Pausing, Noksu looked back.
“The world is full of swindlers.”
“Y, yes.”
For reasons she couldn’t quite grasp, a chill ran down her spine as she nodded in agreement.
“If even rabbits leave their livers behind, how could fox tails, far more valuable, be left unguarded?”
“That’s true... They are exceptional treasures, indeed.”
Sohwa flicked her tail, now in her fox form. Its glossy white fur gleamed in the sunlight, each strand shimmering like fine jewelry.
This tail alone had ensnared countless victims, too many to count.
But if she had nine tails...
“Every mountain has secret spots where foxes hide their tails during training. Luckily, I found one.”
As her tail swished with satisfaction, Sohwa hesitated.
“Is it right to take someone else’s tail?”
“Finders keepers.”
“Well, that is true....”
“You should worry about returning home instead.”
Noksu added with a hint of sharpness.
“Once you have all nine, your backside gets so heavy it’s hard to walk.”
