Inari wants to live in peace

I was happy to enjoy the nostalgic sightseeing in Kyoto, but as I had seen before coming to Fushimi Inari Shrine, it was as bad as ever.

Still, thanks to the vigilante's hard work, corpses, manure, debris and garbage were cleaned up on the main street.

But the back streets are all dirty and messy, and the houses in Kyoto are badly damaged.The residents don't seem to be feeling well anywhere.

You're going to be devastated.

"I'm sorry."

"It's not Mr. Sakura's fault.This is a bad time. "

Covering my face in straw, I was walking down the street with a new young witch, Sakura-san, looking across the town without any particular purpose.

Before leaving Fushimi Inari Taisha Shrine, I was so excited about sightseeing in Kyoto, but now I'm getting a little overwhelmed.

After a while, hanging around without going anywhere, I noticed a shy girl approaching from the back alley staggering.

The samurai guards watching in the shadows seemed to react, so I decided not to worry about it first.

Then, the girl who came so close pulled the sleeves of my witch clothes weakly and complained in a small voice.

"Witch, please do me a favor. I've only been drinking water in the last few days."

The cherry blossoms next door appear to be conflicting in your heart, whether you want to peel off the child while his face is blue or not to move as I ordered, but I will leave it for now.

Incidentally, the guards are only clever, and the contract seems to be properly adhered to. After watching this restraint and nodding small, they are constantly watching so that they can move at any time.

"That's pathetic. Then I'll give you this ─ ─"

That said, when I tried to loosen and remove the strings of the fine drawstring bag that I lowered on my waist and give the one I put inside, the girl in front of me changed her look.

How dare she stretch out her hands to steal a drawstring bag from my hand.

"Picking up is not peaceful."

However, the physical abilities of the fox daughter are far beyond those of man.

No matter how fast the girl moves, I can't wait to see it and deal with it!And that's all.

So on the verge of touching the drawstring bag, she pulls it back and hides it.

And with his free left hand, he grabbed his arm stretched out so he couldn't escape.

"Ugh! Can't move!?"

I suppose he was after me because he wanted to steal a luxurious and beautiful drawstring bag and sell it somewhere along with the contents.

Considering the insecurity in Kyoto, it is not strange that undercover deals, stolen goods sales, etc., pass by normally.

By the way, I look like a tiny 10-year-old, and there's only one young witch nearby who thinks she's senpai and wears the same Fushimi Inari Shrine witch clothes.

And the guards are watching in the shadows, so they won't notice.

In other words, the girl in front of her assumed that if she came closer, poked unexpectedly, took the drawstring bag from the toddler, and quickly escaped into the back alley, she wouldn't have to worry about getting caught first.

But the reality, unfortunately, did not meet her expectations.

"Ha, let go!"

In an attempt to escape my hand, the shy dressed girl was beaten and kicked in desperate shape, but she didn't bump, hurt, or itch.

It is good that she seems to be fine even though she only drinks water, but she is still overall thin and thin, so it seems that she is definitely hungry.

The witches watching nearby and the samurai watching from afar can see that I'm terrified of when I'm going to die.

On the other hand, inside, I was worried about what to do if the borrowed witch's clothes were dirty or torn.

I'm going to let the girl go wild for a while and wait for her to settle down.

But this is the main street, and it's a little uncomfortable because passers-by is stopping and starting to watch us interact.

Eventually, she thought she couldn't escape because she was tired. She breathed out and turned into a crying expression, and went into the ground with Hennahena.

"What are you going to do with me?"

"Whatever you say, how do you give charity?"

While answering her question, I check the borrowed witch's clothes for any fractures or tears.

Then there was no abnormality other than a little dust, so I was relieved that it was tougher than I thought.

"That's a lie! You say that and you sell it off to buyers anyway!"

No, it's not a conversation!Not to mention, I found that the girl who was mentally cornered was abandoning herself.

So I let go of her hand, which I lost the temptation to run into, and I sacrificed the contents of the drawstring bag.

And when I took out a piece of pancake, I forced the girl with a desperate expression to open her mouth and shoved it in without saying anything.

Mugh!?

"Eat, but calm down and slow down."

We only know the expiration date, but the grain pancakes we baked before we left should still be around the corner.... maybe.

But I didn't have mold, but I thought maybe it was time to taste it. If I hit my fox daughter, I wouldn't get hungry anyway, so I was going to use it today.

But in fact, I was forcing the girl in front of me to eat it now.

As for the scene, it was as if I didn't know what it meant to say clearly that a young girl was forcing a pancake into the mouth of a sleazy girl with tearful eyes.

But she learns to disobey and chew silently as she is told.

Then the witch who was watching the next door stopped in a hurry.

"Ah, um, um! No... your hands will get dirty!"

For a moment she was about to speak to Inari God, but she suddenly reconsidered whether she had noticed or not.

And I only talked about the main points so they wouldn't know who I was.

"I'm fine because I'm not dirty.Besides, it's more dangerous for her to eat it hands-on. "

Hygiene management in today's era is just a few words.

Above all, keeping it in the hands of a dirty little girl on the ground risks causing bacterial food poisoning.

Well, I may have some germs on my hands, but it's probably okay because even if I stick it in mud and manure, it doesn't smell like dirt.

It was aggressive action to mislead such backwardness by forcing people to eat fried rice cakes with a dangerous expiration date.

A girl who had been eating cereal pancakes for some time without heart, but chewed my fingers off on the way.

Having just done it, she looks at us with a look of fear.

"Don't worry about me, eat up to the end."

I smile nicely to reassure you because it doesn't hurt or itch that much.

However, with passers-by's gaze, this attitude has become even more embarrassing.

So I urge you to finish eating quickly.

The girl, who had been looking desperate until now, had her tummy swollen and was feeling a little better.

Afterwards, he occasionally drank water in a bamboo water bottle, ate the remaining pieces of pancakes that he took out in succession, and calmed them down to the end.

However, when she said that she had finished eating all the pancakes, for some reason she wouldn't let me go and kept licking the fingers in her mouth.

Fearing this incomprehensible behavior, I reflexively pulled my finger and hurriedly stopped the girl.

(PELOLIST!? I didn't think we'd run into each other, but... yeah?Is it like this even in real life?)

I feel different from the future online terminology perologist, but I'm slightly attracted to my first encounter.

Still, I couldn't abandon her staring at me with a happy expression.

If I ordered you to lick Inari God's foot, I would be halfway there now to see how this dangerous child would be treated in various ways before a girl with an atmosphere that I would be happy to do just waiting.