After extinguishing the raging fire in the village, the Silver-Haired Girl said to the handsome demon beside her, "This is far enough. Thank you." Though they had only just met, she had already sensed his dislike of getting involved in others' affairs, so she was the first to say goodbye. Their paths would probably cross no further than this. A kindness born of a chance encounter would sooner or later end in parting.
Sesshomaru's golden eyes flickered, as though scarlet flames danced within them-or perhaps they merely reflected the village fire. When he said nothing, she assumed he felt the same way. After bowing gratefully in thanks, she walked into the fire-ravaged village without looking back.
Sesshomaru stood on the mountaintop, watching her pale lavender figure gradually recede. His silver hair danced wildly in the mountain wind, his wide sleeves snapping, but in the end, he said nothing to make her stay. Once she had vanished from sight, he briefly closed his eyes. When he opened them again, he was once more the cold, merciless Dog Clan Demon King whom all demons feared.
Jaken saw Sesshomaru returning alone from afar and asked in surprise, "Lord Sesshomaru, where is that girl?"
Sesshomaru shot Jaken an irritated glance. Jaken immediately retreated three steps, covered his head, and fled. "I didn't say anything!"
"..." Sesshomaru watched Jaken make a fool of himself in silence, then casually changed the subject. "Gone."
"Huh?" Jaken did not know whether Sesshomaru meant the girl was gone or that it was time for them to go. He carefully studied Sesshomaru's expression and found no apparent displeasure, so he took it as a summons to leave. Still, he muttered indignantly, "Hmph, what an ungrateful creature. To just walk away like that."
"Shut up. You're noisy." Sesshomaru frowned in irritation,