The wilderness is too dangerous at night.
As a city-bred rabbit, Suzuki Sonoko is the equivalent of a juicy, round persimmon, and even a passing mouse can't help but look at her and pinch her, making her encounters even more dangerous.
Luckily, there are friendlier animals.
Stumbling through the night, she followed the crashes she found, stepped over crocodiles, jumped over rivers, avoided poisonous snakes, flew through a jungle clutching an eagle's talons, and finally jumped in a heap.
She crashed into tall trees and bounced into a nest of soft grass.
The grass was especially soft, so soft that Suzuki Sonoko lay down on her back to relieve her aches and pains, and as she did so, she shrank from a large puddle of cotton to a small ball of cotton, which seemed to relieve most of her injuries and pains.
But soon, she realized something was wrong: the grass was moving.
It wasn't moving as if it was being blown by the wind, but it was undulating, and it was hot, making Suzuki Sonoko, who had been jumping up and down in the wind, feel as if she were resting by the fire.
The world seemed to have suddenly quieted down, and there was no sense of the wilderness where there was danger at every step, as if all the danger was far away from here, not even the sound of bugs chirping, and the wind was quieter as it blew by.
What was even more wrong was that Suzuki Sonoko felt a sight.
She felt a gaze on her back.
The fur on the back of her neck slowly stood up, and Suzuki Sonoko's entire rabbit froze: "..."
She didn't move, and neither did the wind.
The trees stood silent, not making a single twig or leaf, the insects seemed to have disappeared, and the world was so quiet that even the sound of a snowflake falling could be heard.
Suzuki Sonoko slowly turned her head and looked stiffly behind her.
She saw an obscure darkness.
Unlike the grasslands at night, which were black but could be seen at a glance, the jungle at night was so dark that sometimes you couldn't tell your own fur from your paws, and with all the shades of darkness that were overlapping, non-nocturnal creatures could often only see varying shades of black.
Something seemed to be stirring in the murky darkness, and even the grass moved slightly. Suzuki Sonoko watched steadily, and after slowly getting used to the darkness, she recognized a pair of eyes that looked like a snake's in the midst of the obscurity.
A pair of eyes that became clearer and clearer, almost at hand, staring coldly at her from above, the golden-red pupils reflecting coldly the moment the moonlight crept in.
It was a fox.
What also became clear in the moonlight was the bright red fox fur, the red color spreading from the tip of the fox's ear, down around his white muzzle and neck, all the way to Suzuki Sonoko's body, the end of which never appeared in the rest of her eyes.
The good news: 'grass' is grass.
Bad news: it's fur.
And it was obvious that the owner of the beast's pupils was in a state of emanation after being inexplicably dealt a righteous blow by a heavy object that fell from the sky.
The pupils of his eyes are incredibly bright, like burning flames, but they are also crystal clear, reflecting the prey that has finally realized that it has come face to face with a crisis.
Suzuki Sonoko's eyes were rounded, and she didn't move as she stared fixedly, her pupils didn't change for a second, they didn't shrink or tremble.
She was staring at Beast Hitomi as if she was very strong and unperturbed.
The beast's pupil was approaching.
The wet black tip of the fox's nose was pressed against the brown fluffy tip of her nose.
The red eyes and the green eyes were still staring at each other, without any deviation from each other, and between the four eyes, the golden-red vertical pupils stood up more and more, and suddenly, the fox's white muzzle moved, revealing sharp, snow-white fangs.
Suzuki Sonoko: "..."
She didn't say a word and stared straight at the fox, not even twitching her ears at the sight of the fangs, as if she was determined.
Some rabbits are still alive, but they're dead.
If the fox had come closer with its fangs shining, she would have fainted with a roll of her eyes and a snap in the next second, without having to really bite.
But the fox didn't.
Not only did the fox not come any closer to swallow the rabbit's head, but he blinked, the pupils of his eyes re-circulated, his platinum ears twitched a few times, and with a flick of his tail, he rolled over and flicked Suzuki Sonoko off before coming closer to the dazed rabbit.
