Of Dreams and Wishes

Hi! Thanks for wanting to read this fanfic. I hope you like this story.

Sorry if this chapter's quality isn't as good as the previous ones. The plot bunnies are dying on me, even though I already have the backbone of this fanfic planned out. I was originally going to expand this into two chapters, but I ended up shortening a few cases and dropping another two all together.

All my current knowledge regarding xxxHolic manga stem mainly from Wikipedia and some other sites, but I do read some manga chapters for references for certain details the anime doesn't provide. (I'd most likely read the entire manga later.) As such, this fanfic would mainly follow xxxHolic anime with some addition from the manga.

However, I would be changing the order of the episodes around and wouldn't include all the cases, so don't complain if you find that my fanfic doesn't follow the same chronological order as in the anime and manga.

Of Dreams and Wishes takes place after the Inuyasha series, with changes with its ending and certain details. Also, most of the characters from Inuyasha and Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicles would not appear as often as the xxxHolic main characters and Kagome.

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Vocabulary

Hitsuzen — inevitable, fated

Sengoku Jidai — Feudal Era

Shikon no Tama — Jewel of Four Souls

Shikon no Miko — Priestess of Shikon no Tama; in order words, its guardian

Shikon no kakera — Shikon shards

Kami — god

Hanyou — half demon

Youkai — demon

Daiyoukai — great demon

Taijiya — demon slayer

Nekotama — two-tailed cat

Ame-warashi — rain sprite

Zashiki-warashi — vestal sprite; supposed to bring fortune when staying with a household, but fortune declines when zashiki-warashi leaves

Kitsune — fox

Kitsune bi — foxfire

Kudagitsune — pipe fox sprite

Inu — dog

Ookami — wolf

Miko — priestess, shrine maiden

Miko ki – priestess energy

Reiki — spiritual energy

Youki — demon energy

Jaki — miasma, evil energy

Ofuda — protective wards on parchment / paper wards

Ojii-chan / Jii-chan / Ojii-san / Jii-san / Ojii-sama / Jii-sama — grandfather, in different forms of endearment and respect

Hyakumonogatari — 100 ghost stories

Chapter 6 Wings of Decadence

Yuuko-san was very deserving of the title Dimension Witch. Yesterday, she had led them through a pocket dimension all the way to Ginza. Kagome had read many magic books from the storeroom (unfortunately, she lacked the latent talent to do most of the spells written there), so she knew that the energy it had taken Yuuko-san to create and maintain it, however temporary, could've lit a busy city for several days.

They then did a house call (she didn't even know Yuuko-san did that) for a woman who had been neglecting her wife and mother duties in favour of the Internet. Kagome didn't quite understand how someone could become so utterly addicted to the Internet that they would practically forsake their family. To her, there was nothing better than camping out in nature and dealing with the supernatural. And as bloodthirsty as it sounded, she thrived on the adrenaline from death or life situation.

The feeling of reiki and youki swirling all around them, an ever changing dance. The wind rushing past her face and the heartbeat thundering in her ears. The sound of Sango-chan's hiraikotsu whooshing through the air and the splatter of youkai guts which followed. The tinkering of Miroku-sama's staff and the crackling energy from his ofuda when meeting youki. The pops of smoke which preceded Shippou-chan's transformations. The war cries from Inuyasha as he swung his Tessaiga down, unleashing an attack. The thrum of warm miko ki flowing through her veins as she shot an arrow at yet another foe, turning them to dust. But most of all, the knowledge they had once again conquered their enemies together and were one step closer to defeating Naraku.

Hah… It was intoxicating.

The good ol' days.

Then again, she had probably been displacing her affections for her friends to the battles which they all shared heightened by adrenaline. She missed them… She missed them so much…

Being with Yuuko-san, Kimihiro-kun, Doumeki-kun, Himawari-chan, Mokona, Moro-chan, and Maru-chan had lessened the pain but…

There was just something so freeing about Sengoku Jdai where forests and fields of green grass had yet to be replaced by concrete buildings. And, five hundred years ago, there was no one in Japan who didn't believe in youkai, spirits, and kami. She didn't need to hide her abilities there and could talk freely to anyone about the supernatural without being critiqued.

