"Ah, me..."
Gu Mo glanced at the fellow sitting across from him, eagerly raised his hand and waved with a grin, about to introduce himself.
"Wait, wait! Your, your clothes—"
Himura Kagome, who had been staring intensely at him since earlier, finally realized what that dissonance was. Her pupils contracted sharply as she pointed at his clothes.
This style, so out of place, clearly doesn't belong to this era! It was the first time in this Warring States Era, five hundred years ago, that she had seen anyone besides herself looking so modern!
"You! You're from my era too?!"
The girl was utterly shocked and naturally made such an assumption. She thought it might be the case, extrapolating from her own experiences.
Others were also visibly shocked, including Inuyasha, whose eyes widened. Just driven by fury, he only realized now after Himura Kagome's remark that this person did indeed have that "five hundred years later" modern style he once witnessed!
