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Everyone, I am SO sorry it has taken me so long to update my
work! Finishing up my study abroad in Japan was
incredibly stressful (the Kansai region I was staying in got hit by the Swine
Flu, and everything started closing down… which is very stressful in the middle
of exam week), so was packing up my entire life there and moving home. And, I found that by writing this fanfiction I was able to get the courage to finally begin
writing the novel I have always had in mind for years, and I’ve been making
good headway on that… Of course, my plate is much fuller than that, as I have
my senior year of college to plan out (complete with Senior Thesis) along with
studying for my LSATs, so if the space between my
updates becomes a lot longer, you all know now that I’ve bitten off more than I
can chew.
Nonetheless I do have chapter nine for all of you! Horrah!
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Decisions
The endless rain of the last few days continued to fall
unceasingly. For five miserable days the
rain had fallen in torrents rather than the gentle mists that were much more
common at this time of year, and Sesshoumaru wondered at it. The weather this year had been most peculiar,
warming earlier than he could ever remember in all of his years. The whole world seemed out of alignment, and
he smirked at it. Everything seemed to
be wrong these days.
He stared out of the cave at the sheets of rain, waiting for
his servant to arrive. He was sure the
rain was the very reason she were late, but he doubted she was so bogged down
that she could not make it by today. Yoin would be here soon, and he could begin the search for
that upstart that was trying to find the Shikon no
Tama. He looked out once again and saw
something that was amiss.
“Jaken, Ah-Un.” Sesshoumaru called
out, to which his vassals sprang to attention. “Protect Rin.” He then left the cover of the cave and made
his way through the rain effortlessly.
When he was far enough into the trees that the cave was no longer
visible, he stopped and tuned his eyes to nuances within the shadows. She was there, he could hear her and smell
her, and with a little more effort he could see her, too.
“Yoin.”
He commanded, and the old woman appeared.
Her being didn’t seem to be made of anything solid,
she looked as if a shadow had decided to take a true form of its own. Her being seemed to constantly blur into the
background, and looking at her for too long was painful to the eyes.
“What troubles the Western Lord so deeply that he would call
upon my services, fully aware of their exorbitant cost?” She whispered,
her ancient voice barely loud enough to be deciphered from the sound of the
rain.
“Things that you would do best to mention
no where else.” He replied, to which the shadow demon smiled. She was to all extensive purposes one of
Sesshoumaru’s servants, save the fact that she did not truly think of herself
as such and demanded far more money for her reconnaissance abilities than any
other spy in his hire. She was also the
oldest demon Sesshoumaru had ever met, beating Bokuseno
by a millennia although she was likewise of the
opinion that Sesshoumaru was not an adult but merely an overgrown puppy. What she thought of him was of no concern,
though, only that she was loyal to him to which there was no doubt. The demon lord explained all that he knew of
this new upstart, his familiar, and his search for the Shikon
no Tama and Kagome.
“How interesting… Hmmm…” She hummed as she looked upon with great
curiosity. “And my
goodness, how little you know on the subject. This shall be difficult.” She sniffed
melodramatically, as if he had placed this burden upon her cruelly. “Perhaps if milord will be so kind, just
another thousand or so more Ryo…” *
“Or there could be none at all.”
“Children these days!” She seethed.
“Your father has a lot to answer for…” Yoin then
began to slink away, merging once more into the shadows before turning her aged
head back to him. “I will do my best and return to you in two weeks.”
“That is acceptable.” With that, she was fully absorbed into
the shadows once again and Sesshoumaru was left alone as the rain fell upon
him. He wondered briefly what he was
doing, calling for Yoin when her services were so
very expensive and seemed so uncalled for.
He had not asked for her in over two centuries, back when his lands
could be taken from him at any moment in the wake of his Honorable Father’s
death. It had nearly bankrupted him to
call upon her to spy upon his enemies, but it had saved him in the end despite
the century it took to pay off his debt to the demon. Before this moment, that had been the one
time he had ever called upon that shadow demon.
This current problem in comparison seemed incredibly minor, and her
skill seemed like overkill. As he had
waited for her arrival over the last five days, he had wondered why he had
instantly wanted Yoin for the job, when many of his
much cheaper spies probably could have done just as well. But when he considered sending her away and
calling for one of his other servants, his mind filled with unease. He couldn’t explain it,
he just knew that he wanted the very best for this delicate case.
