Hand a Plate.

She set a plate before Gaijin and took a seat across from him, a playful grin gracing her features. Noticing that she had no plate in front of her, he felt a surge of frustration. His gaze dropped to the plate overflowing with tender beef, hearty potatoes, crisp green beans, and vibrant carrots. The aroma wafted enticingly through the air, prompting him to seize the fork and dig in. The flavors danced on his palate, a reminder of how long it had been since he enjoyed a home-cooked meal. If this were indeed a prank, he wouldn’t mind savoring a final meal like this, devouring every bite with enthusiasm. “Thank you for this incredible meal; it’s the most delicious thing I’ve ever tasted,” he said, licking his lips in delight.

The little fox beamed at him, her sharp canine teeth glinting as her tail wagged with excitement. “I’m so glad you loved it! Would you like some more, Gaijin?” she inquired, taking the empty plate and heading back to the kitchen. Moments later, she returned, setting a second helping in front of him. Her ears twitched playfully, and her tail wagged so vigorously that he felt a refreshing breeze sweep through the room.