Inuyasha: A Different Kind of Dog General

Before she finished speaking, she stretched out her sleeves lightly, and with irresistible graceful strength, she picked up Abhi, who was blinking his big eyes.

The other hand firmly embraced the soft little body of young Seshomaru!

Holding a pair of children tightly in his arms is like showing off the most precious treasures in the world!

"My child——"

Her eyes swept over the two delicate little balls in her arms.

Finally, his words fell on the face of the young son who was sleeping soundly, his silver hair like snow, and his voice was filled with unparalleled pride and doting, "Naturally, he is also the best in all realms, no one can compare to him!"

"They will be happier and healthier than anyone else!"

Little Abhi, who was suddenly "taken away" by his mother, blinked his big eyes ignorantly, flapped his short legs twice, and finally nestled obediently in his mother's sweet arms.

She didn't forget to proudly puff out her chest in the direction of Dou Ya!

"gone."

Dou Ya laughed out loud, and as he waved his robe sleeves, auspicious clouds flowed, carrying his entire family towards the direction of the Western Dog Tribe, cutting through the blood-red setting sun and galloping away.

At the same time, because of their arrival, Seshomaru, Inuyasha and others in this world were also in a state of anxiety.

Beside the crystal clear stream, the sound of water gurgles and the setting sun shines through the shadows of the trees.

Ling was walking in the cool stream with her bare white feet, and the water was dancing happily around her ankles.

She held a wooden stick with a sharp tip in her hand, staring intently at the silver scales swimming in the water, holding her breath, ready to stab at any time.

Not far from her, on the shallows, stood a little monster named Xiejian, who looked like a goblin but was dressed in formal courtier attire.

Those eyes, which were already large and bulging, were now rolling around in concentration.

He gripped his iconic human head cane tightly, and poked the tip of the cane down precisely!

He skillfully pinned a passing fat fish to a rock at the bottom of the stream.

After doing all this, Xiejian did not throw the fat fish onto the shore as usual.

He cautiously glanced out of the corner of his eye at the figure sitting quietly on a smooth boulder by the stream not far away - Seshomaru.

His silver hair flowed like a waterfall, his golden eyes were slightly closed, and his whole body exuded a chill that was even greater than usual, almost freezing the air.

Xie Jian shrank his neck, tiptoed to Ling's side, and whispered in a low voice, fearing that he would disturb the evil spirit.

"Rin...do you feel that there's something...off about Master Seshomaru since he came back?"

He swallowed nervously, "Not talking, not moving, even more terrifying than usual!"

Rin stopped what she was doing and looked at Seshomaru with worry in her clear eyes.

She shook her head slightly and whispered, "I don't know about Suzu either… Master Seshomaru seems to be thinking about something very important."

Xiejian's tone was filled with some indignation, and Jianling also noticed it. He became a little bolder and lowered his voice with a hint of indignation.

"You saw it too! That half-demon Inuyasha was there when we found Master Seshomaru! Humph!"

He swung his human head staff as if punching the air, "It must be Master Seshomaru's Toukishin. It broke when he was fighting Naraku's clone!"

"So that brat took advantage of me, and I ended up getting hurt! Damn it! That Tessaiga should have belonged to Master Seshomaru! If Master Seshomaru had Tessaiga…"

"Whoaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

Before Xie Jian finished his passionate "analysis", a shrill scream broke the tranquility of the stream.

Before the little monster could finish his words, Seshomaru stepped him into the stream.

"Pfft."

Water splashed everywhere.

Xie Jian fell face first into the stream like a flattened frog.

The human head stick flew out of his hand and spun around awkwardly in the water.

Rin was used to this. Every time Lord Jaken made Master Seshomaru unhappy, he would take his anger out on her.

In the past, when Lord Jaken annoyed Master Seshomaru, he would at most ignore his existence and walk right over him, or he would get hit by a punch that would leave a big bump.

This was the first time that Ling was stepped directly into the deep stream like today, and she couldn't help but worry.

"Master Sesshomaru."

Facing Ling's worried gaze, Seshomaru's golden eyes coldly swept over the struggling and miserable Zhejian in the stream.

Without responding to Ling's call, he flashed and silently returned to the boulder, closing his eyes again.

What happened today was too dramatic, like a raging storm, violently impacting his inherent cognition and defenses.

That suffocatingly powerful "father" and "mother" from another world, and that... young "self" gently held in the mother's arms!

