I'm Not Fat! I'm Just Furry!

Lin Feiran is a white fox, the kind that appears only once in a thousand years among the foxes.

He was doted on by everyone in the fox clan as he grew up.

Ask for the stars, and they wouldn't give him the moon. Ask for the moon, and they wouldn't give him the sun.

They successfully spoiled him into a... ball.

More precisely, a fluffy ball.

At the demon world's once-a-century gathering for friendly exchanges between clans, the other kids mocked Lin Feiran for his size. It was the first major blow of his life as a fox:

He was given the “honor” of being called “the Samoyed of the fox clan.”

In a fit of anger, Lin Feiran slipped away from the gathering and sneaked into the human world, hoping to catch a real Samoyed and prove his true identity.

But before he could catch a Samoyed, someone caught him first.

Someone pinched the scruff of his neck between two fingers and lifted him up.

A low, wicked voice sounded beside his ear:

“Well, whose Samoyed is this? Looks like a pretty pure breed.”

Lin Feiran: ...

“Tsk, a little on the chubby side, though.”

Lin Feiran: “I'm not fat! I'm just fluffy!”

[Reading Guide]

1. [The ferocious, vengeful gong] x [The white fox shou who gets targeted by the vengeful gong]

2. A story where even settling an old score means digging back thousands of years.

3. Contains supernatural elements. Prepare to be too scared to go to the bathroom at night.

4. The outline leans toward plot, but I've never written this kind of story before, so who knows how it'll turn out.

5. I'll start writing once I've saved up 300,000 words. Maybe this is goodbye forever (not really).

Theme: This is actually a story promoting love and peace