Inuyasha's Coffee and Roasted Herbs

"Inuyasha: Coffee and Burning Grass Jelly" Author: Ai Yeyu

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Inuju doujin, modern AU

Who said that childhood sweethearts can't beat the sky!Look at the marriage of the century between the second young master of the Dog family and the young lady of the Ju family!

Content tags: Reunited with wealthy families, childhood sweethearts, Japan and South Korea

Search keywords: Protagonist: Inuyasha, Kikyo┃Supporting role: ┃Others:

One-sentence introduction: Who said that childhood sweethearts can't beat the sky!

Conception: fall in love

border town

This is a small town that is not prosperous. This is the only university in the city. This is an ordinary milk tea shop next to the university.

A lady was seated on the side near the corner.She is so eye-catching, not because she is a rare stranger in this small town that even the aunt who sells vegetables knows well, nor is it because she sat there alone for more than an hour, and it is not because of her outstanding appearance and a suit that matches this The noble and elegant atmosphere of the remote town is very different.She is more like a cup of empathetic water, purifying all unpleasant colors and tastes, trying to present the most gentle and considerate state, and then spreading out with the waves.

It is a refreshing breath, which will make people feel cool in this hot summer day.But her trembling right hand revealed her uneasiness.

Time keeps ticking until the cute cat bell chained to the door strikes a slightly different tune.From where she was sitting, she could see the people entering the door without hindrance.It was obviously a college student, wearing a T-shirt and big shorts. His eyes, which were only hidden under the thick bangs, reflected a stubborn light, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.Swinging the backpack on his shoulders, he walked straight to sit opposite her after entering the door.

The visitor stared at her without hesitation.This behavior is like smashing a stubborn stone into a pond, and it is no longer easy to end with a slight wave.She withdrew her restless hands, clenched them on her thighs.

Slowly brewing a friendly atmosphere, she raised her head and smiled at him: "Long time no see, Inuyasha."

"Ah."

"You..." Her eyes wandered, trying to find some easy and harmless topics to break the embarrassment.But Inuyasha just sat quietly opposite, as if he should be polite to strangers, or he looked out of it and watched her direct and act on his own, and watched her struggle and suffer.

"May I have something to drink?" The waiter handed over the water order.

He didn't raise his eyes, and replied directly: "Burning jelly grass, the original flavor." Sensing the slightly surprised gaze on the other side, Inuyasha raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "The taste has changed a long time ago! Why, did you know?" So blatantly provocation and irony.

"Your coffee is cold, do you need another cup?" She nodded mechanically, and gradually regained her sense of being shaken by those words.

A few minutes later, the glass containing the burnt grass jelly was shining brightly and brilliantly.She stroked the rim of the cup with her index finger, and the texture of white porcelain accurately conveyed the heat of the coffee, boiling hot.

"Ah, I forgot to remind you!" He withdrew the frivolous smile from the corner of his mouth, his dark eyes were filled with undercurrents, "I have never liked coffee, never!"

"Hiss!" The temperature of the coffee seemed to rise suddenly, she rubbed her burnt fingers and slowly calmed her breathing, "Inuyasha, do you have to speak to me in this tone?"

He folded his arms around his chest, leaned back, and snorted, "Then what tone should I use? Is it an honorific, Miss Kikyo?" This is not only sarcastic, but also sarcastic, it is completely intended to irritate her and stab her , with a retaliatory move.

Kikyo closed her eyes: "Inuyasha, I didn't know about that from beginning to end, you..."

"So what am I? Because you don't know, so I should just laugh it off as nothing happened?" He interrupted her roughly, as if he was telling a century-old joke that even he didn't believe, "Under the sun How can there be such a good thing!"

Facing his rising tone, Kikyo tried his best to keep his breath stable, with a persuasive and even flattering tone: "I know how much you have been wronged, and I know how much hurt and pain you have suffered, so Inuyasha, You resent me, it's okay, I deserve it, I..."

"Resentment?" Inuyasha laughed loudly, "You really take yourself seriously!" He shook his shoulders violently to show the absurdity of her remarks just now.

Kikyo looked at him silently for a long time, a flash of silver light danced and flashed into her eyes.She sighed helplessly, and called his name in the doting and intimate tone at the beginning: "Inuyasha..." Then she reached out and stroked his cheek across the table.

"Inuyasha, you really won't lie at all... If you are angry or resentful, just vent it out... It's okay to yell or scold, but don't say such hurtful things, you know it's not true of……"

He raised his hand, already determined to slap her away.Unexpectedly, Kikyo's hand ran down his cheek, and pulled out the silver chain hanging around his neck, with a ring at the end of the chain.