He headed back to the cave with worrisome thoughts still
buzzing through his head. Jaken looked
at him with great concern, for the toad demon wondered at why his lord would
call for the services of Yoin over such a small
matter. The vassal wondered further over
the general state of his lord’s mind over these last couple of weeks. So many things seemed to bother him now, and
it didn’t take much for the demon lord to attempt to deforest his own lands
these days. It was all because of that
odd script that Rin had found, it was such a nuisance. Jaken wondered at it, and he thought that
perhaps Sesshoumaru believed this upstart to be the one writing the script and
that it was full of Lord Sesshoumaru’s secrets.
Their enemy must have a skilled spy in their hire, and it must worry the
Western Lord so much that he would hire Yoin just to
get rid of this pipsqueak. After all,
Jaken thought, it’s best to get rid of problems while they were still
small. Find this unruly usurper, kill him and his spy before this problem becomes a
catastrophe. Jaken smiled at that, happy
that his world made sense again. When he
saw that his lord had once more opened the script and begun reading by the
fire, he nodded for his lord was only fulfilling his duty to learn everything
he could.
We then noticed that
it was in fact Kagura flying up ahead of us. She had said she would find that awful little
baby and kill it while she had a chance, but we couldn’t help but feel that she
was… inviting us?
What are they talking about,
Sesshoumaru wondered. It was another
interrupted entry. Those had become more
common as he had progressed through the diary in the last five days and the
water damage crept up the pages. He
scanned the pages to see how much more he had left, and was saddened at the
sight that this was the last legible entry in the entire book. He had been fighting over reading this,
telling himself that he had to finish it, but now that the time had come to end
it, he was troubled at the idea. He
sighed as he looked back on her script, wondering what her last entry
entailed.
Well, if she was
leading us to that thing, then that meant that she had no intention of killing
it herself. I know she hates Naraku, and
she would love more than anything to be the one who kills him. Destroying that baby, that thing which is supposed
to be his heart (if Naraku is really
capable of having one anymore) was probably something she wanted to do
desperately. That’s why I didn’t agree
with the others that she was being cowardly by leading us,
I know she would really want to be the one to dispatch it. But Naraku still holds her heart and can kill
her at any moment.
Some would say that she is being cowardly by submitting to Naraku’s whims despite his hold on her.
Hmmmm… I’ve wondered about Kagura
for some time. Her motivations are so vague, she’s not at liberty to really discuss how she feels
about anything. From what Inuyasha has
told me, she never puts any effort into her fights with him unless Naraku or
his servants are around. I know she
hates him, but yet it would seem by her actions that it’s not enough that she won’t
even work for him. I know that if I was
in her situation and bound to Naraku’s will, I would
rather die.
Good. If she was the
kind of person who would rather commit the same atrocities Naraku had performed
just so that she could save her miserable life, then Sesshoumaru would take it
from her.
But I think that Kagura really isn’t afraid to die… per se. It more that… it’s complicated to say, but I
think Kagura is afraid of dying without ever having
lived her own life.
Is the hope of having a life worth the terrible things Kagura has done? She
hoped for a life, and that is why she consented to work for a man that she so
despised, yet in the end she died without ever having her freedom. She was surely suffering in Hell now, all for
that small hope of happiness. So what if
she wanted to live free, she’s paying for the consequences of her hope now in a
terrible way. It wasn’t worth it.
But anyway, after a
little while we came upon a large cliff that looked just like an oni.
A large ogre carved onto the side of a cliff… where had Sesshoumaru
heard of that before? He knew he had heard of this somewhere, but
he couldn’t recall…
It was huge, and we
could easily discern that this was where that baby was hiding. So we all jumped into its mouth.
That was familiar, too… where had he heard about this
before…
Shippo-chan was worried about entering it, afraid
that we would be eaten. Miroku-sama calmed him, although I wish we had listened to Shippo-chan’s fears.
Out of the mouths of babes...
That was it!
Sesshoumaru remembered what he had heard about that ogre. It had been a tale from his father, back when
Sesshoumaru wasn’t much more than a babe himself. He remembered his Honorable Father telling
him a warning, of an ogre carved into the side of a cliff.
“Don’t go near it,
Sesshoumaru! It’s a trap, that thing’s
been luring people inside of it for centuries.
Once you’re there, it awakens and traps you inside. There’s nothing that’s going to get you out,
you know. So you’re stuck in its belly
and nothing but food. Don’t. Go. Near. It!”
Shit.
