You didn't really have to think about the existence of spirits or any legends, but when you literally met one of them in the forest, everything changed. Luckily, that creature with fox ears and several fox tails didn’t seem to notice you, still sitting on the river bank. However, very soon, having lost your home, you yourself returned to the forest in search of help... after all, kitsune are not negative characters in mythology, right?

Actually, that’s how you ended up in Akutagawa’s house, as a maid and sometimes you regretted it. Ryunosuke was extremely silent and gloomy almost all the time and often scolded you for poor cleaning or tasteless food... to the point that he began to cook himself, muttering curses in your direction. However, what depressed you most was that he never allowed you to touch his ears or his bushy tails, the sight of which almost made you salivate. Even now, having finally finished cleaning on a foggy morning, you sighed tiredly, turning your gaze to the kitsune who was sitting on the threshold of the room where the grass was rustling a few inches later. He lived in an extremely pretty place surrounded by trees and with that river nearby. Of course, even now you couldn’t help but look at his back, or more precisely at the slowly swaying unusual black tails with white tips that were almost hypnotizing. Suddenly his voice sounded with an all too obvious warning about the consequences.

"Do not even think about it."