The room was spacious, its layout unlike that of an ordinary home.
Where was this?
Xu Zhiqiu raised her hand, and a wide blue sleeve came into view. The fabric was soft, and as she lifted her arm, the sleeve slipped down, exposing her fair hand.
She looked down at the clothes someone had changed her into, hurriedly got up, and glanced around. Her backpack was on a low table.
She opened it and checked. Her belongings were still there.
Phew.
Xu Zhiqiu breathed a sigh of relief.
She took out the clothes Kagome had brought her and hid under the covers to change.
She was only halfway through changing when footsteps sounded outside. With her pants still not properly on, Xu Zhiqiu lay motionless under the covers, listening closely to the sounds outside.
"Miss." A man's gentle voice came from outside.
A stranger?
Puzzled and worried that he might lift her covers, Xu Zhiqiu hastily poked her head out, only to meet an unfamiliar face.
At the sight of that delicate, handsome face, her last lingering memories of this anime's villain stirred awake.
Naraku, a demon wearing the skin of a sickly human. He loved Kikyo.
Under Xu Zhiqiu's unblinking stare, the young man coughed softly. His frail face looked utterly haggard as he said gently, "Forgive me. I've been sickly since childhood. How are you feeling now, miss?"
"Hm?" Xu Zhiqiu came back to her senses, confused by his behavior.
Didn't Naraku know her? Why was he putting on this act?
He smiled gently and said, "You fainted outside Inuyama Castle, miss. I felt as though we were old friends the moment I saw you. Since you hadn't woken up, I took the liberty of bringing you back to the Lord of the Castle's Residence."
*Oh, right. She