Anyway, when we were
inside it’s mouth, I sensed the jewel. I don’t mean jewel shards, I mean the
jewel.
Naraku was there below us, but Inuyasha already knew thanks to that nose
of his. He took us down a shaft-
It’s esophagus.
-And into a huge cavern-
It’s stomach! Sesshoumaru was grinding his teeth at this
point. Every single time he read her
diary, the girl was about to die! How
had she not just collapsed from stress?
Inuyasha released the Kaze no Kizu, and out of the
debris emerged Naraku himself. Talking
over it later, Miroku-sama and I agreed that for
Naraku to be there, his heart certainly was never there at all. He had whisked it away to some safe place and
led us to that stone oni instead. More than likely, actually with all certainty,
this had all been another elaborate trap.
I think he even had Kagura fooled, his trap
was so good. I knew the instant I saw
Naraku there, we were probably in really big trouble.
You are!
Naraku and Inuyasha
exchanged some of the usual lines, you know “I hate you, die!” that sort of
thing before Naraku did something and the cavern changed. We had been standing in water before this,
but suddenly it burned! It was acid, and only Inuyasha could stand
it. The rest of us made for high ground,
but that stuff was falling from the ceiling, too. Naraku said that the acid was so strong that
not even our bones would remain, only my jewel fragment which undoubtedly was
why we had been lured in there.
Of course, but how you got out is far more interesting. The walls of that oni’s
stomach are supposed to be unbreakable.
And what of Naraku, how did he escape?
Inuyasha used his new
attack, the Kongou Souha,
and he got Naraku, but as usual that man’s body could be in a million pieces
and it wouldn’t matter. It’s going to
take more than a physical attack to destroy him, his
body is just too resilient.
He must be felled by a spiritual attack, but this
Sesshoumaru already knows that. What he
would like to know is if the Kongou Souha is what broke the walls. He had heard that ogre’s stomach was harder
than diamond.
What really surprised
us was that the diamonds from his attack had no effect on the walls!
How did they get out?
Naraku then used one
of his tricks to just disappear into thin air.
We, unfortunately, can’t do that and were definitely stuck there while
the acid in the oni’s stomach increased. The air was terrible, it hurt to breathe it,
and it was obvious to see that we were close to death.
How are they all not dead?
How does that boy’s luck save them again…
Miroku-sama made a barrier to protect Sango-chan, Shippo-chan, and I
along with himself, but he couldn’t keep it up because he had sucked in one of
those poisonous insects.
It all just gets worse.
Finally Miroku-sama just couldn’t protect us anymore, and the acid
was at us again. Inuyasha gave us his kariginu, but it was hard to breathe. I knew Inuyasha was very scared for us-
As he should be.
-more scared than I’ve
ever seen him, because he made a request of me that I would have never
expected. He asked me for the jewel
shard, so that he could use it…
He’s mad! He doesn’t
have the strength to wield it. It would
just corrupt him and then where would his friends be? Sesshoumaru knew that Inuyasha eventually
figured out that the jewel couldn’t make him any stronger, and now he wondered
if the boy learned that lesson the hard way on that day.
I was so scared for
him, but I gave him the shards. I didn’t
know what would happen, but he was so determined. I suppose if Inuyasha really was so very
desperate as to consider using the shards, then it would behoove me to give
them to him…
It was still a stupid move.
All the shards would do was increase the boy’s
physical strength, when surely there was a logical way to think of an
escape. If it had been Sesshoumaru, he
never would have been tempted to use the jewel.
Inuyasha put the
shards into the Tetsuaiga and I could feel a pulse
coming from it. It was so much stronger
now, but I was afraid! And soon the
pulse coming from the shards turned evil!
The shards were turning black out of my care, and Inuyasha was
struggling to keep himself from being corrupted by the tainted shards.
His blood is too weak!
He put something corrupted inside of the Tetsuaiga
and nullified its ability to keep his demon blood in check. He was on his own after that, and the boy
cannot control his demonic blood at all!
How did he not turn on his companions and kill them all? How did he not kill Kagome, the one he
protects so fiercely…
I could see him
turning into a demon and I think my heart stopped. He screamed at us to run away, but it was
like before Diary, just like the very first time this happened. I couldn’t abandon him.
So she saved him, again!
It was not her job to save him!
It angered Sesshoumaru so much to know that once again the boy had
failed to protect her, and that it was through her quick thinking that not only
was she alive but they all were alive.
