Having lost its memory and having nothing to do, the fox demon began its journey.
In a torrent of time, the fox demon drifted to an unknown place. Fortunately, it met a weirdo. The weirdo was very strange. His face was decorated with exaggerated makeup and he was carrying a cabinet like a shelf. His face was pale, not like a living person.
After peeping, I wanted to leave, but was caught instead.
How do I explain that I am not the "monster" that weirdos say? I have no harmful intentions and just want to find a companion to walk through this strange era together?
Not bad, not bad. The fox demon successfully found a long-term meal ticket for himself
Everything was going well until...
Once again the turbulence of time and space, once again meeting each other, the tired traveler finally has the embrace of home.
Purpose: Companionship is the best healing medicine