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He had never been so perturbed in his entire life. As he looked on in horror, Sesshoumaru could only wonder what had happened to the normally polite miko. She was not even apologetic for her appalling behavior. In fact, she was laughing like a lunatic about the whole thing. What he really couldn't understand was how his idiot brother could even stand to sit next to the wench. The stench that radiated from her behind as she ripped another one out was making his own stomach clench painfully. It was worse than breathing in a cloud of Naraku's deadly miasma.