- Yes, do not worry about me. Where is Sesshoumaru?
- He returned to his castle, lady.
Natsumi swam to the surface and sat on the bank's highest lake and was enjoying the night. His eyes bright and moist, glazed in a picture that appeared only in her mind. One of the servants, who was her best friend appeared to bring the accessories she liked when she was put that way: a kimono and a flute, because that was what made her feel human.
- Are you okay?
- If I was I would not be up here thinking that youkai.
- He murdered Mrs Rina and almost killed you, forget it, not worth wasting your sighs with him.
- You do not understand ... The way he acts, his face, physical strength, all influence a woman to fall for him ... In the end it became a great irony: we should delight mermaids and other creatures ended up being a mermaid enchanted.
She wore a kimono and played the flute for a few moments. Clearly her sadness every note of the flute. Stopped playing and said, looking at the sky:
- Sesshoumaru is my husband, even if only for a day, but it will.
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