He asked, "City animal?"
Suzuki Sonoko was whisked off his feet by the tail.
The fox's tail was fluffy and large, almost bigger than her two rabbits at its most extended end, but the swipe and the roll to the ground brought her out of her 'alive-but-dead' stiffness, "!!!!!!!!!!!!"
She exploded with hindsight, bouncing up in place, hitting a thick branch and falling back down, ignoring the stars spinning above her head and her shrugged up ears, and stepping back on her paws, looking cautiously at the fox, "You, you you..."
Huh?
The awe and creepiness only surfaced for a few seconds before it ended abruptly in confusion as Suzuki Sonoko blinked, and blinked again, half a fox reflected in her green eyes, and uttered in dismay, "It's you?"
Suzuki Sonoko had seen this fox before.
She saw it in the city.
She hadn't seen it many times, only two or three times, and they had never spoken, so Suzuki Sonoko should have no memory of it, but this fox's fur was so smooth and silky, and the tips of its light-colored fur almost jumped with brilliant colors under the sunlight, like a clear pool of water, and the fox moved just a little bit, and then it was full of energy, and accurately hooked Suzuki Sonoko's eyes. Sonoko's eyes.
The fox wasn't a red fox before we met.
The first time we met, on Suzuki Sonoko's way to school, the fox was black, not dead black, but shiny black, like a big, relaxed black cat that could easily touch any animal.
But he was with a pack of dogs.
The group of dogs are also large dogs, there are golden hair, there are Alaska and German Shepherd and so on, in such a group of adult large dogs, originally is a cat that must be a large cat fox is a little small, but he is the leader of the...
Dog?
When Suzuki Sonoko saw him, he was still wearing a dog tag around his neck that boasted of his doggy virtues and good doggy behavior, and with a wag of his tail, he made Golden Hair sneeze three times in a row, and could only run wildly in one direction while sneezing, sometimes running on the road, sometimes stepping on animals, and finally took out a squirrel in a pile of animals.
He then lopped off his tail, and sat upright in the manner of a good dog, with his narrow eyes wide open, and his very suspicious air of guile seeming to diminish a little.
Then the German Shepherd who was turning his head and tail to look around also jumped out, he seemed not too good-tempered, and while jumping out he also barked loudly, "Kujō Mirai you wait for me!"
"If you're playing with me on purpose, I'll never help you find a human again!!!"
As Dermu leaped out, Golden Hair leaped back biting the squirrel, his eyes were dead fish eyes, "Does this squirrel really know about the legendary humans?"
"You're not playing with the dog, are you?"
"Good dog, good dog," the fox dog lifted his paw and pulled the golden fur a few times, praised, then followed his gaze to Suzuki Sonoko and stopped praising, "Can you stop barking so loud, you evil golden all-layer."
"Forget about the street, the public, the eye-covering, the restraints, there are children!"
The golden was silent.
The squirrel he was holding tightly, half of his head in the dog's mouth was also silent.
A few moments later, in a sudden burst of flying animal hair, Alaska bumped into the mouth of the Golden Hair, stopping the attack, while bumping into the roadside animals, moving away from the fox dog's landing place.
Even when running away, the fox dog is so proud of itself that it plays a game of jumping jacks, using the animals around it as a temporary stopping point, so that even if the Golden Hair bites it, it will only hit other animals.
Suzuki Sonoko, who was sitting in the car, gradually moved away, but her eyes were still there. She poked her head out to look at it, and only after a long time did she gasp, "Wow, it's so handsome."
"Is that a police dog?"
"So powerful," her eyes narrowed, her ears pricked up, and her short tail wagged imperceptibly, "Good dog ~"
Sitting next to her, Mouri Ran, who was also looking out, didn't say anything.
After a long time, when they arrived at their destination, she asked, "The glass on the window, did you spend it?"
But there were no windows when they went out?
Then why did she and Suzuki Sonoko see it a little differently.