"No," was all the daiyōkai had to say. The sight before him only required that one word.
The sight in question was that of a demonness, one named Riho if he recalled correctly, who he brought into his household to act as a motherly figure for Rin, sprawled on his futon in a skimpy white yukata. The obi was loose and sloppily tied and the collar had fallen to reveal her shoulders. She was blindfolded as well.
"But why not?" she whined, pulling the blindfold to hang around her neck.
"That does not matter. Leave, do not return."
Sesshōmaru sighed.