“Brat, why are you staring at me like that?” Kamamara sat beside the campfire, looking speechlessly at Kaede, whose eyes were fixed firmly on him.
“Of course I have to watch you.
What if you sneak a peek while Sis is bathing?” Kaede kept staring at him without blinking, her face completely serious.
“Hah!” Kamamara gave a disdainful scoff after hearing her words.
“Ridiculous.
Do I look like the kind of person who would sneak a peek?” He paused, then spoke in a tone that sounded almost matter-of-fact.
“If I wanted to look, obviously I’d do it openly.” “You!” Hearing such a blunt answer, Kaede’s eyes widened.
She clearly had not expected him to say something like that.
“That’s enough, Kaede.
Come here.
I’ll help you wash.” Just then, Kikyo’s voice came from the direction of the hot spring not far away.
“Okay, Sis!” Kaede immediately stood.
Before leaving, she did not forget to glare at Kamamara and warn him, “No peeking!” “Tch.
Little brat.” Kamamara glanced at her with disdain and turned his head away.
“Don’t worry, Kaede.
He has lost his demonic power right now.
If he dares peek, I’ll purify him with one arrow.” Then Kikyo’s quietly threatening voice sounded, finally putting Kaede completely at ease.
She quickly ran toward the hot spring in the darkness.
While traveling today, they had happened to find a hot spring at dusk.
After spending so much time on the road and rarely getting the chance to bathe properly, Kikyo decided to stay there for the night.
They would wash, rest until morning, and then continue their journey.
But that little brat Kaede was actually worried he would peek at Kikyo while she was bathing.
That made Kamamara very unhappy.
She really took him for someone who would do that kind of thing.
“Still, it does make the imagination wander a bit…” Listening to the sound of flowing water from not far away, he had to admit that as someone who had been single in both his previous life and this one, his heart really was beating a little faster right now.
Of course, there was no way he would do something as tasteless as peeking at Kikyo bathing.
He shook his head, forcing the inappropriate thoughts out of his mind, then lowered his gaze to the water ball in his hand.
He focused and gathered spiritual power into his palm.
“First, gather spiritual power in the hand… maintain the release of spiritual power, keep a steady output… finally, use the spiritual power to press and stir the water inside the ball…” Kamamara muttered the key points under his breath while controlling his spiritual power to stir the water ball resting in his palm.
That was right.
In the world of Inuyasha, he was trying to train using spiritual power and demonic power according to the method for learning the Rasengan from Naruto.
This idea had been inspired by the Eight Inner Gates Formation.
Since his panel allowed him to use the demonic power or spiritual power inside his body to activate the Eight Gates, perhaps he could use the same approach to try learning the Rasengan.
After all, as one of the few jutsu in Naruto whose training steps had been described in detail, it was worth trying no matter what.
So now, he was practicing the first step of the Rasengan training: bursting a water ball.
Unfortunately, the Inuyasha plot had not begun yet.
The female lead Kagome had not even been born.
In this Sengoku era, there was no way he could find balloons.
But that did not stump him.
Although this world did not have rubber balloons, it had substitutes.
For example, the round object filled with water in his hand was actually made from a pig’s bladder.
It was elastic and tough, making it the closest replacement to the balloon from the original training method.
As spiritual power continued flowing in, the water inside the ball was rapidly stirred, beginning to spin irregularly at high speed.
The water ball twisted and deformed along with it, but it never burst.
“Using spiritual power feels weaker than demonic power…” Kamamara looked at the distorted water ball that still had not broken and frowned slightly.
When he practiced with demonic power during the day, he had successfully burst the water ball after only a few tries.
But now that he had switched to spiritual power, it was far more difficult.
Clearly, although spiritual power had a powerful restraining effect against yōkai, in terms of raw physical destruction, it still could not compare to demonic power.
But the demonic power inside him had already disappeared for the night, so he could only continue training with spiritual power.
“You’re holding something filled with water… and that really counts as training?” At that moment, Kikyo returned after bathing, her damp hair hanging loose as she walked over while holding Kaede’s hand.
Seeing him still doing the same thing as during the day, holding a pig’s bladder full of water and pouring spiritual power into it, she could not help asking.
“Pop!” The moment she finished speaking, the water ball in Kamamara’s hand suddenly burst, sending water splashing everywhere.
Not only was Kamamara soaked, but even Kikyo standing in front of him was splashed with a large patch of water.
Kaede, who had been protected behind Kikyo, was perfectly fine.
For a moment, the scene fell silent.
“Kikyo-nee…” Kaede looked at Kikyo, who was now drenched, then immediately glared at the culprit.
Kikyo beside her also looked coldly at Kamamara.
Meeting both their gazes, Kamamara looked extremely embarrassed.
“Sorry, sorry.
It suddenly worked, and I burst the water ball…” Kikyo gave him a helpless glare, then walked to the campfire and sat down, preparing to dry her clothes by the flames.
“Oh, right.
Do you want to try?” Kamamara tried to ease the awkwardness by holding out another water ball to Kikyo.
Kikyo looked at the water ball in front of her, hesitated briefly, then shook her head.
“No.
But what exactly are you training?” “A move called the Rasengan.
I don’t know if I can actually make it work.
I’m just trying.” Seeing that Kikyo had no intention of attempting it, Kamamara withdrew the water ball and explained, “It’s a training method I’ve heard of before.
I don’t know whether it will be useful, but if I succeed, it should become a powerful move.” Kikyo raised her head and looked at him.
Suddenly, she asked, “Kamamara, why do you want to become stronger?” Hearing that question, Kamamara froze for a moment.
Then he smiled.
“Does becoming stronger need a reason?
In this chaotic era, only strength lets you control your own fate.
“Whether human or yōkai, if you’re weak, you can only be pushed around by circumstances and toyed with by fate.” At this point, he glanced at Kikyo, his tone carrying a hint of deeper meaning.
“As a powerful priestess, you should understand that better than anyone.
The moment you become weak, the yōkai who hate you will be the first to tear you apart.” “Yes.
I cannot afford the slightest lapse.
Otherwise, yōkai will seize the opening.” After hearing his words, a trace of weariness flashed through Kikyo’s eyes, but it quickly returned to firm resolve as she spoke seriously.
“Kikyo-nee…” Kaede seemed to notice something unusual in Kikyo’s expression and called out to her worriedly.
Kamamara knew that although Kikyo had not yet become the priestess guarding the Shikon Jewel, she had already begun to grow tired of this life of constantly fighting yōkai.
He looked at the priestess whose fate in the original story was so tragic and understood clearly that, at this moment, she had not yet been swept into the whirlpool of destiny.
Only later, when she was entrusted with guarding and purifying the Shikon Jewel, would the true beginning of her tragic fate arrive.
Thinking of that, he suddenly asked, “Kikyo, have you heard of the Shikon Jewel?”