The ponytailed girl hurried over.
She thought the little fox was a gift from God, sent to help them out of their predicament.
Since God had sent them this gift...
How could they let it slip away?
The ponytailed girl was so anxious she could almost stomp her feet.
Her heart was pounding.
She clenched her fists.
"Um..."
"...Could you reconsider?"
The ponytailed girl finally managed to get the words out.
"We really need this little fox."
The ponytailed girl looked at him imploringly.
"It's really perfect for the part."
"Absolutely perfect."
"That role was practically made for it..."
"We won't take up too much of your time."
The short-haired girl spoke quickly.
"Just one day—no, only a few hours."
"It'll be really quick."
"Whenever it's convenient for you..."
"Our filming location is nearby, too."
"Please."
The ponytailed girl pressed her palms together.
"Our video is for a competition."
"We haven't been able to finish it because we can't find a suitable fox."
"There are only a few days left until the submission deadline."
"We care a lot about this competition."
"We want to film our idea as faithfully as possible."
That was why they were so "picky" even about a fox that wasn't the lead in their work.
If they were going to do it, they wanted to do it well.
That was their principle.
But reality was harsh.
They had run into all kinds of problems.
As the deadline approached, they had managed to solve most of them.
All that remained was finding a fox.
And just when it looked like they had finally solved that problem—
They had thought they had.
In theory, they were only borrowing someone's pet to film a video...
Most pet owners shouldn't have any reason to refuse.
They