【Inuyasha】White Moonlight and Vermillion Mole

Kikyo, holding the water, didn't know how to start talking at this time. She didn't expect Kagome to come to find her at this time.

After several days of traveling, Kikyo's body was made of clay, so she didn't sweat or have body odor, but her clothes were inevitably dirty.

Anyway, she was going to wash, so she soaked her whole body in the water. She washed it clean, but her clothes would get dirty if she walked back with them wet.

She simply took off her clothes and put them aside to dry. She soaked in the water to clean her body. After all, she had been a human being. Kikyo still felt a little uncomfortable psychologically for not taking a bath for a few days.

The birds and butterflies came late, holding the half-dried miko clothes in their hands. The spiritual power of Lady Higurashi was exactly the same as Lady Kikyo's. They couldn't tell them apart, but they knew that they had to wear clothes at this time.

"Lord Kikyo, your clothes."

Not caring whether they were wet or not, Kikyo got up from the water and moved to the shore step by step.

With a "splash", water splashed everywhere, and the Shikigami handed over the clothes, and the cold white body was gradually wrapped in red and white clothes.

Kagome's ears moved, and the face buried in her hands buried deeper.

The friction of the clothes rose and fell, making a "rustling" sound. Kagome covered her eyes, but her other senses became extremely sensitive. This inaudible sound was like a cotton swab rubbing gently in her ears.

Her face heated up. Kagome herself had been a girl for more than ten years. Her own body... had been seen and touched. She had also taken a hot spring bath with Sango, Yuka, Eri, and Ayumi, and compared their bodies with each other.

But... Kikyo's, unlike the previous puppet clay Kikyo without a soul, Kikyo with life gave people a very different feeling.

The body under the clear river was looming, the cold white skin was covered by the ink-colored hair for a few inches, the extreme black and white color contrast, the whole body seemed to be covered by a layer of hazy light... Li Tao's figurine was really well made, he didn't see any flaws.

...This is not for appreciation now!

Also, he is a man now!

The picture flashing through his mind made him look like a pervert!

Kikyo didn't know how Kagome was mad and roaring in her heart, but she could see it clearly from the boy's increasingly red ears.

Her hand that was tidying up her clothes paused, and she subconsciously raised it to comb her hair back. When she touched her ears, it was cold after being soaked in river water.

It didn't turn red, it was good.

This body was too strange. It was obviously a clay body, and it shouldn't have the touch reaction of normal humans. Even if it was injured, the body would only crack, but when she woke up, her shoulder was bleeding profusely, and the time when the wreath was... her body reacted differently.

It seemed to be related to her emotional fluctuations at the time.

Kikyo calmed down and put on all her clothes. She sat in the sun, half drying her clothes and half drying herself. "Didn't you say you were going home? Why did you follow me?"

"That..."

Kagome squeaked weakly, carefully retracting her fingers one by one, and glanced behind her. There was no one in the river, and the shore was wet. Following the wet soil, Kagome saw Kikyo sitting on a stone.

Her long hair fell to her shoulders, and from time to time a few drops of water dripped from Kikyo's bangs and fell on her red hakama, and soon the red color deepened.

Kagome frowned, "The water in my hair..." There is too much water, and there is also water on my clothes. What if I catch a cold? Uh, Kikyo doesn't seem to worry about catching a cold, and doesn't seem to care at all.

He frowned. Kikyo really rarely cares about her body. She uses herself to attract Naraku, and she continues to rescue humans under the identity of "Saint" when she is seriously injured.

Kikyo didn't say anything, but looked at him quietly. She felt the worry in Kagome's tone.

... unnecessary worry.

"This body can't get sick." Still explained.