Now that I was back on earth, my brain finally dropped all the attention it committed to my surroundings, freeing the processing power I needed to gather my thoughts.
But first things first.
"I need to get you some clothes," I spoke while reaching out and carefully grabbing the girl by her shoulders before gently shoving her away.
There was no other choice but to ignore the disappointed look she showed in retaliation. It didn't matter how much my heart hurt to see her like that, there were some rules I had to establish and I had to do it fast.
While she was obedient thus far, now that we were out of the range of that massive fox, there was no telling how its child would behave. I wouldn't be surprised if freed from the scrutiny of her parent, this damn beauty wouldn't act however she wished…
But no.
Despite showing me a dejected face, this fox-eared girl silently took a step back, giving me the room I needed to maneuver myself out of her hug and reach the one, pitiful shelf I had made from some plywood and scrap nails. Save for my bed and backpack by its side, this shelf made up all the furniture of my spartan apartment… Or rather, a shed placed on some forgotten courtyard, three back alleys away from anywhere where people would care.
"First thing first, you cannot go outside, not yet," I spoke as soon as I turned my eyes away from the fox girl's unbearable beauty hidden by the not-fully zipped jacket I gave her. Only now did I realize that ever since tearing my shirt off and then giving my jacket away, I was practically walking around bare-chested myself!
'Damn it…' I cursed under my breath while scouring the few pieces of clothing I had for something that could fit the girl.
Unfunnily enough, our builds didn't differ all that much. And while the girl's charms made it hard to turn one's eyes away, her slender waist and hourglass figure allowed her to wear most of my stuff.
"Right, I still have yet to know your name," I spoke out as soon as I realized, hanging out a pair of relatively clean sweatpants and a simple, stretchy shirt while trying my best not to look.
"Name?" the girl asked in the sweetest and purest voice I could imagine. Even without looking, I could somehow tell she leaned her small head over her shoulder while giving me a puzzled look.
"I mean…" I hesitated for a second, taking a moment to gulp my saliva down. "My name is Peter. And what's your name?"
For a few moments, I only had silence for a partner to talk.
"I don't have a name. Fox does not have a name," the girl gave me two replies, the other after a moment for further thought. "What do I do with those?" she asked right as I felt the weight of the clothes lift from my hand.
"Can you wear those?" I requested while praying to all the gods that a scenario my perverted mind came up with wouldn't come true.
There was only so much I could handle before that damn beauty's innocent and unaware teasing would exceed the threshold of what I could hold myself back from!
"Wear?"
This single question shattered all my rational hopes… while the image of the girl cutely leaning her head once again surfaced in my head.
'Urgh…' Using my free hand, I clutched my chest and pressed my eyes closed shut, wrestling with the sense of overwhelming adorableness.
This was this damn fox's greatest weapon against me. She somehow united the adorable traits of a cuddly pet with the mix of wholesomeness, peak beauty, and elegant sexiness of a bombshell she was. And whenever I managed to steel myself against the temptation of her allure, the other part of her charm would come out and stab me in the back.
The back of my ass, to be precise, reached all the way down to the base of the high-rise that was slowly attaining the second half of its name.
But there was nothing I could do. With my left hand still clutched on my chest, I slowly turned around… And after a moment of further mental battle, I forced my eyes open.
And there she was, the stunning, white-haired beauty, staring at me with her full, blue eyes while sparks of curiosity danced wildly all over her face. Even though restrained, her smile had more warmth than anything I've ever seen in my life. And here, no, my jacket…
With how little it kept hidden, it only appeared like an intentionally provocative piece.
"I will help you, so if you will excuse me…"
With my hands shaking, I reached out and carefully, carefully, grabbed at the jacket's zipper.
I couldn't have this poor girl wear a shirt over a jacket, after all!
After taking a short breath, I steeled myself and pulled the zipper down, allowing the folds of the cloth to part ways, revealing the girl's slim, indented waist, her cute belly button, all the way to a bush beyond which I dared not to look. Yet, as I moved my eyes back up to her face and saw all of that again, only to then bask in the glory of the two shapely mounds that pressed the cloth of the jacket up…
'I'm about to see those babies in all their glory…' I thought, panicking at this very thought.
But then, a sense of ration returned to my might.
This big fox might not be here at the moment, but it certainly didn't just entrust its child to me without the slightest care in the world. And that meant, even if it wasn't here to oversee my actions… I couldn't allow myself even a moment of leisure while interacting with this damned beauty!
"Are you okay hu… Peter?" the girl asked softly, somewhat sensing my anxious thoughts. She took half of a step forward, forcing my arms to desperately escape to the sides to avoid pressing them against her chest.
The fact that she was starting to change her manner of speaking didn't escape my attention either… But right now, I was offered a blessing too massive for me to ignore.