It was not supposed to work that way, Inuyasha was supposed to protect her!
So I left the cover of
his kariginu and ran through that acid to go to him.
More scars on her small body… just for that cur…
I held onto him,
pushing my aura through him so that the evil would be destroyed. I couldn’t get rid of all of it because I
wasn’t physically touching the shard, but it was enough so that Inuyasha
regained control of himself once again.
He then asked me to hold on just a little bit longer, and I told him
yes. I would do anything for him.
Even die for him. The
boy has a god’s luck.
When Inuyasha released
his next attack, it was strong enough to break through the oni’s
stomach and free us. Naraku had run off
again, but I was in no state to go after him.
I couldn’t even stand anymore, my feet were in agony. Even now I really can’t walk on them, and
they’re just covered in herbs and bandages.
A little while ago,
Inuyasha came for me and took me to the Goshinboku,
to talk privately. I could see how sad
he was, and he was asking about my feet and if they hurt (I lied and said
no). I remember what he said, “Sheesh, I have a long way to go, don’t I?” and I couldn’t
think of anything to say to this. I care
for him deeply, but it’s true he really does have a long way to go and I don’t
know how long that way is. I know that
in time Inuyasha is going to become a great warrior, I can see it in him. But he’s not there yet, and he’s not really
anywhere close to it.
He’s a lifetime away.
I don’t know how long
it will take him, and that worries me.
The way he is now, he can’t fight Naraku, he’ll lose. But the battle with Naraku always seems to be
looming closer, and I don’t think Inuyasha is going to be given the time he
needs to become the kind of fighter that can take Naraku down.
He still hasn’t and Naraku’s
dead. Kagome has no idea how long it
will take to turn Inuyasha into a fine warrior.
It’s going to take longer than she’s ever going to live.
But eventually I was
able to say that we wouldn’t have lived through that if Inuyasha hadn’t been
there (which is true), and when I was supporting him, I was so happy to do
so.
But… that moment when
I was holding him up, it was a bit of an epiphany for me.
How so? What did she
finally learn… or maybe finally accept?
I really was happy to
be holding Inuyasha up and supporting him, and I would die for him. But at that moment, the emotion I felt for
him, well, it was love, but at the
same time it wasn’t. I mean that, I care
for Inuyasha, but my feelings for him are platonic, and it was in that moment
that I thought we might really die that I realized it.
When I was thinking
what I thought might be my final thoughts, they weren’t gushy feelings for
Inuyasha, sadness over lost kisses and caresses. It was sadness at never seeing the fine man
Inuyasha was going to become, because he’s growing out of that reclusive shell
of his and becoming a very good man with a good heart. I was just sad that I would never have
anymore good memories of him with all of my friends. It’s sad to say, but I had the very same
thoughts for Inuyasha that I was having for Miroku-sama
and Sango-chan, and when I thought of my family, I
had the very same thoughts for Inuyasha that I do for my little brother Souta. I love
Inuyasha, but it’s in the very same way that I love my brother.
Sesshoumaru didn’t understand the feeling that was welling
up inside of him to read her account.
His heart was racing, and his eyes were staring beyond the page. What did this mean, this sudden feeling of
happiness? He didn’t want to know what
it meant, it seemed far too dangerous.
How sad, to think that
my first love wasn’t my great love. I’ve
heard lots of women talk about that feeling, how they confused puppy love for
the real thing, and I used to think I could never do that. I would just know, but I guess I’m not any better at this love business than they are. Still, it’s good that I’ve acknowledged
this. How stupid would it be, to fight
for Inuyasha’s heart when I really don’t want it all…
No, it’s
best that I’ve made my decision and let Inuyasha go.
So, for all of those years that they fought together after
this account Inuyasha had been freed of her hold on him. Sesshoumaru wondered if the boy was aware of
that.
But it’s all so
depressing, to be out of love. Just the
very idea of having a beloved in my life, whether or not they love me back, was
something that bolstered me. I could
turn my thoughts to him and be warmed by them.
I suppose thoughts of Inuyasha still do that,
but so do thoughts of Sango-chan. She is like my sister and I’m so close to
her. But really, the love of a
friendship is not the same thing.
I guess in the end no
girl likes to admit that they made a mistake over such an important matter of
the heart. And no girl likes to wonder
when they will meet their great love, if ever.
