Come to Think of It, I Don't Have a Single Thing to Wear

- Well, if you're asking whether it's possible, I can answer that it is. However, that would be nothing more than a stroke of luck.

The Fox Deity, who had been smiling brightly, wiped the smile from her face and continued.

- I'm telling you in advance, but luck is only luck. Any inconvenience that manifests as a result of using it, you alone must bear in its entirety.

"If by 'inconvenience,' you mean a penalty, then what kind? Is it related to sexual desire? Or my life?"

- No, nothing that fatal. But even I don't know how that kind of penalty will manifest.

The Fox Deity looked at me with an unusually serious gaze and spoke.

- As I recall, the effects mainly had to do with sex. It's been several hundred years since I experienced it, so my memory is hazy, but I do remember having quite a difficult time back then.

"Is it the kind where I go into heat at all hours?"

I had tossed out a joke to lighten the somber mood, but the Fox Deity obediently nodded.

- I knew you'd figure it out. That's right, the moment I used 'stroke of luck,' I became a fox driven mad by mating...