Bad women are always eyeing me covetously.

If we calculate the time, it should be about right, right?

Otherwise, Xing wouldn't have disturbed Kafka while she was sleeping.

"Let's go, let's go, don't think too much, I ordered a lot of food today."

Xing led the slightly dazed little guy out of the washroom.

Upon returning to the living room, a small, uninvited guest was lazily lounging on the sofa.

The gray-haired girl with a single spiral ponytail, chewing gum and casually crossing her legs while holding a game console, glanced at the little fox hiding behind the stars, her eyes slightly shining.

But I still pretended not to care and greeted them casually.

"Hey, wanna play a couple of rounds with me?"

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Chapter Four: Silver Wolf Wants to Be Friends with Little Fox

When Silver Wolf first received the Star Core Hunters' recruitment, he thought their headquarters would be some kind of high-tech ship or something.

Kafka simply smiled and gave her a sum of money, the address of a residence on a remote planet, and a novice assessment to join the Star Hunters.

After completing the mission, the man named Blade left for some unknown reason, leaving Silver Wolf to figure out how to get around this remote planet on his own.

It looks like just an ordinary family's address.

It wasn't a difficult thing for Silver Wolf.

However, upon entering, the harmonious family dynamic was indeed a bit bewildering.

Especially the black cat, which was lying on the cat tree. When she came in, it just glanced at her lazily and then looked away again.

If it weren't for the man named Blade opening the door for her, Silver Wolf would be starting to wonder if she had come to the wrong place.

Well, the novice assessment is over anyway. Now all Silver Wolf needs to do is sit on that soft sofa and rest for a while.

What was unexpected was that the man named Ren expressionlessly took out a pair of light gray slippers with a wolf pattern from the shoe cabinet, slightly raised his chin, and told her to put them on.

Cleaning the house is tiring.

Seemingly noticing Silver Wolf's extremely puzzled gaze, Blade, who didn't want to say anything, still offered an explanation.

"Change into your clothes. Kafka is still resting. Don't talk about missions later. Just treat this place as a 'home' to rest in."

This is probably the longest sentence Ren has said in a long time.

Silver Wolf pursed his lips, then thought that it wasn't appropriate to wear shoes into someone else's house, so he obediently changed into his cute-looking slippers.

What kind of taste does the person who chooses these slippers have? They're not even as good as me.

She muttered to herself, then casually lay down on the sofa without any hesitation.

If we put some cute cushions on it, it would be very comfortable to sleep on the sofa.

Feeling the softness of the sofa, I can't help but sigh at how comfortable it is for rich people. It would be even better if I had a few new game consoles on sale when I'm on the go.

She took out some bubble gum from her pocket and chewed it. With her other hand, she took out her game console, which had been with her for a long time. Just as she was about to play a couple of rounds to pass the time, Silver Wolf heard conversations coming from inside the closed room.

However, she didn't care that much. She just glanced at it and then turned her attention back to the game that was about to start in thirty seconds.

When the door was pushed open, Silver Wolf glanced at it again, and his hand paused.

Although it's not like I haven't seen those fox-person children from the Celestial Ships before.

Some are just mischievous kids, while others simply don't want to talk to people...

But this was the first time she had ever seen anything so captivating.

Looking at it this way, you forget that you've already started playing a game on your console, and that it's even a rare level that you've been playing for several days.

And because I was so momentarily stunned, I missed the level.

......

Her gaze naturally fell on the little cutie's feet, which seemed to be the same style of fluffy slippers as her own.

Okay, in that case, the taste of these slippers isn't so bad after all.

Silver Wolf silently swallowed back his earlier words about poor taste, and immediately realized how delicious it was.

Knowing full well that he wasn't good at interacting with people offline, Silver Wolf awkwardly greeted them, albeit somewhat awkwardly.

"Hey, wanna eat some bubble gum?"

This was one of the better communication methods she could come up with.

Silver Wolf awkwardly lowered his hand from the game console and subtly rubbed the tip of his ear.

She has always liked cute little gadgets.

Especially the furry ones.

"Hello... but I just finished brushing my teeth... and it doesn't seem like it's time for dessert yet..."

The fluffy little fox still refused the silver wolf.

Although Xi Lan was a little shy, the sight of the silver wolf, who didn't seem much taller and looked like a child who hadn't fully grown up, did somewhat ease her nervousness about meeting strangers.

A little bit, but not much.

"All right..."

Silver Wolf reluctantly put away his bubble gum, but his eyes kept darting back and forth between Xi Lan's fluffy tail and ears.

I really want to touch it and see what it feels like.

And... I wonder what it would feel like to hold her in my arms and take a nap on a soft bed.

For some reason, this thought inexplicably appeared in Silver Wolf's mind.

Just thinking about it makes me feel so happy.

Seemingly realizing that he had been staring at the tail for too long, the silver wolf guiltily shifted his gaze.

To avoid being mistaken for a strange adult by the other party.

Xi Lan, somewhat helpless, tugged at someone's sleeve and looked at Xing, who seemed a little unreliable, with a rare look of help.

"Alright, it's time to eat, Uncle Ren. Would you like the food heated up?"

Xing chuckled, brought the little fox hidden behind her to the dining table, and then went to wake Kafka up for dinner again.

Sigh, that's just how I am, I've worried myself sick over this family.

"Silver Wolf, go wash your hands and have a meal with us."

She pointed to the location of the washroom before heading back to Kafka's room.

Before they could even get quite close, the door to the room was opened from the inside, and Kafka, who had finished washing up and had long purple hair flowing freely, came out.

"Good morning, everyone."

She curled her lips into a smile, her gentle eyes naturally fixed on the silver wolf sitting next to the little guy, who was not at all polite.

Making friends is a good thing.

With this in mind, Kafka naturally ignored the uneasy gaze that Yuran was giving her.

This is also part of growing up, little Xilan.

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Chapter Five Star: I Was Here First

Sitting next to a stranger for the first time was a rare experience for Xi Lan.

Even though they don't seem that tall, why does the way they look at me make me feel uneasy?

As Xi Lan chewed her food, her tail tip swayed slightly, clearly indicating that she was lost in thought.

Let's call it lunchtime for now; everyone present had their own little thoughts.

Except for the blade.

He was really eating.

As for what happens at the dining table, they probably can't be bothered to care.

Eating was not a very useful activity for him, and before he picked up the little fox that Elio had taken a liking to, the man didn't even know how long it had been since he had eaten.

But this little fox, whom the Star Core Hunters raised by hand, liked to follow him around like a little tail to urge him to eat as soon as it could remember things.

However, few of the Star Core Hunters know how to cook. Kafka spends most of her time on missions and prefers to eat at restaurants.

Xing, on the other hand, prefers things that young people like these days.

Fireflies spend most of their time in the medical pod, so they probably don't need to eat much.

...In the end, it was Blade who took over the task of cooking.

It's not bad, but it's barely palatable.

Over time, at least in front of children, Ren would still put on a show, and when he came back, he would pay attention to his wounds so that the other party's overly sensitive nose could smell the blood on him.

Habits are a terrible thing.

Ren was slightly distracted, his strange eyes glancing at the little fox whose cheeks were stuffed full, and he sighed inwardly.

After finishing his own meal, he took charge of clearing away the leftover plates from the others and washing the dishes. Under the somewhat accusing gaze of a certain little black cat, he quietly served him lunch that had been forgotten for who knows how long.

Blade, a Star Hunter, never looked at the black cat while feeding it.