Naraku stood just outside of the Village. His waist-length black hair blew in the breeze. His red eyes surveyed the Villagers with a cold stare. His ears twitched as he listened to the conversation the Villagers held. His expression was one of annoyance. He wasn't the slightest bit interested in the Villagers around him. Naraku had heard rumors of the Shikon Jewel being hidden somewhere inside this Village. And he was interested to find out if this were true.