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“Kagome are you listening?” Kagome was cut off from her stupor when the landlord snapped her fingers repeatedly at her to garner her attention.
The young priestess immediately knew what her landlord was rambling despite not listening. Clasping her hands together, Kagome gave her the best puppy eyes she could muster.
“Oba-chan, can I pay you next month?” she began, voice sweet and soft. “University has been taking up all my savings and I need to send money to my family.”
It was true. Even with a full scholarship, University had her broke due to multiple major projects and organizations.
Puffing up her pipe, her landlord was shaking her head. She a glance at Kagome. She found it insane how her tenant’s already big blue eyes could possibly get bigger.
With a heavy sigh, the middle-aged woman gave in. “Alright, alright. However, you need to pay me by next month, do you hear me, child?”
Kagome rejoiced. “Yes, yes, I understand. Thank you, Oba-chan.”
Her puppy eyes worked every time.
Sesshomaru gritted his fangs. He could feel the dent on his metal pen as he signed the mountain of papers on his desk.
“Sesshomaru-sama, your mother is here,” his nervous servant informed. Sesshomaru’s pen snapped in two upon hearing the news.
A small “eep” was heard when his narrowed golden eyes darted at Jaken who was sweating furiously.
It was one thing for her mother to pester him through the phone but it was another thing to visit him while he was working.
Suddenly the door to his office opened with a loud bang, causing the imp to jump and Sesshomaru’s sensitive ears to hurt.
“Leave us.” The imp scrambled outside upon hearing his the Lady of the West’s command.
“You’re ignoring your poor mother’s calls,” her mother said, as she made way inside his office like she owned the whole place, which she technically did.
It took all Sesshomaru’s power not to groan. “Mother, This One is currently working.”
Ignoring what he just said, his mother continued on the subject. “The gala is set a month from now.”
“I am aware.”
Gracefully, the Lady of the West sat on the couch. “Of course you are, pup,” she said, narrowing her eyes. “Now about your date- have you found a female to accompany you?”
“It’s not necessary, mother.” Grabbing the spare pen in his drawer, Sesshomaru continued signing papers.
“Izayoi’s pup is bringing her girl friend,” her mother said in a calm voice. And there it was. The reason why she was so insistent on Sesshomaru bringing a female to the event. “If her pup is bringing a female, then my pup should too.”
“Hn. You are being petty.”
Instead of a reprimand, an elegant chuckle was heard. Sesshomaru looked up at his mother. Her eyes were gleaming. She was up to something. “Oh dear, maybe the rumors are true.”
He stared at his mother waiting for her to speak up again.
“This One heard whispers that apparently my one and only pup is not capable of pulling off a woman.” She faked a sorrowful look. “And I am inclined to believe it’s true.”
Sesshomaru was smart enough not to fall for her bait. “Hn. Believe what you want to believe, mother.”
“Stubborn pup.” Knowing her son would not be swayed for now, she rose from her seat. She gave his son one last look. “This isn’t over Sesshomaru.”