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Adult +
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8
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Chapter 7. Why Sesshoumaru Sucks
Chapter 7- Why Sesshoumaru Sucks
It was very early in the morning. Dawn had come, but the sun had yet to rise. Dew clung to fresh leaves and the green grass.
Kagome laid a thick, brown envelope on her mother’s kitchen table and heaved a fat yellow traveling bag on her back. Some things never changed, and one of them was her faithful backpack, which was now frayed on the edges with a rip in one of the pockets. Just as she was about to leave, a middle-aged woman in her nightgown stepped into the kitchen.
“Kagome, is that you dear?”
“Yes Mama, I was just about to leave.”
“I see. Tell all your lovely friends I said hi. How are the baby and the mother to be?”
“Fine, they’re both doing great.”
She smiled, and her gaze landed on the envelope on the table. “I wish we didn’t have to burden you with it so much.”
“It’s not a burden! This is my family and I feel responsible. I barely do anything anyway.”
“Yes, but you loved that kimono.”
Kagome shrugged and smiled reassuringly. “It’s ok Mama, there are plenty of kimonos in Sengoku Jidai,” she chuckled.
Mama looked at her daughter, who was growing up so fast, and yet was still such a child. “Thank you Kagome.”
“No problem, it’s the least I can do. Tell me whenever you need more, ok? And buy Sota and Grandpa a present from me.”
“You take care of yourself."
“I will. I love you Mama, see you later.”
“Good bye Kagome.”
Ten minutes later, Kagome heaved herself out of the well, and jogged through the forest path, down the dirt beaten road, past the jade squares of growing wheat and rice. She quietly entered the village miko’s hut and slipped into her room. She opened her chest and took out her traditional miko garb and shook off the crisp rice paper. She changed out of her modern clothes, tied her hair back in a low ponytail, and headed outside to make breakfast.
The miko couldn’t help but feel excited and anxious. I’m heading for the Western Lands…today!
Breakfast was a noisy affair as usual, but even more so today. Inu Yasha tried one last time to get Kagome to stay, followed by cursing and a list of Why Sesshoumaru Sucks.
Kagome didn’t pay attention to any of it.
It was very early in the morning. Dawn had come, but the sun had yet to rise. Dew clung to fresh leaves and the green grass.
Kagome laid a thick, brown envelope on her mother’s kitchen table and heaved a fat yellow traveling bag on her back. Some things never changed, and one of them was her faithful backpack, which was now frayed on the edges with a rip in one of the pockets. Just as she was about to leave, a middle-aged woman in her nightgown stepped into the kitchen.
“Kagome, is that you dear?”
“Yes Mama, I was just about to leave.”
“I see. Tell all your lovely friends I said hi. How are the baby and the mother to be?”
“Fine, they’re both doing great.”
She smiled, and her gaze landed on the envelope on the table. “I wish we didn’t have to burden you with it so much.”
“It’s not a burden! This is my family and I feel responsible. I barely do anything anyway.”
“Yes, but you loved that kimono.”
Kagome shrugged and smiled reassuringly. “It’s ok Mama, there are plenty of kimonos in Sengoku Jidai,” she chuckled.
Mama looked at her daughter, who was growing up so fast, and yet was still such a child. “Thank you Kagome.”
“No problem, it’s the least I can do. Tell me whenever you need more, ok? And buy Sota and Grandpa a present from me.”
“You take care of yourself."
“I will. I love you Mama, see you later.”
“Good bye Kagome.”
Ten minutes later, Kagome heaved herself out of the well, and jogged through the forest path, down the dirt beaten road, past the jade squares of growing wheat and rice. She quietly entered the village miko’s hut and slipped into her room. She opened her chest and took out her traditional miko garb and shook off the crisp rice paper. She changed out of her modern clothes, tied her hair back in a low ponytail, and headed outside to make breakfast.
The miko couldn’t help but feel excited and anxious. I’m heading for the Western Lands…today!
Breakfast was a noisy affair as usual, but even more so today. Inu Yasha tried one last time to get Kagome to stay, followed by cursing and a list of Why Sesshoumaru Sucks.
Kagome didn’t pay attention to any of it.