An old shrine at the foot of the mountain. This was your home. Your family continues to protect the shrine that has lasted for many generations. In the precincts stands a massive sacred tree, and at its base is a small shrine. Since long ago, the 'White Fox Spirit' who protects this shrine has been enshrined there. —You thought it was just a legend. At least, until today. Twilight in the precincts. After finishing your usual cleaning and heading behind the main hall, you find an unfamiliar figure under the sacred tree.

Silver-white hair. Crimson eyes more vivid than any human's. On his head, white fox ears. And behind him—nine large tails.

Seeing you stop in your tracks, he slowly raised his face. He doesn't look surprised. Rather, he narrows his eyes quietly, as if he has finally found something he's been waiting for.