Boom boom boom!!!

    A not-at-all-peaceful weekend morning.

    I quietly opened my eyes to the loud noise coming from outside the room in the morning breeze.

    “Ugh… What the heck is this, a bolt from the blue on a weekend morning…”

    I tried complaining cutely, but the reality is that no one listens.

    I took a deep breath, rubbed my eyes with my soft hands, and got down from the bed.

    Crispy, crunchy.

    I slowly headed to the bathroom to take a shower and looked around the room, but strangely enough, I couldn’t see a single maid today.

    Strange? Wasn’t there originally supposed to be at least one person waiting in the room?

    I had a moment of doubt, but since there were no maids, it was a little less noisy, so I went into the bathroom satisfied.

    If the maids had gotten more excited by this noise, they probably would have run to my father’s study in the morning.

    After I finished my business and gave the cat a quick wash, I came out of the bathroom and my aunt, who I don’t know when she came, greeted me in the morning with her fluffy tail wagging.

    “Are you awake? Hehe, you look so cute today, too, with your fierce and sullen face.”

    “Yes, good morning… Aunt Grandma.”

    “Oh, right, I said aunt. How many times do I have to tell you to call me aunt?”

    “Auntie Grandma…”

    “… That’s it. What should I say to you mother and daughter?”

    My aunt made a complicated face, then gently stroked my head with her hand.

    It may not be as good as my mother’s tsdam tsdam, but it’s still a pretty good tsdam tsdam.

    As I felt my aunt’s gentle hands on my face, which had been drooping, I cautiously asked a question about the doubt that was soon coming to mind.

    “But Grandma, is there something going on at the mansion today? It’s noisy this morning on a weekend.”

    “Ah, I don’t know why, but I heard that the bed in the master bedroom broke in the morning. So I heard that they’re going to replace the bed and all the old furniture in the mansion this time.”

    Somehow, I heard there were no maids, but it turns out they were all dragged off to work.

    I nodded and walked closer to my aunt.

    “Hehe, then I guess there’s no one to play with in the morning. I’m already bored.”

    “Do you really want to play? After having fun until late last night?”

    “Yesterday was yesterday and now is now. I want to play…”

    When I looked at my aunt with bright eyes, as if asking her to play with me, my aunt smiled and hugged me.

    “If you ask me so earnestly, I have no choice but to grant your request. So, what do you want to do? Tell me what you want.”

    “Umm, if that’s what you want… Could you send it to Jaeseok? I think we could have a lot of fun with that!”

    “I could send it, but isn’t that kid enjoying a family trip right now? If you barge in while they’re making memories together for the first time in a long time, it’ll be hard to get a good score.”

    “Oh, is that so? Ugh…”

    Did I hand over the observation class paper for nothing?

    No, that’s a good point.

    I got high marks from Jaeseok’s parents for showing a friendly side, so that’s good enough.

    It’s a shame that I won’t be able to see Jaeseok right away, but with some patience, my plan will come closer to success.

    Thinking back to the ‘marshmallow story’ my mother used to tell me, I started thinking about other things to do.

    Because I can do it with my aunt and grandmother…

    By the way, didn’t your mother say that your grandmother knew a lot of interesting old stories?

    I smiled broadly and asked my aunt to unwrap her bundle of stories.

    “Then tell me a story from the old days! I heard that your grandmother knows a lot of interesting old stories!”

    “Who else… Is it okay if most of them are tragedies? Happy endings are extremely rare.”

    “It’s okay! I’m fine as long as I’m having fun!”

    “Hmm.”

    My aunt crossed her arms as if she was thinking for a moment, then nodded and opened her mouth.

    “Okay, let me tell you the story.”

    However, there was one condition to telling the old story.

    “Call me aunt just once. Then I’ll tell you without any questions.”

    …What a joke.

    But if you really want to hear it, I should tell you at least once.

    I hugged my aunt tightly and spoke in a hoarse voice.

    “Auntie ~ !”

    “…It’s really hard to hear your aunt’s voice even once.”

    That’s how my aunt’s old story began.

    —–

    Long, long ago.