It hurt, knowing that the majority of the world's population didn't believe in the world she knew was true, that her precious friends and their harrowing adventure had become nothing more than a myth.

The old fortune teller had informed her of her second family's death, but the old woman hadn't known exactly who were giving her well-wishes from the afterlife. Afterwards, from the kitsune at the oden stand, she had learnt of Shippou-chan's passing. But Kagome still held hope that at least Inuyasha and Sesshoumaru-sama were still alive.

She wanted to see them. She wanted to know what really happened in her friend's lives after she had left them behind in Sengoku Jdai.

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"Kimihiro-kun…"

"Hm?"

It was one of those rare nights where the two of them would lie on a blanket in the garden, staring up at the starry sky. They were never interrupted by the other occupants of the shop during this time. She knew that Yuuko-san and the rest knew about their outdoor sleepovers, but it was unspoken that it was their time alone — a time for two humans from this era who had been dragged into the supernatural world and needed the company of people who had experienced the same.

This activity had first started during the warmer autumn nights, when Kagome had been longing for Sengoku Jidai, feeling too caged to sleep indoors. Some time later, Kimihiro, who had woken up for a glass of water, had found her and joined her for a night of stargazing. The second time occurred early winter, in which they had sleeping bags and a fire lit nearby. Ever since then, one of them would occasionally lay in the garden, only to be joined by the other. (Of course, Kimihiro didn't live here in the shop, unlike her, so Kagome had spent most of those nights alone with her thoughts.)

Tonight, her mind was full of her adventures in Sengoku Jidai. She wanted to tell someone about it — the whole unaltered truth. Kimihiro-kun was like her, in a different way. He would be able to understand why she continued to stay there, despite all the bloodshed and heartbreak, won't he? Mama and jii-chan would've never let her go if she had told them everything. And Souta was too young to hear of the horrors she had faced.

"Remember the story I told you when we were doing hyakumonogatari? The story of Naraku, Kikyou, and Inuyasha?"

"Yeah."

"Let me tell you what happened next."

The Shikon no Tama travelled with Kikyou's soul and eventually reappeared in this world within a baby less than seventeen years ago. The child grew up in a shrine, with a kind mother, an eccentric grandfather, and an annoying little brother, unaware of the passengers hidden within. Her soul was slowly nurtured by the Shikon no Tama. The jewel changed her, though she wouldn't be aware of it for years to come. Both her parents were pureblooded humans, but being born with the Shikon no Tama made that child more than just a normal human.

Then, on her fifteenth birthday, her entire world started falling to pieces.

She was dragged down the old well at her shrine by a centipede youkai and ended up five hundred years in the past, in Sengoku Jidai. It was also in that time period where the Shikon no Tama was literally ripped from her side, leaving behind an everlasting starburst scar right above her hips. And soon afterwards, the child accidentally shattered the Shikon no Tama, sending numerous Shikon no kakera all across Japan.

Anywhere the Shikon no kakera landed, trouble would brew and bloodshed was a constant. She knew she had the responsibility to collect all the shards, to correct the terrible mistake she had made.

Kagome then spoke of her second family and allies — Inuyasha, the brash inu hanyou, Shippou-chan, the orphaned kitsune kit, Sango-chan, taijiya whose clan was destroyed by Naraku's schemes, Kirara, her faithful nekotama, Miroku-sama, a perverted monk whose linage had been cursed by Naraku since his grandfather, Kohaku, Sango's younger brother who was manipulated by Naraku but eventually broke free of his control, Kaede-sama, Kikyou's younger sister, Myouga-jiji, a cowardly flea youkai who was a bounty of knowledge regarding ancient youkai, Totosai, a great youkai sword smith, Kouga-kun, the persistent ookami youkai, Jinengi, a kind horse hanyou…

Of their enemies, who occasionally became an ally of sorts — Kikyou, whose soul was ripped from the Shikon child by a witch and replaced into a clay body and was forced to steal souls to stay in the world of the living, Sesshoumaru-sama, Inuyasha's older half-brother, an inu daiyoukai who really disliked Inuyasha, Jaken, his faithful kappa vassal, Rin, an orphaned girl Sesshoumaru had saved and who never failed to follow the Lord of the West, Ah-un, a two-headed dragon, Kagura, an incarnation of Naraku who only desired to be the free wind, Kanna, the oldest of Naraku's incarnation who betrayed him at the very end…

And their enemies who weren't anything but — Naraku, their greatest foe, Naraku's many incarnations, who were frankly enough a pain to defeat,Kaguya, a youkai who devoured other youkai and a celestial maiden for power and immortality, Sou'unga, a sentient from Hell, the youkai souls from the Shikon no Tama, and many more.

