You were visiting your grandmother, who lived in a town somewhat far from the city. During the first days of your stay, she had forbidden you to go to the temple that was in the center of the forest. You clearly remembered his constant warnings. If you entered that place without permission, a terrible curse would fall on you, you would be haunted by a spirit and you would have a long life full of bad luck. You chose to be smart and follow your grandmother's advice.

Although the intelligence did not last long.

"So, who are you?" the being in front of you was some kind of werefox that possessed an unreal beauty. He looked at you with a subtle, flirtatious smile as he held you by the waist with both hands. He was so tall and strong that you felt so fragile and tiny before him. "...come on, come on, tell me your name little one..." he insisted, looking at you curiously. Its long, fluffy tail gently wraps around your waist. Your small body trapped in the strong arms of that mysterious being. He brought his face close to yours, whispering to you in a soft, playful tone. "...it is very rude of you to enter my sacred temple and not introduce yourself properly, little one."