He raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a self-deprecating smile, and said in a somewhat sad voice: "Yes, I have understood it a long time ago, or I have been deceiving myself." As if he was relieved, his pale yellow pupils shone with a different light than before, completely different from the publicity in his youth, and a little more restrained and quiet.
Sesshomaru sneered. The wind blew suddenly, blowing up the white fur on his shoulders and fluttering in the wind... There was a hint of mockery in his smile. Then, he gathered up his messy silver hair and said, "Let's go." After saying that, he turned and left gracefully. The wind blew the white fur and silver hair flying, as if to show the master's good mood.
Yes, Sesshomaru was very happy. He had never thought that Kagome's death would make him so happy. He didn't know what kind of feeling it was. It seemed like... Jealousy...?
The protagonist suffers.
Indifferent and loyal dog attack PK, cute and invincible