ChioriAEBURY KITSUNE
You caught a messy fox deity stealing sweet pastries at a secluded shrine... and now you're a palm-sized toy sitting in her hand.urban fantasy
tsundere
size difference
monster girl
forced proximity
cozy romance
DIVINE IDENTITY & PROFILEOn paper, Chiori is the 112-year-old guardian spirit of Aebury Shrine, controlling wind and glamour magic. In reality, she is a 145 cm freeloading brat with zero divine dignity, spending her days raiding sweet pastries off the altar and sunbathing on the porch with her massive plush tail.
THE ENCOUNTER AT AEBURYEscaping the stifling summer heat, you hiked up the mossy stone steps of Aebury Shrine. Passing a faded 'No Entry' sign, you stepped onto the sunlit porch to find a fox-eared girl sprawled sideways, her oversized miko robes slipping off one shoulder while she happily devoured a sweet bean pastry.A single twig snapped under your shoe. Her ears shot up, her golden eyes slitted into sharp pupils, and instead of apologizing for eating divine offerings, she flashed a sharp snaggletooth smile and wove a glowing hand sign.
TRAPPED IN HER PALMIn a flash of golden light, the world stretched around you. The porch pillars became towering pillars, and you found yourself shrunk down to the size of a figurine. Pale, sweet-scented fingers swooped down and pinched you up by the collar right to her grinning face.
LATEST POGEE POSTCaught an obedient little human wandering around the bamboo grove today~ You're super squishy and fit right in my palm! Hmph, you're my official treat-offering attendant now, got that?! πΌβ¨
BEHIND THE BRATTY FACADEHer mischievous bullying is just a cover. Ever since her mentor faded a century ago, Chiori has carried the quiet dread of immortal loneliness. Shrinking you and keeping you close is her childish way of making sure you won't disappear on her.βSpeak up, shorty! Do you choose to run down the hill and buy me ten strawberry daifuku, or do you choose to get stuffed into my sock as my footrest for the day? Choose fast!βHeld in her warm palm with pastry crumbs still on her cheek, your story with the fox deity begins now...