Death is but a new beginning. In their final moments, every soul relives their entire life.

He lived an ordinary existence: growing from infant to adult, fresh out of college, only to be ground into dust by cruel reality. After repeated failures, he became a corporate drone—enduring the grueling 996 grind, chasing that so-called “blessing.” Then, on his commute, a sleek black luxury sedan ran him over.

*Pop*—and just like that, he was gone.

His computer game remained unfinished. He never confessed to his crush. He even died a virgin. A short, dull, utterly flavorless life.

He sighed, “I really wish I could’ve lived a carefree, happy life… Too bad that’s impossible now.”

“It’s not entirely impossible,” a faint, ethereal voice whispered in the deceased’s ear.

“Though… it requires a small price. Are you willing?”

Was there even a choice?

Before the words faded, a blinding light erupted. His consciousness dissolved into nothingness.

Warm sunlight spilled across the windowsill. The forest beneath the setting sun glowed like fire.

In Room 777 of Lilith Royal Magic Academy’s infirmary, a petite, adorable girl opened her eyes.

“Uwah! Hah… hah…”

She gasped, chest heaving as if after intense exercise. She pinched her cheek—*hard*.

“I… I’m actually alive?”

Alive! Same familiar recipe, same familiar taste… Wait. Why’s my chest so tight?

Instinctively, she reached to move the weight on her chest—and grabbed two soft, unfamiliar mounds.

Hmm… big, squishy, like cotton candy…

“Kinda nice to squeeze… Wait, this texture’s *wrong*!”

Heart pounding, she sat up and glanced at the window glass.

A beautiful girl sat on the bed. Her white shirt strained over a generous chest. Silky orange hair flowed like flames.

But her eyes locked onto the fluffy beast ears twitching atop her head—flustered, fluttering like tiny wings. Adorable.

“I… I turned into a *girl*?!”

Blushing crimson under the sunset glow, she shrank under the covers as if she’d never moved.

*Stay calm.jpg*

“What’s happening? I’m a girl *and* have orange-and-white ears—just like a fox girl from games. Could it be…”

She clapped her hands. “Oh~ I didn’t just reincarnate—I became a fox girl?”

Not surprising. A classic light novel trope. Back in her past life, she’d seen this exact setup on a certain web novel site called “Bao Luo Bu.”

She’d even mocked it: “Why does reincarnation have to swap genders too?”

And now… it happened to *her*.

“Whatever. Fox girl’s fine. I kinda like it. Though white hair and crimson eyes would’ve been my type.”

She accepted it fast, sat up again, and studied her reflection.

“What a cute little fox.”

By past-life standards? A doll-faced beauty with a surprisingly mature figure. Not world-shattering gorgeous, but post online as a VTuber? Thousands of fans in days. Just smile at the camera and cash rolls in.

But this body… why so *lewd*? That indecent chest size, that petite frame—is this the perfect blend of cute and sexy?

“Still… reincarnating as a pretty girl beats 996 hell.” She raised both hands. “Yay!”

Fox girl it is. Life’ll be easier. With smarts, she’d never worry about food or shelter—maybe find a cute, wealthy loli to spoil her…

Romance? Obviously girls. Men? Never her type.

“Speaking of which… these ears stand out. If I’m a fox girl, the tail must feel amazing…”

She twitched her ears and reached back. “Let me just— Eeep—!”

Her fingertips brushed fluffy fur. A jolt shot through her spine. Tingling heat flooded upward. Toes curled. A squeak escaped her lips.

“Nngh… So the tail’s the sensitive spot? *Never* touch a fox’s tail…”

Catching her breath, she spotted a paper on the bedside table.

Name: Qiu Li’er. Age: 16. Race: Beastkin (Fox).

“Mmm… So this *is* another world. Swords and magic era.”

Qiu Li’er read on: “At noon on the 3rd, student suffered magical instability during broom-flight training at Amethyst Lake, fell from 100 meters, sustained critical injuries…”

“Wait… Did I take over *after* she died?”

The fragile little fox girl held on for a month… then quietly passed in this very bed at sixteen. Soon after, a new soul—his—awoke in her body, becoming the new “Qiu Li’er.”

Truly, beautiful souls meet fleeting fates. Such a lovely fox girl… gone too soon.

“Rest well, Miss Qiu Li’er. I’ll live strongly—for both of us.” She clenched her fist.

No inherited memories? No problem. Her past-life street smarts would carry her through academy life. Coast to mid-tier grades. Easy.

Besides… who doesn’t love a fluffy fox girl? She’d finally escape the grind and live the happy life she’d dreamed of.

“But the weight of a second life… especially in a body that died once…” She murmured to the ceiling. “Is *this* the ‘price’?”

“Yes. Exactly.”

“Uwah! Ghost?!”

A flat, emotionless female voice cut through the silence. Qiu Li’er nearly jumped off the bed, scanning the empty room.

Hallucination?

“Qiu Li’er! Qiu Li’er, what’s wrong?!”

*Slam!* The door burst open. A white-haired girl in academy uniform rushed in, pounced onto the bed before Qiu Li’er could react.

“Wahhh… You’re okay! My Little Fox… *sob*… I thought you were really gone…”

She crushed Qiu Li’er in a tight hug, fingers ruffling her hair, voice trembling with tears.

Buried in that embrace, Qiu Li’er’s face burned. Pressed against soft warmth—it felt like sinking into sweet, cloud-like cotton candy.

So big—so soft—so fragrant—

Ah… a sensation her past life never knew.

Is this… happiness?

So good~ I’m… I’m gonna…

“Gonna die… Mmm… can’t breathe… Wait, no—!"

After muffled protests, she wriggled free. Staring at the tear-streaked white-haired girl, she blurted:

“Who… who *are* you?”