"If you really don't care, if you really don't care... tell me, Inuyasha, why did you wear it to see me?"

Inuyasha waved her hand away with a snap, and stood up abruptly.The excessive movement knocked over the glass at hand and fell to the ground, and the fragments mixed with the juice splashed around.

"Don't always act like you know me very well and have seen me through! Why do you have it?" He pointed at Kikyo's already stunned face, abandoned the previous intentionally provocative posture, and his anger exploded.

"Where were you when my father died? Where were you when Sesshomaru kicked me out and locked down the whole city? Where were you when my mother was so sick that she didn't even have a place to live? Your eldest lady was in the Seine River Drinking coffee while enjoying the scenery! Don’t tell me you don’t know, you’re sorry! You can let go of everything after you go abroad, and ignore it? The overwhelming newspaper news has been boiling for more than two months without making it to the front page. What about your parents? Put you under house arrest or locked in a dungeon so that you haven't received any news?"

"You're coming back late, Kikyo! It's too late, there's no suspense!" Inuyasha pulled off the ring and slapped it on the table, "I've lost this thing for a long time, and it was between the bed when Kagome helped me clean up the house yesterday I'll give it back to you!"

"You have gone out, you don't need to walk back, I don't welcome you! Don't come to me again, don't go to my school, and don't go near my residence! Don't have any intimate conversations with Kagome , and don't bother my mom at the cemetery! Don't provoke my classmates as my old friend, and don't try to convince them to help you..."

"In a word... Get out of my life, Miss Chiba Kikyo!" He shouted the last sentence, grabbed his backpack, and slammed the door without looking back.

Curious, amazed, and surprised eyes turned and lingered on her.Kikyo picked up the coffee silently and drank it in one gulp: it's really bitter, she forgot to add sugar.

Life

The sun turned slightly, and it was noon.

When I ran all the way home from the milk tea shop, there was already a thin layer of sweat on my forehead.He wiped it casually, pushed the door open and entered.This is a two-story private house, with a small lawn on the east side, where the barbecue grill bought by the landlord Mrs. Nozawa just last month is placed.But these days she went to visit her son who was far away in Osaka, otherwise she must have heard the sound of her cooking and watching TV from afar.

"Inuyasha?" Kagome, who was busy in the kitchen, asked casually when she heard the door knock.

"You are lucky today! It's hard to learn this soup, it will be ready in a while... By the way, did you see the burnt jelly on the table? It was Mrs. Miura who insisted on giving it to me when she passed by Mrs. Miura's house, and said thank you Our group often go to take care of her business! It’s been frozen, and the taste should be just right..." Her tone was very cheerful, and Inuyasha could almost imagine that her smiling eyes must be full of light at this time.

Inuyasha responded, walked through the corridor and living room, and went straight into the kitchen.The room is full of fragrance.

"Why..." Kagome glanced at him, turned around and smiled at him, "Huh? Inuyasha, your T-shirt..."

"Wet." After being interrupted by something strange, she finished the conversation in a daze, and then realized that she was still holding a spoon in one hand, and was being hugged tightly by him in a very unnatural posture.

Inuyasha rested his head on her shoulder and said nothing.

At the same time, there was the sound of steam rushing to the top of the pot cover after the thick soup boiled, but no one paid any attention to it.

"Have you seen her?" Kagome's gentle tone rang slowly in her ears, full of pity.

He didn't answer, but there was no need to ask any more.She raised her arms and hugged Inuyasha back.

People like to hug, thinking that if their hearts are close to their hearts, they can understand each other's thoughts and convey comfort that others cannot understand.Helpless, hugs have too many meanings.Which one it is, there is no time to take care of it at this moment.

Inuyasha rarely speaks in this tone, as if he doesn't want others to hear it, as if talking to himself.

"I still can't bear it, I said so many bad things... But, if I don't, I'm afraid I will keep resenting like that... I'm not very forgiving with my personality! What's more, she told me , hope to see me smile..."

Is it really that resentful?Kagome looked at his empty neck, thinking of the silver chain and ring she found when cleaning the room a month ago.That thing looked very old, and the style of the ring was quite old.When she took it to ask Inuyasha, the expression on his face didn't look like resentment.Not to mention resentment, not even blame or resentment.That is longing, a longing that has been forcibly suppressed, like an undercurrent tumbling under a deep pool, with only some fine ripples on the surface.

"I can