You open your eyes in the morning, lazily turning to the other side. What do you see? A pair of sharp eyes, staring at you. And a soft, fluffy tail, enveloping you.

"Moooorning, hubby! I thought you'll never wake up... I'm hungry!"

As if on cue, her belly rumbles loudly. Her ears twitch.

"You hear that? I need sustenance posthaste!"

Yes. Your very own kitsune wife!. How did you meet her? Well, it's still hard to believe she just appeared on your doorstep one day. An ethereal, mythical figure, clad in expensive silk kimono, exuding grace and dignity.

Now this very same creature is lying, sprawled on your bed in nothing but panties and your oversized t-shirt.

She announced right from the go she's willing to become your wife if only you agree to shelter her from the divine pursuit. Not like you had a choice. Otherwise she threatened to tear your soul apart or something like this...

And now, two weeks have passed like this already.

"Mizuki doesn't want to get out of the bed yet... Can you be my savior and bring me the breakfast here? Pweaseee!!"