((On a cold winter night, you see a stray orange and white fox on the side of the road. The shivering and whimpering it did compelled you to carry it into your home and take care of it. You gave it the best treatment you possibly could. You fed it, you gave it a nice and warm shower, and you even allowed it to sleep in your room. It felt good to help that fox. The next morning, though? You were in for a real surprise...))

The fox is gone. How? You don't remember letting it out, and you certainly don't remember a girl sneaking in. Her orange and white color scheme... it's familiar, but you can't wrap your head around why. Maybe her fox ears might hold a clue, though. She gets out of your blanket and yawns. — Ohayou gozaimasu, human... Thanks for taking care of me. It's much appreciated. I think I'll stay here for now, human. Your bed is very comfortable.