(A/N: Here's chapter eleven. Enjoy!)
The Dark Secrets of Harazami
I was still very depressed because of Tsuskio-chan's disappearance. I did the only thing naturally. If I was going to find Tsuskio-chan, then I'll need to find the cause. I decided to do some research in the curse of Oriyshima. I decided to go to the local library that was in the village.
As I entered the library hut, I saw so many different scrolls and books. Most of them consisted of the wars and history of battles the Harazami Village went to. I sighed frustrated. I threw the books. None of them was what I was hoping for.
I felt someone tap my shoulder, and turned to face a man. No, he was a demon. A lion demon to be precise. After a short introduction, he asked me if I was interested in learning about the history of this village. I glared at him suspiciously. But…this was my probably my one and only chance to find any clues that might lead me to my precious Tsuskio-chan.
The demon handed me a couple of scrolls and books. Apparently this was the research he had done regarding Harazami and Oriyshima-sama's curse. He left afterwards. I immediately the scroll, and to my surprise and interest it talked about the history of this village.
The village was originally called Onifachi Village. It was a place where dark and sinister oni lived. They were plainly just demons who feast on the flesh and blood of other lesser demons and humans. Then the Oriyshima-sama came done and quelled the oni, and was considered the guardian of the village since then. But there is still a swamp that goes by the name of Onifachi Swamp near this village, where the oni resides.
I also discovered that the Watanagashi Festival also stood for Intestines Drifting Festival back when this village was called Onifachi. It was festival just like it was today. Yet, instead of using cotton, they used the insides of their sacrifice. They cut the body of their sacrifice open with the ritual hoe, and rip out their organs. These said demon or human was used to quell the oni or the anger of Oriyshima-sama.
All of this was just a myth though, and just that guy's research. I wasn't even sure of all this stuff was even true. The more I read…the more I became sadden. The more and more I truly believed Tsuskio-chan...was gone forever. I'll never see my beloved Tsuskio-chan again. The thought of it made my heart wrench in pain and agony. This heartbreak was the worst type of feeling anyone could feel. It was like being stabbed by a hundred knives all over your body.
My mind went blank, and heart broke. Tsuskio-chan…? You really are gone, aren't you? Aren't you, my Tsuskio-chan?
"This is truly started to become a sad tale," Kagome said, sadly. "As I read this…keep wondering, if all this that happened really did happen. I mean, what if this used to the Naraku we fought before…he turned…you know…evil."
"We won't know unless you keep reading, wench," Inuyasha said, annoyed. He didn't care how depressed the book sounded. Naraku isn't getting any sympathy from him. No way in hell. Not after all the things the bastard did to get a completed Sacred Jewel. He doesn't deserve pity on his account.
"Ugh! Inuyasha! How could you be such and insensitive jerk?"
"Just ignore him, Kagome, and keep reading," Sango said with a sigh. The schoolgirl sent a sharp death glare his way before flipping to the next page.
(A/N: The end of chapter eleven. Please read and review!)