaze, took the Mirror of Life from her palm. The moment the mirror left her fingertips, it was as if the last supporting pillar had been removed.

Kagaya's knees buckled.

The barrier of still water and clear mirror was instantly broken, and the moonlight began to flow again.

She knelt on the stone slab, tilted her head back, and pulled at the corners of her mouth at an angle, as if she wanted to laugh but couldn't quite manage it, carrying a kind of forced flattery and weakness in a desperate situation.

"Lord Inuyasha..."

The celestial maiden's voice lowered, trembling at the end, "Can we surrender?"

Inuyasha let out a "Huh," which made Kaguya's heart tremble. Then, she saw the other person take a step forward, his pale face about to be covered by something unspeakable.