Chapter 1963 robbery (37)

  The boy scratched its chin, kept a straight face, and said every word.

   "No trouble."

  A fox: "..."

  It was helpless and did not move.

  Lie down quietly.

  The young man was satisfied.

  Come over and kiss it.

   "Little raccoon is so good."

   "..."

  The fox lowered its ears and hummed.

  Flick the tip of the tail.

  The boy holding it rubbed against it contentedly.

   squinting, smiling.

   "Little raccoon is so nice."

  …

  …

  …

   After comforting someone who was sticking to the fox, the fox lay on the bed, pricked up its ears, and listened to the movement outside.

   It's just that there was no movement for a long time.

  The monk who appeared out of nowhere seemed to have left.

…what's the situation?

  The fox lowered his eyes, thinking casually.

  He came aggressively and just left?

  Is it impossible...

   What kind of ultimate move are you going to prepare?

   It didn't feel sleepy, and waited for a while.

   It's a pity that the monk didn't come back until midnight.

   It seems, really just passing by.

   Passing by by chance.

  The fox yawned, and shook the tip of its tail under pressure.

Sleepy.

  The monk didn't come, it slowly lowered its ears.

  Close your eyes.

   He rubbed the boy next to him affectionately, and fell asleep.

   Sleeping soundly.

  The boy hugged it tightly.

  Hold tightly, without moving.

   "Little raccoon..."

  …

  …

  …

the next day.

  The land old man is here.

   came to knock on the dilapidated door again, knocking loudly.

  In the clean and empty yard, in front of the silent forest.

  A morning bird was startled by the knock on the door, stood on the branch, and flew up.

   Flapping its wings, it flew away from here.

   dare not stay any longer.

  The land old man is leaning on crutches, short and small, like an old doll.

   kept knocking on the door, patting on the crumbling door.

   Seems bound to wake up those inside.

   It's annoying.

  Inside the house.

  Wrapped in the bed, curled up in a ball, the fox who was still asleep shook his ears impatiently.

  Close your eyes and roll over.

  want to roll into its loving embrace.

result-

   rushed to nothing.

  It is cold and there is no one around it.

   "... ouch?"

  The fox opened his moist eyes, still slightly sleepy and dazed.

  The soft and charming tail was thrown out of the bed.

   Shake and shake, the arc is attractive and beautiful.

  It looked up and looked around.

  The room is quiet, he is not there.

  The door is also closed, and the yard is very quiet.

   Only the knock on the door, continuous and persistent.

   "..."

  The beautiful and charming fox yawned lazily.

   Lying on the soft quilt, eyes closed, still a little drowsy.

   "Bang bang bang—"

   "Bang bang bang—"

  Outside the gate, the land old man was still knocking on the door.

   "Damn girl, open the door."

   "I have something important to tell you, very important event!"

  He took advantage of the child's absence and finally found an opportunity.

   If she doesn't come out again, the child will come back!

  The land old man knocked on the door.

   "Girl, come—"

  Before he finished speaking, the door opened.

  A fiery figure appeared.

  The light skirt swayed, and the glamorous fox leaned slightly against the door.

   Eyes downcast, fingertips white, expression loose.

  The crisp and soft voice is slightly sandy as if he had just woken up.

  Soft, like a fox's tail, it is extraordinarily provocative.

   It made people's hearts tremble.

"What's wrong?"

   "Could it be that fairy... is coming to kill me?"

  (end of this chapter)