His chaotic thoughts were like tangled vines, making him restless.

But after stepping on the evil views, the churning and unvented depression in my chest was undoubtedly relieved a lot.

(Since we are here, we should make the best of it. All I need to do is keep getting stronger!)

The stream still gurgled, the sun still warm. Shivering, Xiejian picked up the human-headed stick, while Ling continued to fish quietly.

On the boulder, the silver-white figure seemed to have hidden all the waves deep under the eternal ice.

All that remains is a purer desire for power, burning silently.

........................

In a small village near the Bone-Eating Well, in Grandma Feng's wooden house filled with the scent of herbs and smoke.

The warm yellow fire danced, dispelling the chill of late autumn and illuminating the faces of the people sitting around it in flickering light.

The sound of dishes and chopsticks clinking together and the aroma of food interweave to create a rare picture of peace.

Kagome held the warm bowl of soup in her hands, her eyes fixed on the half-demon boy beside her who was concentrating on eating, as if he was about to bury his face in the bowl.

She hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke softly, breaking the silence.

"Inuyasha... Let's not talk about Miss Kikyo for now."

She slowed down her tone, "What do you think of that 'father' from another world, Lord Toga?"

"Well!"

Inuyasha's eating suddenly stopped! His shoulders, which had been tense when he heard the word "Kikyo," relaxed imperceptibly after Kagome finished the second half of her sentence.

To be honest, Kikyo is his sweetheart, and Kagome is also his treasure, and he can't bear to part with either of them.

(It would be nice if we could be together.)

This greedy thought flashed through his mind, and Inuyasha swallowed the food in his mouth. When he raised his head with a relaxed mood, his face had replaced with his usual, slightly reckless, indifference.

He said nonchalantly.

"Huh? An old man from another world?"

Inuyasha grinned, his golden eyes gleaming with indifference.

"No matter how powerful he is, he will have to go back to his own territory sooner or later! Why miss him?"

Inuyasha, knowing that he could only help his father in the other world temporarily but not forever, waved his fist and his voice suddenly rose with a firm determination.

"What we have to do now is to take back the Four Souls Jade! And then - utterly destroy that bastard Naraku!"

"But……"

Master Maitreya put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hands, looking solemn.

He subconsciously used his wide sleeves to cover the "wind hole" that was eroded by the curse and continued to expand like a bottomless abyss.

The black hole that devoured life was like a sword hanging over his head, constantly reminding him of the urgency of time.

"If we could have a powerful ally like Lord Toga on our way to conquer Naraku... he would be enough to deter all evil.

"Wouldn't that greatly increase our chances of winning? Perhaps... we could end this faster."

There was a subtle hint of pleading and hope in his voice.

As soon as these words were spoken, the demon hunter Shanhu couldn't help but tighten her grip on the long-handled spoon.

Her mind instantly flashed through the pale yet dependent face of her younger brother Amber—the fragment of the Four Souls Jade that sustained his fragile life was like a drop of water hanging on a spider's silk.

As long as Naraku is not eliminated, Amber will never have peace!

This feeling of anxiety made her agree deeply with Maitreya's proposal.

"That's it!"

The little fox demon Qibao immediately jumped up, put his hands on his hips, and nodded vigorously like an adult, with his fox tail swaying behind him.

"Touga is the most powerful monster in the legend! Naraku is not even a bug in front of him!"

"Inuyasha, you are..."

He puffed out his chest and was about to make a grand statement like, "You're his son, it's okay to ask your father for help."

"boom!"

A muffled sound!

Inuyasha's iron fist came down as if by teleportation, accurately hitting Shippo's furry little head.

“Wow!”

Qibao screamed, and instantly turned into a rolling gourd with his hands on his head, rolling on the tatami with tears in his eyes.

"Inuyasha!"

Kagome's pretty face was instantly covered with a layer of frost, and her voice was as cold as the Siberian cold current, "Sit down!"

"Boom--!"

The power of the Word Spirit Beads exploded instantly.

Inuyasha didn't even have time to think of resisting before he was pinned down by invisible hands and slammed face down on the ground.

The force was so great that even the weathered wooden board of Grandma Feng groaned under the heavy weight and was smashed through.

"..."

Grandma Feng's hand holding the bowl froze in mid-air, the corners of her eyes twitched violently, she looked at the innocent floor of her house with heartache, and sighed silently in her heart.