Prompt: Gracious Host
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"Hn." Sesshomaru tilted his head, intent. "As previously mentioned. Yet, you somehow called forth the power needed at the precise hour the only night of the year when the veil between this realm and the netherworld is thinnest?"
"Y-yes." Kagome gulped.
"You are quite the gracious host, Miko, albeit woefully disorganized and forgetful."
The sudden change in topic threw her, but she latched onto it frantically despite his rudeness. Sapphire eyes pointedly met gold.
"Have you seen the house today? It's not my mess."
One hand released the counter and pulled a folded parchment from his jeans pocket.
Kagome froze.