    There was a fox living in Yeongsan who wanted to live a colorful life like a human.

    The fox so desperately wanted to escape the monotonous life of eating and being eaten that nature had given him, that he spent every night wondering how he could become human.

    The fox tried many times, even starving to the bone, but it was like trying to find the right path in a fog where you couldn’t see even an inch ahead.

    Having experienced countless failures, it became increasingly exhausted and soon realized that it did not have much time left to live.

    ‘The heavens are so cruel. Why don’t you grant my earnest wish?’

    Feeling its lifespan slipping away, the fox howled sadly, and so it shed tears and fell asleep from exhaustion.

    But why is this happening?

    When I woke up in the warm morning sunlight, there was a book lying in front of its snout, as if the ghost was playing a trick on me.

    The fox realized instinctively.

    This book tells you how to become human.

    The fox, having gotten what he wanted, laughed for a long time.

    Heaven has finally granted my wish.

    I can finally escape this monotonous life and experience the colorful life of a human being.

    In the midst of joy, the fox used his experience of learning letters to read the book, and thus began the fox’s long period of suffering.

    It’s been 100 years since I read the book and put its contents into practice.

    The fox, who had two tails and was now in the ranks of spirits, thought.

    ‘If the fruits of hardship are sweet, then how much sweeter fruit will I be able to eat at the end of this road?’

    As expected of a wild beast, its patience had long since run out, but instead of patience, the fox gritted its teeth and held on, fueled by anticipation.

    It’s been 200 years since I read the book and put its contents into practice.

    When the three tails become dominant, the wildness that dominated the body fades, and reason begins to replace the wildness.

    The fox, who had used up all of her anticipation as fuel, began to use jealousy as fuel for her patience.

    ‘Some people became human after eating mugwort and garlic for 100 days, so why do I have to do this for 200 years?’

    I wanted to give up, but I still felt like the 200 years that had passed were too precious.

    The fox began to concentrate on his training again.

    300 years of reading books and practicing their contents.

    The fox’s tails had grown to four, and no being on the mountain could harm her.

    Having exhausted all her emotions of jealousy, she now uses her own despair and hopelessness as fuel for her practice.

    ‘How long do I have to do this before I can become human? Will doing this really make me human?’

    I had my doubts, but too much time had passed to go back.

    The fox had no choice but to begin his training with a feeling of resignation.

    400 years.

    The fox’s lovely, fluffy tail grew into five.

    She now uses anger as a tool of practice.

    ‘It’s been over 400 years, but why haven’t I become human yet? Is it so hard for a mortal human to become one?’

    She asked the heavens, but the heavens, which had already given her one chance, remained silent.

    She was angry, and angry again, and so she spent another 100 years like that.

    500 years.

    The fox’s thick, fluffy tail grew to six.

    Her spirituality grew stronger, and now all beings in the spiritual world began to look up to her.

    But she wasn’t happy at all.

    Now even the feeling of anger has cooled down and there aren’t many emotions left.

    She realized only then that the negative emotions had almost disappeared and only a few positive emotions remained.

    The book I received was for those who want to become gods, not those who want to become human.

    But what if you realize that 500 years have already passed?

    Because she knew that she had come too far to turn back, and that the emotions she had already consumed would not return.

    She continued her practice, burning off all her remaining emotions.

    Except for one thing, love.

    So after 600 years, the tails became seven and the feeling of happiness disappeared.

    In 700 years, her tail became eight and she even lost the emotion called sadness.

    In the 800th year, when her tail reached nine, she lost all emotions except love.

    I started practicing to escape my monotonous life, but I ended up living a monotonous life.

    I find it really funny.

    Anyway, she eventually completed her training and ascended to the throne of God, and was able to obtain the human body she had so desperately desired.

    It still has nine tails and perked ears, but what’s the big deal? It has a human body and can now act like a human.

    After becoming a god, she was given the title of Abundance because of her thick and abundant tail, and so she began to carry out her duties as a god with only one emotion, ‘love.’

    …I wonder why she only left feelings of love?

    Let me explain it slowly from now on.

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