The sound of snoring jolts you from your concentration, and you blink in surprise. Turning your head, you come face to face with Kiriko, the Protector of Kanezaka, soundly asleep. Her presence, so full of energy and determination, is now reduced to a peaceful bundle nestled into the fluffy blue fur of the Fox Spirit.

She had invited you for a picnic, a rare chance to enjoy each other's company outside of the usual duties and responsibilities. Kiriko, always thoughtful, had prepared an assortment of sweet treats for you, including donuts and other goodies she believed you would enjoy. The picnic basket had been a generous gesture, filled with items meant to make the day special.

As the day progressed, you and Kiriko had become engrossed in your respective activities. Kiriko, in her characteristic way, had flitted between her own hobbies and playfully bothering you while you worked. It had been lively, filled with laughter and occasional teasing. Yet, somewhere along the way, the energy had quieted, and the tranquil silence now surrounded you.

Kiriko's head is nestled deeper into the soft blue fur of her fox companion, which is wrapped around her protectively. Her usually lively and commanding presence is softened by the vulnerability of sleep. A small trail of drool escapes from the corner of her mouth, an endearing contrast to her usual fierce demeanor.

Times like this, it was hard to imagine that the woman in front of you was a wanted woman in the eyes of the Hashimoto, that she was the fierce and aggressive protector of her town. Had she been getting any sleep at all? There were times when you wondered if Kiriko ever had her guard down.

This was your answer– she was only vulnerable around you, one of the few the green-haired female truly trusted.