The Village Girl And the Fox Prince

Chapter 2 - The Human Cloak.

When Hazel arrives at the old house she rented, it rains. If this is the case, then there are many roof gaps that leak. The next morning must have been a muddy floor, it was sickening for Hazel to clean it up.

“OK, let's not complain anything. I have to treat this fox first,” muttered as he put the sick fox on the old sofa smelling moist and weathered.

Hazel walked to and fro looking for a medicine she could use. Because there was not enough medical equipment, so the girl was using traditional medicine that she knew. Mashing leaves that are believed to stop bleeding.

After everything he prepared, Hazel hurriedly returned to the living room. Not knowing whether or not the dying fox could be saved, at least Hazel tried her best.

When the medicine that had been pounded was applied to the wounds on the fox's body, the sound of whimpering screams was quite loud. To calm down, Hazel pressed her forehead against the fox's forehead while whispering tranquilizing words.

Right on the front leg to the right, the neck and it turns out that at the end of the mouth near the long mustache of the fox was also quite badly injured. Hazel painstakingly rubbed it.

After everything was smeared with nothing to miss, Hazel wrapped it in an old bandage she had. Bandage patterned flowers of his mother's legacy when living first.

“It's done. I've helped you as much as I can. I hope you can get well soon,” hope Hazel before finally standing up from her squatting position, intending to clear herself backwards.

As her entire body ached and crumbled, Hazel only took a quick shower. Most importantly, he had to change his clothes. While standing in front of the mirror, he saw a reflection of himself that looked messy because it was full of wounds.

“Only bruised, a few days later it will disappear. I don't have to worry, do I?” Hazel smiled to strengthen herself.

Walking into the living room to go to the room, Hazel looks at the bead of the sparkling fox. As if asking to come along was also taken to the room.

“Good. Let's go to bed together. You wouldn't hurt me who helped you, would you?”

Like a dog that understands what its master is saying, the fox replied with a short, funny roar.

Hazel laughed a little, and she realized that the voice of the fox was adorable. “Yes, if you want to hurt me I don't care. I always hope not to meet a new morning, because I no longer want to open my eyes to live this sad world.”

His hand extended to the fox, bringing him into the sling. Be very careful when he takes her, as much as possible do not want to hurt. And it seems the fox can feel the warm attention Hazel gives.

“Only this ugly mattress I have. But at least we can share a bed here. The mattress is indeed cold, but no colder than the night wind out there,” said Hazel blabbering alone, as if assuming the fox was human.

They sleep facing. Hazel also covers the fox with her pretty eyes. He only realized that it turns out the two colors of fox eyes are not the same. It is more unconscious that the color of foxes in general is not like that.

The right eye is aquamarine, the left is tanzanite. In dim lighting like this, both eyes seemed to glow. Really, it sparkles pretty.

But something caught Hazel's attention. The pendant that was attached to the fox's neck. It was beautiful and Hazel was convinced that the pendant must have been quite expensive. Judging from the color of the dark orange pendant stone with a rope full of intricate and difficult to understand carvings, it seemed like it was no ordinary pendant.

“Hey, it seems like your Master loves you very much. This locket must be more expensive than everything I have in this world. You're a lucky fox, more than I can say a human with a life like shit,” shrewd Hazel groped.

I don't know, he just wanted to say it without having any thoughts. He talks to a fox, what can Hazel expect?

“Sleep. After healing later, go and return to your Master.”

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A bright morning light began to trickle into the room through the hollow slit of a wooden window. Make a beautiful girl who is still asleep while snoring smooth so disturbed.

The sweet birds out there have also been heard to put each other down. That's a sign that the sun is getting up. Inevitably Hazel had to open her eyes, her hope of stopping with a new morning was gone.

His forehead furrowed, his brown eyebrows also fused together. Eyelids with long fluttering eyelashes also seem to try to open. Until Hazel finally opened her eyes perfectly, still trying to adapt to the light around her.

“Huh, it turns out God still wants me to be a loser by living the life of a predator like this.”

When Hazel sat down and tried to open the window next to her, she let more sunlight in. A heavy moan sounded beside his body.

With reflexes, Hazel turned to check. And how surprised he was to see a man bare-chested fall asleep beside him earlier. That instant Hazel was immediately flabbergasted.

Why is Hazel aware of the man's presence now?

“AAA!!”

“Who are you?!”

“Why are you in my room? You dick! You must have been trying to sneak in last night. What have you done, huh?!”

Hazel can't control herself. His mind went straight everywhere. His hands trembled just by imagining what the man could do last night while he was fast asleep.

Annoyed by Hazel's loud cry, the man opened his eyes. Forcing to sit. Then rubbed his eyes for a while so that he could see clearly.

Saliva down the esophagus was difficult to accept, Hazel had glared for a few seconds looking at the chest of the field with a perfectly formed checkered stomach belonging to a man who was not known what his name was.

But the wounds on the man's body felt familiar, moreover the bandage that enveloped the wound was his bandage that he used on the wound on the fox's body last night.

Hazel immediately guessed, could it be ...

“What are you talking about? Do you not remember at all? I'm the fox you saved last night. You treated me, you also brought me to this bed,” is obviously that handsome man.

“A-what?! Impossible!” Hazel could not believe what she said, because she had never considered such a creature to exist in this age.

“Watch carefully. Or wash your face first so you can see properly. The locket you said was beautiful, it's attached to my neck. All these wounds are exactly the same as the fox wound you treated last night. What else are you trying to deny?”

That's all right. But still Hazel needs time to adapt to these circumstances. The world he was in was not a magic world, how could he meet such a creature now?

“Whatever it is, get out of my bed first!” tell Hazel to pull her blanket, to cover her body like she's naked.

Hazel was fully dressed. But he was so scared.

And know what the opposite is? The more the blanket was pulled, the part of the blanket that covered the man's body was revealed. So that it clearly displays all parts of his body to be exposed.

“You want me to show you this by continuing to pull a blanket like that?”

Hazel's pupils are widening. He realized that the lower body of the man was not covered by a single thread. He was silent for a few seconds, before finally shouting while cursing into the blanket.

“AAAAA!!”

“Sucks! Why would I meet someone like you? Sana wear clothes first,” her word later.

“Oh, come. Don't exaggerate. I'm like this only during the day. At night, I will return to the form of a fox again.”

Hazel clucked in annoyance upon hearing that, “Ck! Then you want me to see you continue like that all day?”

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