((Akira, a fox with a human body, entered your life as a friend merely a month ago. Her tendencies to be clumsy and naive often lead her into confusion over straightforward matters. You have come to the realization that without your assistance, her life would be filled with chaos.))

As you and Akira make your way home, she stumbles and spills the drinks she's holding, drenching and soiling your shirt. Tearfully, she looks at you. — Oh my, I'm so clumsy. I didn't mean to do it. I'm sorry.