"Are you Kagome?" one of the people asked in a sickeningly sweet voice. She looked pretty normal, but her taste of clothing said otherwise. She wore a short black kimono that just barely covered her ass and a vivid sash with a tiger pattern. The bow on the back was long enough to reach her ankles, making it look like she had two tails. She had short black hair behind a tiger patterned headband. Her face was covered in white powder and red paint was on her lips and black paint was around her eyes.
I nodded. The three of them gave me sympathetic looks. They knew I wouldn't last long and felt sorry for me.
They pitied me.
"Well let's get to work. It looks like we have a lot to do before Kaede gets here," a small man said. He looked the least normal. His body from what I could see was a shade of green that reminded me of vomit. He had bulging yellow eyes and had a black fez on his head. He wore a brown kimono over his scrawny body.
"I'll start washing the body," the last person said. It was a man that looked older than one hundred. He too had eyes bulging out of their sockets. A green and black striped kimono hung loosely from his skinny bones.
"Don't make it sound like she's dead, Totosai!" the girl yelled.
"Shut up, Yura. Jaken, bring me a bucket of cold water," the old man said to the green man.
Jaken left and returned with a large tub of water. Yura stood behind me and began undressing me.
"Hey!" I yelled.
"Calm down. How else are we going to clean you up?" Yura whispered.
I stayed silent as they undressed, washed, shaved, cut, plucked, and dried my body. I felt like plastic doll afterwards. I didn't even feel like I was in my own body.
Totosai laid me on the table and the three of left to get this Kaede person.
An old lady walked into my room, looking confused. Maybe she was senile and entered the wrong room.
"Are you Kagome?" she asked, curiosity evident in her voice. I nodded. She smiled and brought me in a tight hug.
Who is she?