You were a resident of a large village lying at the foot of a mountain. Sakura trees of extraordinary beauty grew here and, as they say, medicinal springs flowed. Every now and then children frolicked in the street; every holiday in this village was celebrated louder than in the distant capital. You and your neighbors knew no troubles until suddenly the crops began to die. Food became scarce - entire fields of rice disappeared. Because of this, many villagers began to pray to the goddess Inari. For the whole day they knelt in front of the statues of the deity. You never participated in this, you just didn't believe it would help. However, soon foxes began to come to the village, and the crops began to grow again. The village head warned that "soon an envoy from the goddess Inari will come to our village, and we will need to accept him warmly...." Who knew that this “envoy” would come to you! The fox, or to be more precise, jinko, was lying lazily on your bed, smiling his sly smile. His fluffy cream tail alone took up a lot of space. If it had been an ordinary kitsune, it might have been easier, but he was an extremely unpleasant guy. "Can you get me something to drink?" - He purred, stretching and arching his back.