She woke up to find herself in the Warring States period, a time when monsters ran rampant.
Yayoi: Think I could snag the position of female emperor?
Then she reached out and, holy cow, why was her hand a furry paw?!
The snow-white little leopard sat by the stream, melancholically flicking her fluffy tail, as long as her body.
Well, there went her chances of becoming emperor.
But... aren't there no leopards on the Japanese islands? Could she be an invasive species?!
The leopard buried her face in her paws and wailed.
One day, while idling in the human world, the Dog General suddenly caught an utterly unfamiliar scent. For a great demon who had lived for nearly a thousand years, that was quite unusual.
He followed the scent to its source.
A round-headed, fluffy little demon bounded nimbly through the woods, carrying a furry tail nearly as long as its body in its mouth. It looked like a kitten that might be either a cat demon or a dog demon.
"Don't be afraid."
"What kind of demon are you? Why are you alone in the forest? Where are you going? Where are your elders?"
Yayoi, caught by the scruff of her neck and at the mercy of fate: ...
There was nothing she could do. She couldn't fight back at all. This white-haired great demon positively radiated strength.
So she could only lie flat and give up.
The little snow leopard went "Ying ying ying" as she explained where she came from and where she was headed, then slumped there with her round, catlike face, ready to die.
"You have nothing to do with leopard cats, and you don't even have the distinctive musk of their clan. They won't accept you."
"Why don't you come back to the Western Lands with me? I have a son about your age. You're so unusual, he might like to play with you."
Yayoi: Did I get a chance to say no?
And so the little snow leopard was brought back to the Western Lands as a souvenir by the Dog General, who had been loafing around in the human world. After that, he never made a point of looking after her.
But hold on.
The grown white dog, who had been playing outside for ages without returning to the Cloud Palace, looked at the fluffy little demon nestled in his wife's lap. She was beautiful as a peach blossom, yet cold as frost. He stared: ?
Just then, the big dog, now in human form, entered the hall and said coldly, "Mother, it's time to give Yayoi back to me."
Lady Riko tucked her sleeves over her mouth and smiled. "What an unfilial son. You won't even lend your sister to your mother for a little while?"
"Besides, your father has finally come home for once. Won't you spar with the King of the White Dogs first?"
The big dog's golden eyes shifted toward his father.
The Dog General: ???
Whose house is this, anyway?
Theme: Life goes on, and so should we.
