Chapter 27
Wrapped in her largest towel, Kagome crouched over her open pack and rummaged through it, searching for a clean—preferably undamaged—outfit to wear. When her search revealed no such luck, she sat with a disappointed huff.
"I don't suppose I have time to wash my clothes?"
There was the sound of gentle rustling before fabric was tossed over her head. Pulling the cloth away and lifting it to her eyes revealed the garment to be Sesshoumaru's silk hakamashita.
"Wear this until we have opportunity to procure new clothing for you, as promised. Dress quickly. We cannot linger."
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