Kagome left nothing out — not the horrors and pain brought about by human greed and power-hungry youkai, not the heartbreak from Inuyasha and Kikyou's situation (though she had eventually come to terms with it), not her frustration and emotional pain of always being compared to Kikyou (at least in the beginning, when Inuyasha had been a lot more insensitive and Kikyou had been consumed by anger and the need for vengence), not her struggles in juggling her life in both world, not her regrets for being unable to save all those innocent lives. She told him everything, everything but how the purified Shikon no Tama had fused with her — she wasn't ready to admit it to anyone but herself, since she still wasn't quite sure of its true effects on her.

"A few months after the Shikon child had been casted away from Sengoku Jidai, she met the Dimension Witch and formed close friendships with several other people. And right now, the Shikon child had just finished telling Watanuki Kimihiro of her history, which had been denounced as mere myth by most of society today."

There was silence. Kimihiro hadn't made a sound since she had first started telling her story. Did he believe her? Please say he believed her. And please, please don't shun her away.

A hand clasped over hers and blue met purple. "You're strong, Kagome-chan. I don't think I could've survived all that."

Her lips widened into a grin and she breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you, but I think Kimihiro-kun is really strong too. I don't think I could stand losing my family at such a young age and dealing with spirits on my own."

Since there was no school the next day, they stayed up talking for a few hours more, dozing off as the sun rose over the horizon. But it seemed as though Yuuko-san knew what happened that night. Moro and Maru opened a beach umbrella to shade them from sunlight. And no one bothered them until they woke up on their own.

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"Why did you tell Watanuki your story?" Yuuko asked, blowing out a trail of tobacco smoke.

Kagome smiled, not looking up from the magic book she was reading. "You know why. It's a reason similar to why you're so interested in him. Kimihiro-kun is different from other humans, and I'm not just referring to how delicious his aura is to spirits. I sensed it the moment I met him at this shop."

"Hm… Your sensory abilities are greater than expected, but everything is still hitsuzen."

"I know…"

There was nothing more she could say about that. As much as she hated it, she knew that the best place for dealing with the Shikon no Tama had been in the past. If it had resurfaced in this time, it would've been a complete disaster — World War III with humans on the losing side. Furthermore, even though it had caused a lot of destruction and misery, if Kagome hadn't shattered the jewel, they would've never been strong enough to protect the Shikon and defeat most of their more powerful enemies. Naraku may have even won early won. It was in their journey to collect the shards which they had gathered more power and experience.

Like Yuuko-san often said, everything was hitsuzen, even if she detested it.

Kimihiro-kun would play a large role in maintaining the future. He was the main character now. Kagome, Yuuko-san, Doumeki-kun, and Himawari-chan were just the supporting characters in his story. Even so, she would make sure to protect them all. She couldn't afford another heartbreak of losing her precious friends to hitsuzen.

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"Eh? Really! Something that interesting happened on the one weekend I went back home?"

Higurashi was once again at his family temple to take advantage of the books in the storage room. (Shizuka had long since learned all the basics Higurashi could teach him. The only thing left now was practice and experimentation to test the limitations of his powers.) No one really bothered to consult the books there since none of them lived in the other world as his grandfather did. Even Shizuka hadn't until he had discovered his powers during the hyakumonogatari. He still couldn't see lesser spirits (apparently, Awe-warashi, Zashiki-warashi, and stronger youkai wouldn't be a problem), but he had plenty of knowledge from jii-san's stories and the books.

Now, he was telling her of the twins he and Watanuki had met. The elder twin had severe self-esteem issues, all of which were effected by her own self-effecting words and the words her younger sister said. Eventually, Watanuki and Yuuko-san had convinced her to stop putting herself down and letting others put her down. The next time they met again, she had changed from a moody girl with not self-confidence to a more cheerful one.

