At the Northern Fort

Even that day, the beginning was peaceful.

When I got the rest of last night's jerky at breakfast I licked it around until it was dry and stiff and tender. You give me something so delicious, the knight of the ship's eyes must still be a good man.

The vigilance against him is slightly eased by the jerky. I'm not too scared to stop by anymore.

But it's still the same to be nervous when you're watched standing still on the side, and it's no different when you accidentally escape when a boneless hand reaches out to stroke my head.

Whenever the knight of the ship's eye looks sorry, I also feel sorry for him —— instead of having a delicious meal, I thought it might be good enough to let him stroke it —— that the instincts of animals, or spirits, would not be comfortable touching humans.

Even though I understand you're not going to get slapped by that, I'm afraid that big hand will fall slowly from overhead to cover you.

"Can't you still stroke it?"

The knight with the naked eye laughed a little lonely and said.

I'm sorry, but I still can't seem to do it.

By and large, I'm not a light woman waving her tail at anyone. Don't be bothered if they see you cheap! There's no shards of this wildness. Honestly, I get it. It's nary, but the spirit is lonely ——

"See you later."

The knight with the eyes closed the window and headed to work.

You're still in the middle of my story!

Having finished my breakfast, I got out of the back yard of my quarters while alerting people to my eyes. How do we kill time from now until sundown?

I'm a fox and I don't need to do anything for work, chores, or schooling. I can't help but be free every day.

Shall we walk around the premises again as usual and adventure?

I've strolled around the grounds quite boldly the last few days, but I don't think anyone other than the Shipyard has found out about my presence yet. Maybe I have a secret talent.

It's sunny this morning and temperatures seem to be high in this part of the winter. As I hid and observed the knights, I often heard the conversation, "It's hot today".

No, I don't think it's ever hot. The snow won't melt when the sun is out, and I think the temperature is lower than in Tokyo in the middle of winter.

I wonder if they are too accustomed to life in this land where freezing is the norm in winter, making them feel weird.

But I can't talk about people either. Only the snow spirits are so strong against the cold, and I do feel warm today.

Even in the summer, the region is cool —— there is no snow melting all year round near the summit where I live with my mother —— and if I go further south, seriously, I may evaporate in the heat. Growing up and expanding our range of action doesn't seem like we should be out of the mountains much in the summer.

That's how the day went by in peace.

Try scratching and moving on like swimming soft snow, or exchanging greetings with a nose touch with the stables horses who are becoming friends.

And buy the sold fights because the damned little birds fly around like they make little fools of me! and respond to it......

I thought the animal was afraid of me and my mother, who are spirits, but apparently only my mother was in awe, and I knew the unfortunate fact away from my mother. When I grow up and get pierced, will the birds make fun of me?

Well, the incident happened after the sun went down.

Night's mouth darkened around and the kings and air were getting cold. If I had been the one in my previous life used to heating, I might not have been able to stand that cold that would sting my skin, but now I'm a hairy ball creature. Warm thanks to natural fur.

I was in a hurry to my own bunk behind the dorm, feeling the coolness of the air only with the meatballs on my wet nose and soles of my feet.

I moved around a lot today, so I'm hungry. Is the Shigeye Knight still at work? Or will you have dinner ready already and wait for me?

I was on my way to him with my breath cut off, but the danger was waiting for me on the road.

……

To begin with, all I could see was the creature's black silhouette. It's hard to tell instantly what an organism is at the end of your gaze outside the dark.

But the smell of drifting in the wind made it possible to guess who they were.

(Nora Dog?

The smell of the beast and the rough breath that reaches your ears. Speaking of which, the silhouette looks like a dog, too.

What came to mind with the word Nora dog was some breeder wandering the city alone with a collar on and a swallowing face. I'm coming from you! And it's like talking to an aunt.

However, I felt a strong sense of crisis as the other person slowly approached me and was able to see what it looked like.

That's not such a cute thing as a Nora dog.

- A wild dog. A wild dog. It is a wild beast that has never been subordinated to a human being.

The air is tense and I can't breathe.

The tight eyes were running blood, with sharp fangs peering through his mouth leaking his rough breath. A sticky saliva pulls a thread and falls to the ground, as it represents his hunger. Wrinkles were leaning between the eyebrows and nasal muscles, and a low roar was leaking from his throat.

From the height of my gaze, the wild dogs are horribly compelling and inadvertently creep up.

I almost lost my hips too, but I stomp in the mood. But my hind legs started trembling, and my vision shook because of it.

The other person obviously sees me as a prey. If I bite you in the throat and stop breathing, then I'm going to eat you scattered as you desire.

The wild dog packed another step, a distance from me. Keep your head down, as if you're gauging when you're going to fly.

He's not like the little birds who made fun of me during the day. If I respond, they will kill me.

For the first time since I became this body, I felt cold. The meatball sweat is not hammering.

The fear of death is imminent.

While I was attacked by extreme tension and fear, I was not distracted from my enemies to protect my own life. Your gaze twists and lags as it is to avoid irritating your opponent.

But as soon as the hurried wild dog ran out to fly this way, I also fled flipping my body at a glance.

From there, I'm desperate.

Run even your feet down a narrow, snow-covered path. The enemy has longer legs and more stride handles, so I just have to raise the rpm.

Peel off your eyes, and do everything in your power —— much more seriously than when you fled the child before you came here —— to escape.

Along the way we chose a path that had not been cleared of snow, but fortunately the snow was cold and solidified somewhat, even during the day, where it would be shaded. Lightweight I didn't have to take my legs off the snow. The wild dogs chasing us behind were troublesome and snowy, but that put us just about at the same speed as each other.

I tried to earn a little distance from my opponent here, but again soon I went out into the passage of the knights being snowed out, into the melted muddy snow, and the escape route conditions were not stable. It's because you're running to the dark clouds.

"Oops! Nah... what the heck!?

I ran into a bunch of knights who seemed to be out of work along the way, but now I don't have time to worry about their gaze.

Running at full speed under the feet of the knights, he continues to move his feet desperately. The wild dogs also turned their attention to humans only for a moment and did not stop following me, the prey

Ha-ha-ha, only the breath of an enemy named dominates my ears. I can't afford to look back, but I'm sure the other guy is following me with a sloppy tongue out of his mouth and a sprinkle of saliva.

Signs of the enemy, right behind you.

Hair rebels against horror.

I can catch up with you like this......!

—— and in my eyes bent over the corner of the building was a pond that was securely present at the edge of the site.

Probably made artificially. That looked pretty deep, though not so vast. Are you putting snow in there that has been cleared of snow, or there are some mounds floating around that have left to melt.

Though it's not the ice that's straining it, it must be cold enough to feel the pain if you put your hands in the water.

But I dared to head towards the pond. Because it was obvious that even running and running like this would soon catch up.

I dived into a cold pond with the thought of death.