The forest was silent.

The autumn wind blew over the trees and a large patch of withered leaves fell.

Seeing the Yokai was still unwilling to show itself, Holly narrowed her eyes and prepared to attack. Suddenly--

"Cooing~"

A fluffy white ball poked its head out from behind a tree.

Horii was stunned for a moment before turning to look at ShiKi. And the ShiKi also had a puzzled expression on her face.

This seemed to be different from what she had thought?

"…" She twitched the corner of her eyes, put down her hand, and tried to make a friendly expression. "Why are you following me?"

Originally, she had thought that it was a powerful Yokai because of its ability to conceal its aura was so powerful, but in the end, it was actually such a fluffy little monster. Moreover, it seemed that its demonic power was so weak that it was practically negligible. Horii even felt that she could crush it to death with one hand.

"Cooing …Cooing."

The little ball jumped up and down, eager to say something.

"What is it saying?"

MaSu shook her head, indicating that she did not understand.

"Hmmm." Horii glanced at the little monster and pulled out a fan that was pinned to her waist. "If you don't understand, then ignore it. Let's go."

"Yes, Master."

Turning around to leave, the white ball of fur immediately jumped down from the tree and followed behind Holly. She goes, it goes, she stops, it stops.

Horii was really annoyed. She didn't want to bring a little follower, especially such a weak follower.

She walked over and lifted the little fellow up with one hand. "Don't follow me anymore," she said with a sullen face.

The little Yokai’s size was just matched with her hands. It twisted its body uneasily, and its fluffy touch made Horii feel a little absent-minded for a moment.

Ah, it seems to be really soft.

She gently pinched it hard, and the soft-touch reminded her of the tail of the Sesshoumaru.

It actually felt like the tail of Sesshoumaru.

Suddenly, she could not bear to hurt the little fellow.

Horii frowned and handed the wool ball to the ShiKi beside her. He said, "Ask it clear why the little Yokai followed us."

…

After a long time, MaSu finally learned the whole story from this little monster named White Mist Pill.

"Master, it said that the place where it originally lived was occupied by another group of Yokai. It fled here and saw that you are powerful, so it intends to follow you …"

"Are you sure it's telling the truth?" Horii glanced suspiciously, and White Mist Pill’s eyes immediately blinked.

"It should be true."

"Fine, we take you. By the way, what it can do?" Horii did not worry about that such a little Yokai would hurt a human. Although its concealment ability was not bad, its strength was so low that it could be directly killed even if it was captured by humans. It was just that Horii didn't know if it had any other uses, just like the little monsters in the shrine.

Horii stared at White Mist Pill and thought for a moment before saying, "Warm hands?"

Horii was silent for a moment, then she held up her fan and pressed it against her forehead, "… That makes sense."

She picked up the little Yokai, rubbed it with both hands, sighed contentedly, and then said to the ShiKi, "Let's go."

"Master, where are we going next?" ShiKi landed half a step behind her and asked.

"Find a place where people lived… Mm, there's a city ahead, isn't there?" Seeing ShiKi nod, Horii immediately decided happily, "Let's go there."

…

Before they could reach the city they were talking about, they first met acquaintances.

After leaving the woods, Horii looked at ‎Sesshoumaru a hundred steps away. She thought to herself, "It’s the fate you never flee from its control. It wasn't long before we met again. "

This is not the only path to the city. It was clearly because you felt demonic energy that you chose this path, okay?

ShiKi cursed in her heart, but her face did not show any trace. He silently followed behind Horii.

Sesshoumaru stood in the middle of the road. In front of him lay the corpse of a monster. Dark red blood flowed all over the ground, faintly emitting smoke. The poisonous whip in Sesshoumaru's hand hadn't been withdrawn yet. Obviously, the murderer who killed that Yokai was him.

Horii did not know how to start a conversation when she witnessed him like this. She organized her words and said with a smile, "Long time no see, Sesshoumaru."

Sesshoumaru ignored her.

He put down her hand and walked over to her expressionlessly.

Horii felt that she must have hallucinated. When Sesshoumaru passed her, she actually heard a snort in disdain. And this short tone contained emotions such as contempt, ridicule and how could it be her?

"It's not an auditory hallucination," ShiKi added from the side.

"So, does that guy really dislike me?" Horii frowned and rubbed the white ball in her hand.

The little white Yokai looked at her and blinked black grape-like eyes.

Horii cursed fiercely and even pulled off a hair from the White Mist Pill with excitement, but she didn't dare to speak loudly because of the Sesshoumaru.

It was the first time she greeted someone so enthusiastically that she was ignored and mocked. She couldn't describe the feeling, but she just felt unhappy.

Very unhappy.

Very, very unhappy.

Even when Mao had played tricks on her in the past, she didn't feel this bad like this.

Shiki stood at the side and didn't say anything. She tilted head and looked at Sesshoumaru, who had already walked far away. Suddenly, she realized that he had slightly tilted his head when Horii scolded him for being a bastard.

A thoughtful expression appeared on ShiKi’s face.

I heard that the Yokai of the canine race usually has excellent auditory sense.