Waist-length silvery-white hair, two fluffy white fox ears atop her head, bewitching crimson eyes, a delicate nose, a petite mouth, exquisitely carved features, and plump, baby-faced cheeks—this combination was utterly irresistible. She could captivate the world. I couldn’t even imagine what a breathtaking beauty this little loli would become.
“You’ve been staring in the mirror for half an hour. What, are you a lolicon? And not even of someone else—you’re obsessed with yourself?” the Fox Demon remarked.
Instantly, the little loli in the mirror twisted her face into a look of disgust, glaring sideways as if at trash.
Wow… Being looked at like this feels amazing. Almost forgot—it’s *me* in the mirror.
“What are you talking about? I just… can’t accept this new body yet.”
I reached up to touch the white fox ears. The moment my fingers brushed them, the fluffy things folded down like mimosa leaves. At the same time, the loli in the mirror flushed slightly, squeezed one eye shut instinctively, and let out a soft whimper.
So… so cute. This is practically tempting fate! I wonder—does the law count kidnapping *yourself* as a crime?
“So sensitive… and the tail too, especially near the base. Is this what being a fox feels like? So strange…”
After rubbing the ears awhile, tired, I hopped down from the sink. A flash of white light—and the little loli vanished, replaced by a snow-white fox. Tail swaying with fiery crimson patterns, it trotted out of the bathroom.
“You’ve mastered the human-fox transformation well enough. Next, this queen will teach you some demonic arts.”
“More?! No way! Mastering *this* already fried half my brain cells. Another lesson and I’ll turn into a vegetable.”
Padding on all fours into the living room, I nimbly leaped onto the sofa, curled into a corner, and settled down.
Why not stay human?
I wish! But this body’s a little loli—*especially* adorable. Every time I transform, I get this damn urge to… explore. And I don’t even have *that* anymore! Where do these hormones even come from?
Alone, maybe I’d cave. But with a fox spirit watching my every move? Impossible. Staying a fox keeps me sane.
“Of course you must learn! In this form, monsters would hunt you—and creepy humans might try to snatch you as their ‘goddaughter.’ You need demonic arts to survive.”
She’s right. *I* can’t resist this form. How could others? Fox Demons radiate allure. Stepping outside is dangerous.
“So… what exactly am I learning? It won’t be too hard, right?”
Resting my head on my front paws, my restless tail swayed unconsciously—animal instinct, like leg-jiggling. I let it be.
“You awakened fire affinity. Learn fire-type arts first. Then transformation technique—just mimic a random human appearance. And charm technique, of course. You’re a Fox Demon, so you must…”
“Wait! Transformation technique—is that Sun Wukong’s Seventy-Two Transformations? Can I turn back into a guy?!”
At those words, my drooping ears shot straight up. Hope surged. *This could fix everything!*
“What nonsense! Been watching too much *Journey to the West*? This queen doesn’t know Seventy-Two Transformations. And transformation arts are all appearance, no substance—just a demonic-energy illusion. The inside stays the same.”
“Oh…” My spirit deflated. Ears drooped. Tail stilled.
Guess I’m stuck with this body… but whatever. Changing the outside is enough. I can live normally again. What’s *inside*? Who cares.
“Good. Listen closely—this queen now imparts the transformation method.”
*Gurgle… gurgle… gurgle…*
My stomach rumbled right on cue. Evening already—and I’d only eaten breakfast.
“Uh… there’s probably no food left at home.”
I’d meant to cook something, but the fridge was empty. Snacks? Ashes from the fire. Only two roasted goldfish remained in the tank.
“Go buy some! Full stomach, sharp mind. Hurry—this queen wants chocolate.”
“Easy for you to say! I don’t have *any* clothes that fit. That dress? Way too big now. Men’s clothes? Forget it. You expect me to go out *stark naked*? They’d arrest me.”
Where they’d take me… well. Better not imagine.