I like to think I’ll have one, and I’ll know who he is. But, I was so stupid over my first love, who’s to say I won’t make the same mistake again. Gosh, admitting all of this just makes me
feel so stupid.
Watermarks could be seen on the script, making the last lines
difficult to read, but Sesshoumaru didn’t think they were from water
damage. He could feel a pain in his
chest at the thought of her crying, but the demon had never been very good with
crying women. He remembered the first
time Rin ever cried in front of him, and he shuddered at the memory. There was something about a woman crying that
set every man on edge, and struck a chord deep inside of them. For Sesshoumaru and he suspected every man, a
crying woman made them feel like they had failed.
The demon forcefully removed the painful image of Kagome’s
tears from his mind and focused on the subject of her script and scoffed. Sesshoumaru wouldn’t call her stupid. It’s far better to admit a mistake than to
ignore it. What if Inuyasha had wanted
to marry her, she would have said yes and been miserable. It’s better to admit when a mistake has been
made so that it can be fixed.
But I guess there’s no
use in wondering. I have no clue over
whether I’ll ever have a great love in my life, and who he will be. I guess he could be anyone from two different
time periods. How horrible, most girls
only have one period in time to look, I have to search through two!
Hmmm… I think he’d probably be from the
past. Modern men are so boring in comparison, I don’t think I could ever settle down with one
of them. And would they ever believe my
story? It’s so fantastical, it would
sound like I’m making it up or I’m crazy.
But then again, how many men from the past would believe I’m from the
future with only a story as proof?
At least one.
I guess it would be
easier to prove I’m from the future. I
mean, I know who the next shogun is going to be, what
he’s going to do and when. I could say
when there are going to be famines and fires and floods. How funny, with that
sort of knowledge, I bet every farmer in town would be willing to marry me!
She shouldn’t be some poor man’s wife, she should be my
vassal. I would like to know those
things, and I could use that information far more effectively than some dumb
farmer.
Oh, but I wouldn’t
settle for a farmer either. I think I’m
too picky, I want some guy who’s exciting. I would think I’ve had quite enough
excitement in my life already, but I guess I proved myself wrong. An exciting kind of guy… well, I do know a few
of those and I haven’t even been here for that long, so maybe there’s hope for
me.
How many men does she know,
Sesshoumaru wondered with annoyance.
Although I don’t think
any of the exciting guys I do know are the one either. I mean, Kouga-kun
might wish he was my great love, but it would never work out.
Sesshoumaru certainly didn’t think so.
Way
too many reasons why that’s not going to happen. Really, there are reasons for
why all of the men I do know don’t make the cut. Even though I wish that… maybe…
Oh what am I thinking
of, that would never work!
What wouldn’t, or more precisely, who wouldn’t?
I don’t think I really
fit his criteria of the perfect woman, my dear Diary. I mean, I’m human after all, he would never
settle for that.
Who is she talking about?
Besides, he’s so cold,
really it would never work. Oh well, it
might have been nice. He’s very
handsome.
She’s not making any sense.
Well my Diary, that’s
all I really have to say. This was quite
an eventful entry wasn’t it? I wouldn’t
have thought from reading it my first diary entries that I would be saying this
sort of stuff now, but I couldn’t have guessed what lay in wait for me. I guess I just can’t tell what the future
holds. That’s kind of exciting, to
wonder what lay beyond. Maybe down the
road I will be writing about the man who will be my great love. Or I don’t know, maybe I’ve already written
about him. I think I’ll just be happy to
know that he’s out there somewhere. Well
Diary, it’s been a lot of fun, and I hope my next entries are just as exciting…
if not as dangerous.
They better not be.
Goodbye for now.
And after that were just snatches of words, sentences, and a
paragraph or two. The paper after this
entry was just too damaged, there was nothing more to be read. A doleful feeling filled the demon, knowing
that it was over. Her diary had changed
so many things about the way he saw the world, yet he had so many questions
about it now. His world used to be so orderly, he thought he had known everything there was to
know. That seemed like a rather arrogant
belief in hindsight. How funny that a
wisp of a girl could have corrected him of that belief when even his Honorable
Father failed to do so.
There were still so many things to think about even though
he was finished. Questions about her
still buzzed in his head, and he had no answer to them. Her diary couldn’t answer them, but he
desperately wanted to know, to solve the puzzle of that mysterious girl.
Really, he thought, there’s only one place he could answer
them, but that was a dangerous thought.
