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Eighty-Seven.
With his permission, Kagome took a silver hair from his sleeping form: it was so long that she had to weave it into a tiny braid, thus making it even sturdier.
Then, she proceeded with the difficult part, which asked for patience and concentration – weaving the beads into Sesshoumaru's hair, merging sacred and demonic power together in a solid talisman.
The Lord watched raptly. The miko whispered prayers for each bead, infusing it with her power: the beads shone brightly for a few moments, then the light was absorbed within and the orbs turned black once more.
Inside, reiki pulsed.
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(100 words.)