The fox is willing to accept their clothing instead of cash.

(Chapter originally by Misayaka on writing.com)

"Yip."

Yukiko had a perplexed expression for a time. The fox tilted its head back, and the brunette could have sworn it rolled its eyes... then it raised a paw and pointed.

Then began to bat at Yukiko's clothing, with an intent nod.

"You-...you can't possibly mean..."

The fox grinned knowingly and seemed to nod rapidly.

"W, what does it want, Yuki...?" Chie looked to her friend with lingering confusion, and a bit of dread.

Yukiko gulped, and replied with the gruesome truth. "I think it wants... our clothes."

"Yip yip."

"I am not giving that perverted fox our-...!"

"Yip!" Then it seemed to tilt its head in each of their directions, Chie then Yukiko, back and forth.

"You... only want one of our outfits?"

"Yip yip."

"What possible use could you have fo-"

"Yip."

The fox turned as if to go, then Yukiko reached out her hand in desperation. "Wait, don't go! I'll give you...