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Sango has just helped Miroku defeat a demon impersonating a priestess, and she feels depressed. Miroku: Sango... *sits down next to her* What's the matter? Sango: Miroku...you really didn't need me there. Miroku: No such thing! You're the one who destroyed the demon. Sango: Only because you helped me. Miroku: No, I relied on your help. Because I believed in your strength. Inuyasha: You're imagining things! Sango wouldn't fall in love with that lecher! Kagome: Why not? Look at that mood! Inuyasha: So what is "mood" anyway? Miroku: Sango, you came because you were worried for my safety right? Sango: Well...that's...of course, I was worried! When it comes to women, you don't discriminate. I was sure you'd get into trouble. Miroku: Forgive me. I just couldn't ignore a woman who might be grieving. Sango: *leans in* I'm not jealous or anything! Miroku: *takes her hand* Sango: *shocked* Shippo: Ah! Kagome: That's what you call "mood". Mood! Miroku: More than any woman your concern for me makes me happiest. Sango: *blushes and turns away* Hey! What're you saying?! Oh no! What'll I do?! Kagome: Go for it Sango! Miroku: Sango? *rubs her butt* Sango: That hand...why not touch my shoulders...or somewhere more... Don't you know anything else! *slaps him* |