Then Higurashi sighed, shaking her head. "The poor girl… I know exactly what she went through. I was born was a high resemblance to one of my best friends' ex-girlfriend. Well, actually, their story was a bit more complicated than that. A love rival, Raku, wanted Kiko for himself and had spread some really nasty rumours about their relationship. There was a huge misunderstanding which led to a really bad breakup and Kiko left the town. Yasha still hadn't gotten over Kiko when I came into his life. At the beginning, Yasha couldn't really cope with our physical resemblance and often put me down, to a point where I almost believed him."

Shizuka frowned. He didn't like the thought of his friend going through such emotional pain.

Before he could comment on it, she chuckled, "Yeah, we had a really rocky start to our friendship. It didn't really help that we had a quest of sorts that we had to do together. But it worked out fine in the end. Yasha and Kiko eventually worked out their problems when Kiko returned to town and Yasha didn't compare the two of us anymore."

Even so, Shizuka had the urge to shoot an arrow at this Yasha. He considered Watanuki, Higurashi-san, and Kunogi-san as his friends, and he didn't take kindly to anyone — humans, spirits, or youkai — harming those he considered under his protection.

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Kimihiro squeaked and flailed as a long-length of silky fur snaked around his body, hitting all the spots which were ticklish. To his relief, it settled down around his neck, as a warm furry scarf of sorts.

Walking beside him, Kagome giggled, "Kudagitsune really likes you, doesn't he?" As if proving her words, the tiny sprite (which looked more like a furry snake with a fox's head) pecked him on the cheeks several times. The kudagitsune had been a payment to Yuuko-san for allowing Ame-warashi to use Kagome's service to save the hydrangea bush; and like most supernatural creatures, had instantly been drawn to him. Fortunately, this one wasn't interested in devouring him.

Suddenly, Kagome froze in her steps and Kudagitsune peeked out from his collar; both were staring in the same direction — at three girls a street down.

"Aren't those girls from today's art lesson?" Kimihiro pondered out loud. They were from Class 2 — one was a quieter one, who seemed to be taken advantaged of by her two more sociable friends. Of course, he didn't know their relationship that well, so he didn't really have any rights to make judgements about it.

He blinked. Were those…? "Do you see that? The wings on her back."

Kagome nodded, frowning. "Yes. And I don't like what I'm sensing. It's a kind of parasitic youkai that seemed to be burrowing itself into her soul. I've never seen such youkai before. I don't know what effects it'd have on the girl if I deal with it the wrong way. Sometimes, parasitic youkai could become so entwined with their host that killing the youkai ultimately kills the host as well. We need to ask Yuuko-san more about this as soon as we get back."

Two more social girls stopped at a vending machine and then smiled at the winged girl. "Ah, I'm sorry, but could we borrow some money?" one of them said. "I'll pay you tomorrow."

"Oh, me too!"

"No," the winged girl said firmly, startling her companions. She, then, walked passed them without a backwards glance.

"Doesn't she seem like a completely different person?" one whispered.

The other nodded. "They say the usually quite types are scary when they snap."

"Stop trying to scare me."

As the girls walked away, Kimihiro and Kagome strolled up to the vending machine.

"Changes in personality are commonly seen in hosts of parasitic youkai," his friend said, bending down and picking up a white feather. She scowled, twirling it. "Its aura is heavy in anger and hatred. My miko ki is just itching to purify it from existence."

"Don't do that. We should bring it to Yuuko-san."

She sighed, slipping it into her pocket. "I know."

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It felt disgusting, having the thing so close to her. Her miko ki readily agreed with her, having already risen to the surface; she was barely holding it back from its target. (On another note, at least her friend wouldn't be plagued by spirits any time during this walk. She bet that her ki could be easily sensed by them due to its agitation.) The feather was pulsing with so much jaki and hatred that she was surprised Kimihiro-kun had yet to sense it. Then again, as a miko (of sorts), sensing jaki and evil intents came natural to her; all she needed was the training provided in Sengoku Jidai.

"Kagome-chan, show me what's in your pocket," Yuuko ordered as soon as they entered the shop.

She stared at the feather Kagome had taken out. "How did you get it?"

"Kimihiro-kun and I came across a girl infected with a parasitic youkai. I would've purified it, but it seems to be burrowing into her soul. I didn't want to risk harming the girl. Do you know what it is, Yuuko-san?"

