Prompt: Avarice
Opening it, he gave no outward reaction to the glamoured inuyoukai demon outside- who looked uncomfortably similar to Kagome's ex.
The blonde-haired European eyed his magenta markings, peanut butter and sloppy appearance with surprise and distaste.
Sesshoumaru arched a brow. Avarice is not my sin, sir.
"Good day," the man said. "I was looking for Mrs Wantanabe?"
"Downstairs."
"Oh, thank you," he bowed, gaze flicking behind Sesshoumaru into the apartment, nose twitching.
Scenting the air.
Looking for Kagome and Takara.
Sesshoumaru waited until he'd turned away before grabbing him by the scuff and breaking the jar over his head.