Ninety-Two.
It didn't burn her; on the contrary, the moment she touched his skin the light subsided, and disappeared completely back into the beads.
Kagome hadn't immediately noticed, but the sacred heat – or whatever the hell that had been – had burned away the ofuda off the inuyoukai's forehead, so when she raised her relieved eyes to his, she came face to face with Sesshoumaru's furrowed gaze.
At least his eyes are normal-yellow, now.
Behind her, the Lord trapped in his retainer's skin still hadn't spoken.
She tried, nervous, "Jaken-sama?"
"Get your filthy hands off my lord's body, lowly human!" He screeched.
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(100 words.)