The feather suddenly burst into flames by Yuuko's magic, not harming her hands at all. Kagome wasn't worried at all, but Kimihiro fretted on her behalf, scolding their employer for doing such dangerous things.

"You won't be able to save that girl, Kagome-chan."

The miko frowned. "What do you mean by that?"

"It's a parasite who could only enter humans possessing certain qualities. That girl's soul welcomed it in. If you don't want to purify her soul along with the youkai, you'd have to wait until it frees itself from her soul. But, either way, she won't be the same again. Do be careful not to become bait if you plan on observing her."

Kagome clenched her fists. She didn't like the thought of being unable to save someone being harmed right before her eyes. Kimihiro's scowl told her he felt the same.

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"I saw that girl again at lunch today," Kimihiro announced, walking through the front door.

Kagome didn't even bother to glance up from her book. "Okaeri, Kimihiro-kun. Did you see anything different about her?" She had skipped school under the pretence of being sick in favour of doing more research on the parasitic youkai, while he was tasked with the job of finding the girl.

He nodded, placing down his schoolbag. "I'm not really sure, but I think her wings had gotten bigger."

Gesturing for him to sit beside her, she flipped through the book until she found a certain page. "See. Here. That youkai is simply known as Wings. It grows by preying on a person's anger. As such, little by little, their host loses their control over their emotions, which in turns feeds the parasite. But, like Yuuko-san told us, only people with certain characteristics could become their hosts — those people had to have the desire to lose control, or else the parasite wouldn't be able to take root. Most of those people tend to be the quiet and calm ones, but that's why people have come to say that quite people are scary when they snap."

He frowned. "Then, that girl…"

"Yeah, a part of her welcomed in Wings." Her head dropped. "Yuuko-san was right; I won't be able to purify the youkai without purifying a part of her soul, no matter how careful I am. The only way to save her is to wait until Wings had consumed all of her anger and leave. Still, losing even one emotion would destabilize the soul and throw the body off balance, so the girl would still have problems afterwards. Luckily, she would recover over time when she relearns the feeling of anger, but nothing would ever be the same for her again."

Kimihiro knew that Kagome, unfortunately, had her soul messed around with in Sengoku Jidai, and her thoughts were probably spiralling down into her memories. Wanting to distract her, he asked, "There's a festival at one of the local shrine tonight. Do you want to come to with me? Doumeki and Himawari-chan is coming too. I'm also planning to ask Yuuko-san, Moro and Maru."

She blinked up at him. "Oh. Didn't you know? Yuuko-san and Mokona had something to do, so they left already. And Moro and Maru don't have souls. They'd die if they leave the shop's barrier."

"Oh…" He didn't know that. But it explained a lot about the two girls. He had always wondered why they stayed at the shop and worked under Yuuko-san. "Um… So, are you going to come to the festival?"

"I'd love to!" she beamed.

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It had been some time since she had participated in a shrine festival she didn't host. The Higurashi Shrine festival usually included the tales of the Shikon no Tama, which her family and some friends (depending on the story) would sometimes re-enact. Naturally, since they were a comparatively small shrine, their festival usually didn't have that many games.

"Hey, let's do this," Doumeki called out, waving a paper scoop.

Kimihiro pointed at him and yelled, "What are you doing, deciding these things by yourself?" He had been rather quiet earlier, probably lost in his thoughts about his issues with the exorcist.

"I want to do it too," Himawari announced, already kneeling by the box of goldfish.

And her friend quickly changed his tune. "T-That's right. A festival just can't begin without scooping up some goldfish. I've been itching to put my skills to use for a while now." He flexed his hand and mimicked a scooping motion. "Take a look at this enthusiastic right hand."

Kagome stifled her laughter. While Kimihiro had ceased his over-the-top antics when it came to Himawari-chan, the girl was still capable of calming him down. That boy still hadn't realized how he had been manipulated by her during his angry rants.

"Whoever catches the least goldfish in ten minutes have to treat the rest to lunch tomorrow!" she called, readying her scoop. "And whoever catches the most gets to decide what we're eating."

Kimihiro hurried over, pushing back the sleeves of his yukata. "You're on!"

