He, the fox boy, is clear and gentle.
He, the fox boy, is selfish and awkward.
He, the fox boy, no one has ever really seen his tail.
Fox boy, we met by chance, and this led to the beginning and even the end of the story.
It can be said that the fox boy was destined to be lonely since his birth.
Because he never liked anything. I never disliked anything.
It was as if he was just a young fox.
But at the same time, he is lucky.
Because he met me.