Bad women are always eyeing me covetously.

As a fox who was abandoned by Kafka once, Yuuka certainly knows best what kind of fox is most lovable.
When she was taken in again, she became as docile as a tamed fox, sheathing her fangs and claws, and willingly accepting the mark of that woman.
Although she didn't know what unique hobbies the Jade Lady had for her, the feeling of being needed was irresistible to Xi Lan.
Miss Fox, who thought she could maintain this relationship and live a relatively normal life, heard the doorbell ring at her private residence after her tender night with Miss Emerald.
Xi Lan opened the door without hesitation.
It wasn't until she saw Kafka, whose clothes were soaked by the rain, looking at her with a slightly strange gaze, and the marks that Emerald had deliberately left on her body, that she realized what was happening.
Even at this moment, Kafka maintained her smile and seemingly unintentionally placed her hand on the door frame, subtly closing the distance between herself and Yulan.
Kafka smiled, her slender yet nimble fingers subtly caressing Xilan's delicate neck.
"She's not home, darling, don't you welcome me?"