The Sorceress 「 5. Questions 」
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Chapter 5: Questions
Kagome readily answered all questions Sesshoumaru had, but he found that for every response she gave, a new question popped up in its place. She was not doing it on purpose, he realized, but the mysterious nature of her and her shop could not be condensed down to a few simple words.
“Why?” he asked finally after she had finished explaining that her wish-granting came with a price that varied with each individual, along with a short list of exceptions.
“Why what?” she asked, helping herself to the tea and sweets Shippou had left on the coffee table during the discussion for her and Sesshoumaru to partake. She inhaled the beautiful floral scent of jasmine before she took a sip of the warm beverage.
“Why do you offer this service?”
“Because I enjoy seeing the smiles on people’s faces,” she explained with ease, setting her teacup down on the table.
“You expect me to believe that the wishes you grant are all innocent?”
“Of course not,” she answered, picking up a little green tea cake. She took a bite of the tiny morsel. “As I have said, I determine a fair price for the nature of each wish.”
“And what is the price?”
“What is the wish, milord?”
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Chapter 5: Questions
Kagome readily answered all questions Sesshoumaru had, but he found that for every response she gave, a new question popped up in its place. She was not doing it on purpose, he realized, but the mysterious nature of her and her shop could not be condensed down to a few simple words.
“Why?” he asked finally after she had finished explaining that her wish-granting came with a price that varied with each individual, along with a short list of exceptions.
“Why what?” she asked, helping herself to the tea and sweets Shippou had left on the coffee table during the discussion for her and Sesshoumaru to partake. She inhaled the beautiful floral scent of jasmine before she took a sip of the warm beverage.
“Why do you offer this service?”
“Because I enjoy seeing the smiles on people’s faces,” she explained with ease, setting her teacup down on the table.
“You expect me to believe that the wishes you grant are all innocent?”
“Of course not,” she answered, picking up a little green tea cake. She took a bite of the tiny morsel. “As I have said, I determine a fair price for the nature of each wish.”
“And what is the price?”
“What is the wish, milord?”
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