"It is pretty special."
"Actually, I want to see it too."
"Me too."
Everyone expressed their desire to see the little white fox.
"If I can find him."
The young man smiled wryly.
Great. If he was lucky enough to find that boy, he would have to take pictures not only of the white snake but also of the little white fox.
"I'll show you pictures of the little white fox."
"Okay."
"Then it's a deal."
Everyone beamed.
"A little white fox..."
"As expected, it's an animal girls would like."
"Girls probably like all kinds of fluffy little animals..."
The young man shook his head inwardly.
No.
What his younger sister liked were snakes with smooth surfaces.
If possible, he also hoped his sister would like fluffy little animals.
Kittens, puppies, or little foxes would all be fine.
As long as they were fluffy.
The young man felt that he had gained another reason to find the boy carrying the little white fox.
His friends wanted to see that little white fox too.
Sigh.
He sighed inwardly.
This was purely a matter of luck.
He disliked things that depended entirely on luck.
Because they made people feel powerless.
After struggling with it for a while, the young man decided to "lie flat."
That was not quite the right way to put it.
He intended to let things take their natural course.
He would not do anything specifically to look for the boy carrying the little white fox.
Of course.
He did not even know what he could do.
He disliked running around aimlessly like a headless fly.
But whenever he was doing something else, if the circumstances allowed and the timing was right, he would not mind asking a few more questions.
His