บท 147: The Secret Garden of Kitsune

Misha halted just one step from reaching Fanfar. She balanced on one leg, rising on tiptoe as she spread her arms wide. The powerful wind swept through, carrying waves of cherry blossoms and purple flames, dismantling the bathroom walls as if they were mere puzzle pieces, driven by its force. Instead, thick bamboo trees surrounded the small yet expansive garden she created.

"What the hell are you doing?" Fanfar asked, his voice shaken.

"I created a warm little corner for us, my flower," Misha said, gently landing down and taking that single step.

"You trapped me," Fanfar said, backing away cautiously.

Misha locked her sparkling stare on him and steadily approached. "Ru, what's making you tremble?" Her voice seemed to combine danger and warmth. "Or do you fear me?"

"I'm not trembling," Fanfar stated, tightening his stance without lowering his guard for a moment. "And you should know that I'm not Ru."