"Lord Miroku, please take me away from here."
The girl held her hands before her chest, her eyes full of adoration and longing.
Looking into her eyes, Miroku was moved as well:
"Koharu..."
"Lord Miroku, I have nowhere to go now. Besides, I've grown up. I can bear your children now."
The young girl spoke with heartfelt sincerity.
She had waited more than five years, nearly six, for that promise, and at last, something could come of it.
In the original timeline, after meeting the more beautiful and accomplished Sango, she had chosen to withdraw quietly.
But in this timeline, Li Xia's appearance had left Sango with little interest in Miroku. Miroku had never reached out with his wandering hands to get closer to Sango, whose heart already belonged to someone else. Without Sango coming between them, there was nothing stopping Miroku and Koharu from accepting each other.
One had invested five or six years in advance.
And it had been an angel investment made with a single little rice ball.
The other had stayed true to her heart and waited patiently for five or six years.
Goodness, this girl's perseverance really was admirable.
Though these two had no grand, stirring, tear-jerking story between them, their feelings were mutual all the same.
It left Li Xia and Kagome even more awkward, unsure what to say.
Could this be Miroku's wisdom?
It was exactly the same approach as Sesshomaru raising a little tagalong from childhood.
He had even gotten a full three-year head start on that Noble Young Master of the Dog Clan.
Now, he was already reaping a bountiful harvest.
Tsk, tsk. They really were all far-sighted fellows.
Damn, hadn't Miroku only been fifteen when he met the eleven-year-old Koharu?
*She's clearly younger than me, yet she was already prepared