The four of them continued playing at the various game stalls until Himawari left to talk to her other friends and Doumeki was accosted by some members of the archery club. So, Kimihiro and Kagome decided to get some food instead.

"You're the one that hit it."

It was that girl, the host for Wings. She was currently glaring at a boy, with a rifle from a shooting game stall in hand.

"Now, Mie…" one of her friends said, trying to calm her down.

"And I apologized, didn't I?" the boy shot back.

She growled. "For that?"

"Stop this," her friends pleaded, tugging at her yukata sleeve.

"Yeah, let's go."

The winged girl shook them off. "No. I want a proper apology."

"Stubborn little…" he snarled. "Aren't you being a bit ridiculous?"

That was the final straw, and she raised the rifle up and quickly brought it down onto the boy's head, causing him to fall, clutching at his injury.

"You're the ridiculous one," she said, not even showing an ounce of remorse on her face.

When they saw the guards coming over, her friends quickly grabbed her and ran away.

"Her wings are growing larger," Kimihiro whispered, not taking his eyes off of the trio. When they had first seen her wings, it barely covered a third of her back; but it was now big enough for its tips to reach past her knees. "I'm going after her," he said, breaking into a run.

Kimihiro really didn't get A's in physical education for nothing. He was fast, even faster than her (though, to be fair, she had spent more time on Inuyasha's back then running when danger was involved). Regardless, they soon arrived at a more isolated part of the shrine.

"You were glaring at me earlier," the winged girl said, walking up to them, her lips tugged into a scowl.

He blinked. "Huh?"

"You were, weren't you?"

"I wasn't glaring."

"But I thought that I was being glared at. So apologize," she demanded.

Kimihiro tried to pacify her. "If I made you think so, I'm sorry, but…" He glanced downwards. "I really wasn't glaring or anything."

"Whatever!" she snarled. "Just hurry and apologize!"

Kagome snorted. "Didn't you hear him? He did apologize." Influenced by a parasite youkai or not, she wasn't about to let her friend take the brunt of the girl's anger. "Even though there wasn't any need for him to do so."

"Apologize! Apologize!" Then, without warning, the girl leaped forward, swinging a knife at Kimihiro, who quickly dodged out of the way. Her wings grew bigger with every swing.

Kagome still stood several meters away, with miko ki-charged hairsticks in hand. The girl wasn't coherent, and her swings were wide and slow. Kimihiro-kun shouldn't have any problems with avoiding the blows. She was currently waiting for the moment Wings leave the girl. It shouldn't take too long now.

That was, until Kimihiro tripped backwards and landed onto the ground. The knife flew straight, heading for the stunned teenager.

Heartbeat thundered in her ears, and hairsticks fell from slackened hands. Stop. Stopstopstop "Stop it!" Kagome yelled, dashing over, hoping against all odds she'd be able to reach her friend in time. Her energy rose, pink swirling in her purple eyes. To her uttermost relief, the knife, shimmering pink, paused in midair, hovering centimetres above widened blue eyes. Kagome roughly kicked the girl away and grabbed the knife, flinging it away.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. " she chanted, patting his body frantically, hands still glowing with miko ki. She should've directed the girl's anger towards herself. She should've dealt with her instead of letting Kimihiro be the main fighter (as Inuyasha would've been). She should've…

He patted her head. "I'm alright, Kagome-chan, I'm alright. There's no need to worry."

Molten pink-purple eyes stared at his calm blue ones; and she nodded, slumping against him. "Thank goodness…"

Hands shook her shoulders. "Hey, Kagome-chan, look…"

Kagome turned around, just in time to see the girl hovering in midair due to the flapping wings. The parasite youkai dislodged itself from her back, revealing six short tentacles. With a screech, it dove towards them. She glanced around. Shit. The hairsticks were still lying on the ground where she had dropped them earlier and the knife had already been flung away. But she probably could concentrate long enough to emit a small burst of energy. It wouldn't be enough to kill it, but it should be enough to ward away long enough for her to grab the knife.

Fortunately, as it turned out, she didn't need to do anything. Kudagitsune shot out from beneath Kimihiro's yukata, transforming into a much larger nine-tailed kitsune. He fired a fireball from its mouth at the fleeing Wings, slowing it down. The kudagitsune pounced on the parasite youkai, tearing its burning body to pieces.

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