To search her out, find her, and see for himself who she was now, what
she had gone through, and where she was going… a large part of Sesshoumaru
desperately wanted to do this. Like most
dog demons, he was very curious by nature, and that instinct was trying to get
the better of him. But he needed to
restrain it before he did something stupid.
Yet, with current events the way they were now, Sesshoumaru
probably would have to find Kagome anyway.
There was someone looking for her, someone dangerous, and she couldn’t
be left in the dark about this.
Especially not when something as powerful as the Shikon
no Tama was involved. And especially not in the inept hands of
Inuyasha!
Really, if the diary had taught Sesshoumaru nothing else, it
was that Inuyasha was not the one that was meant to protect Kagome. He may have the best intentions at heart, but
Sesshoumaru had seen the destructive power of ‘best intentions’. Kagome was not safe with only Inuyasha protecting
her, she needed someone better and Sesshoumaru knew exactly who that should be.
Unfortunately, Sesshoumaru couldn’t go find Kagome until he
was certain he wasn’t leading that upstart’s familiar towards her. He would have to wait for clues that the
familiar had taken Sesshoumaru’s bait, and he might have weeks before he
learned if his plan had succeeded or failed.
It was so frustrating, Sesshoumaru suddenly had
the urge to punch down trees again.
And even when he was sure he wasn’t being tailed, how would
he tell her that she was in danger?
Considering their history, it really didn’t look like he would be
inclined to go out of his way to tell her that she was in trouble. It all looked rather suspicious… and she
probably was mad that he nearly killed Inuyasha a week ago. He was starting to regret that…
Besides, even if everything between them was perfectly
square, he had never tried to kill her or Inuyasha, then his very nature alone
made it seem very unlikely. What would
she think when he told her that she was in danger. After all, he wasn’t the warmest person in
the world, nor was he particularly fond of humans…
Suddenly, things clicked in Sesshoumaru’s brain and he began
laughing, much to Jaken and Rin’s horror. He picked up the diary as he continued to
laugh and read the last lines of Kagome’s last entry, enjoying the irony of the
moment. In a couple weeks this girl had
forced her way into his life and turned his world upside down, yet some things
never changed.
He still had no idea what he was going to say to her when he
saw her, but that didn’t matter.
Sesshoumaru was going to find her, tell her that she was in danger, and
make sure that she was safe. Nothing was
going to happen to her, now that he had decided to protect her. The mistakes of the past were not going to
repeat themselves.
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Rin- (hyperventilating)…he’s… he’s laughing… Oh God!
Jaken- Run!
Plot- This chapter wasn’t as funny as your last ones.
Author- I started writing this at 4:30 in morning, give me a break.
Didn’t think it would be the last diary entry, did you! Well, I didn’t think so either when I started
writing this chapter. I’ve always known
where I wanted Sesshoumaru basically to be when the entries finished, and he’s
there. So, instead of dragging out,
where it was just him make snarky comments but going
no where, I decided to finally end the diary and take this towards my next
installment of the plot (you know, that thing that sometimes occurs in fanfiction).
Ahh, author’s notes, I’ve missed
them.
* During the time of Sengoku Jidai,
there was no standardized form of money in Japan, and there wouldn’t in fact
be one until the Yen System was created around the 1850-60s. The most standardized it got before then was in
the Edo Period with two large money systems being run between Edo and Osaka
(the two biggest cities of merchants, who were the people who converted rice
into coinage) in which Edo ran on gold Ryo and Osaka ran on silver Monme. Ryo and Monme are actually units of measure that eventually turned
into the names of the coins they represented, although during the Edo Period
the actual weight they were supposed to be and the amount of gold or silver in
the coins didn’t actually match. During
the Sengoku Jidai, coins would be in the process of
turning into this, and a Ryo in Sesshoumaru’s time would still actually weigh a
ryo of gold. A
Ryo was a rather expensive coin, seeing as how it was worth one koku, or enough rice to feed a single man
for a year, and all of the lords of this time minted their own Ryo and coins of
smaller denomination (I’m sure Sesshoumaru has a minting operation somewhere in
his Citadel). For those who want to
know, a ryo of gold meant 15g of gold and was the
most expensive coin to be minted at this time.
For those who don’t know what a gram of gold cost nowadays, it’s in fact
$30 for a gram, so 15 grams is about $450 (so to sum up, 1 Ryo = $450). You can add up in your own heads how much
Sesshoumaru is paying Yoin if she wants another thousand Ryo added to her bill.
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