“So you inherited Lady Nine Tails’ legacy? No wonder—a mere little demon like you could wield such pure demonic energy from Lady Nine Tails.”

The blue fox took a bite of the sizzling, oil-dripping chicken cutlet, and a blissful smile instantly lit up her cheeks.

*Sigh.* She’s practically devoured all my takeout. But honestly, thanks to this giant cutlet, we both dropped the urge to fight. Gotta admit—food’s primal pull on creatures is real.

“Yeah. I used to be human. One day, outta nowhere, a ball of light smacked me. Next thing I know—I’m like *this*. And a bunch of cultivation manuals just popped into my head.”

I voiced what the Fox Demon whispered in my mind: lying I’d inherited the legacy, not been possessed. Kept her existence hidden. Why? Dunno. Boss says jump, I ask “how high?” ~

“I knew it! Lady Nine Tails’ pure demonic energy *can* reshape a person! If a full-blooded human like you became a Fox Demon… imagine what it’d do for *me*!”

Hearing this, the blue fox lit up. Her eyes sparkled with golden light, scanning my body like she could see right through me.

Let’s be clear: my current form’s a little girl. Even wrapped in this oversized coat, my cute face still shows. The way she’s staring… Is she *into little girls*?!

“Y-you… what are you doing? Aren’t you a Fox Demon?”

I instinctively shuffled back, eyeing the three tails swaying behind her. Yep—firmly attached to her rear. Ultimate Fox Demon proof. So why deny it?

“How about we… dual cultivate?”

She clapped excitedly. The three tails lying flat on the floor slowly rose, as if answering her words.

“Hello, 911? Someone’s molesting a child here.”

Without hesitation, I snatched my phone and dialed.

“W-wait! That’s not what I meant! Let me explain!”

She panicked, lunging for my phone—but I sidestepped smoothly.

“Spit it out. What *exactly* do you mean?” I set down the half-dialed phone, tightened my coat, triple-checked no skin showed, *then* met her gaze.

“Um… this is awkward, but… I’m not a pure Fox Demon. Half my blood is human. My father was a warlord. In those chaotic times, he and my mother…”

“Get. To. The. Point.”

I cut her off. Ugh! So cliché—fox sneaks out, clueless about humans, gets injured in war, dad saves her, then *ahem*… even a ghost could guess the rest.

“My talent was sharp. Awakened my first tail in my teens. Reached Two-Tailed under thirty—better than many pure clansfolk. That’s why they kept a half-breed like me. But my Fox Demon blood’s impure. Stuck at the bottleneck before Four-Tailed Stage. Without a miracle… I’ll stay like this forever. So…”

She lifted her head, eyes pleading.

“So you want to… dual cultivate with *me*?” My face stayed calm. Inside? Total explosion.

What messed-up lore is this?! Need *me* to become a full demon? Not that I *couldn’t*… but you’re a *day* late! Yesterday I still had that capability! Now… forget it. All tears.

“Lady Nine Tails’ energy is the purest—unmatched by any being. Absorbing it would perfectly refine my demonic energy and bloodline. As for *why* dual cultivation… in your era’s terms? ‘Mana replenishment.’ Mana. Replenishment. Get it?”

“Don’t.”

I shook my head. “I’m pure, okay? Zero clue about ‘mana replenishment’ or Type-Moon stuff.”

“The refinement technique requires Four-Tailed Stage. Right now? Only way is for us to become one. Only then can our energies exchange—and Lady Nine Tails’ power within you transforms me. Clear now?”

“Clear.”

“So shall we—”

“No.” I answered firmly.

Heh… Zero male-hormone-driven urges right now. Meaning? Zero interest in women.

“P-please! I’ve craved a complete demon form for *decades*! If not now… never… *sobs uncontrollably*…”

She collapsed to her knees before me, tears and snot streaming. Same brute who wrecked my roof minutes ago? Wild whiplash.

“Not my problem! You smash my house, then demand I sleep with you? Missing a screw?!”

“I’ll fix it! *Now*!”

She glanced at the collapsed roof, stood, snapped her fingers. A dazzling azure light flashed. When it faded, her blue robe was gone—replaced by crisp mason’s workwear.

Add a sledgehammer, and she’d be the moe-fied spitting image of that viral “Big Hammer” meme.