Kuzunoha had been confined in this chamber since the Seventh Celestial War.
In said war, she had poured almost everything she had into an attack spell, effectively ending the war entirely: erasing the enemies, and sealing away the ancient horrors that were among the enemies.
However, the cost for that was catastrophic. Her life force began to unravel, depleting into the void. She was going to die, as she couldnât control the immense flow of magical energy which, at that time, ravaged her being.
But her co-wivesâMedline, Kumai, Tanuko, Asherah, Khannaâand the kingdomâs greatest mages intervened: they wove layer upon layer of enchantments into this particular chamber, successfully saving her life.
The blue mist swirling around wasnât just a fancy feature; it was basically a life-support system, manually regulating her magic so she wouldnât simply fade away, or worse, blow up and take half the continent with it.
Anyway, even the price for that, her survival, was also expensive.
According to Sakura, Kuzunohaâs mind had regressed.
Her mother used to be this unshakeable queen with power and dignity. But she became childlike and Innocent. And on occasions, unreasonable.
Over time, it had begun to change, with her being more mature, but it was still far from her former glory:
She was now paranoid, obsessed on one thing above all others: seeing her eldest daughter married before she faded completely... She wasnât going to fade away, though.
And every visit ended the same way: "Bring me your husband already, Sakura-chan!" "Bring him, or donât come back here again!"
A total pain in the ass.
Eventually, Kuzunoha refused Sakura was visiting altogether.
Sakura felt that this all stemmed from her mother thinking she would be alone forever, and she had wanted to somehow show her that it wasnât the case.
But no husband, no visit... well, until I showed up.
Wait, why didnât she show her Ken, then? Well, Ken can be silly at times, maybe she was worried heâd let the lie slip.
Anyway, the matter was that Sakura wasnât alone anymore. And that someone had found and cherished her the way she deserved to be cherished.
So here we are: Sakura had brought a lie.
And now that lie was standing right here, holding her hand, while the most powerful fox spirit alive stared at him like he was the answer to thousands of years of worry.
[D-Donât get the wrong idea!] Sakuraâs mental voice cracked. [Itâs not like I want to marry you or anything! I just... wanted to show off my demigod mother to you!]
Sigh! Tsundere Sakura is so cute too.
[Hm? I more or less get it. Okay, if itâs Sakura-chan asking, Iâll do it~]
[P-Please donât call me Sakura-chan.]
Ah, sheâs shy. I can feel it in my head.
I turned back to Kuzunoha with more confidence now. And she was practically vibrating with anticipation, her nine tails fanning behind her like a pink sunrise.
"Ahem," I cleared my throat. "Well... it all started about a year ago."
Kuzunoha leaned in so close I could feel her breath stirring my hair. Scary!
"I was traveling near the border of the human kingdom I lived in. I was looking for rare herbs, actually. But I got ambushed by monsters all of a sudden. A whole pack of them, I tell you. And I just thought that was it for me... I mean, Iâm somewhat strong now, thanks to Sakuraâs trainings, but back then, I was still a weak farmer figuring things out."
Sakuraâs grip on my hand tightened in what I felt was silent encouragement.
"Then Sakura appeared."
I threw her a warm glance, and found her staring at the floor, her human ears scarlet.
She looked like she was pretending to be fascinated by some crack in a stone.
"She came out of nowhere." I continued, "in one moment, I was about to be torn apart, but the next thereâs this... pink whirlwind hocus-pocus thing. Though, it sure was gruesome: limbs and guts were everywhere. And claws were flashing really fast. Sakura cut through them like they were wet paper, and she saved my life without even breaking a sweat."
"Ooohhh!" Kuzunohaâs eyes sparkled. "Thatâs my girl! And then, and then?"
Huh? Weâre still going?
Okay, then the Chapter two of the story:
"I was... stunned!" I ab-libbed like my life depended on it, "I mean, she was beautiful, and dangerous, and kind all at once. And I understood; she didnât have to stop to help. She couldâve kept walking. But she stayed and even helped me up the ground. âAre you hurt, human?â she asked me kindly. And when I told her âthank youâ..." I swallowed, letting my voice soften. "She smiled this tiny, shy smile. It was as if she wasnât used to people thanking her like that."
Huh? Sakuraâs ears were flattened completely against her head, and she was still blushing.
The story is made up; I hope she knows that too.
"I couldnât stop thinking about her after that," I continued, demonstrating with my hands. "I kept finding excuses to go back to that forest. And somehow... Sakura kept showing up too."
"Ah, it was fate!" Kuzunoha clasped her hands together.
Great. Sheâs so swallowing it all up!
"Definitely, without doubt." I laughed agreeably. "We started talking much, and taking walks together. Sharing stories and experiences. She eventually told me about Shishi-no-su and its culture, about her father, and about how hard she worked to keep everything standing after he was gone. And I told her about... well, where I came from. How lonely I used to be."
The giant foxâs expression softened visibly, looking down at me with sympathy.
I think I have a talent for this.
"And you know what? One night, under an oak tree, she looked at my eyes and said, âYou donât have to be alone anymore, Benjamin. Come with me to my kingdom!â"
"Kyaaah!! So she was the one who shot first?!"
Heh. She sure was enjoying herself from my illusion.
I glanced at Sakura again, but for some reason she still wouldnât meet my eyes. I wonder why she was getting all shy now.
"That was it, Miss Kuzunoha." I raised my face to meet the giantess, "that was how I knew she was the one."
Kuzunohaâs tails curled gently around us both, not touching us, but more like air hugging or something.
"And now... you both plan to marry soon?"
"Hm? Uh. Yeah. Something like that." The lie tasted strangely sweet on my tongue.