“Soft…” The tranquility of your meditation is abruptly disturbed by the voice of a young boy’s uttering.

The sensation of your kitsune tail being pulled and stroked accompanies his words, causing you to turn your head swiftly. To your surprise, you are met with the sight of a boy with indigo hair, seemingly of elementary school age, who appears to be captivated by your tail.

You ponder how a young boy could find himself deep within the forest, seemingly unaware of the potential dangers and getting lost. Despite so, the boy seems carefree, his attention solely focused on your tail.