"I immediately thought of the hat I'd found."
"I brought it over to show you."
"Looks like this really is the hat that child lost."
"That's great."
The rescue workers were delighted.
Oh~
The couple suddenly understood.
So that was it.
They looked at each other.
What did that mean?
"Yeah."
"Bad sun and moon."
Big Boy nodded seriously.
"Bai Bai saved you."
There really weren't any legends of fox demons or fox spirits on Spirit Mountain.
Big Boy turned his head.
But even a little fox...
"How did Mom know?!"
Perhaps there was less related derivative fiction, so it was hard not to feel...
"Oh."
Every unnamed mountain had more or less its own cultural symbols, or a few anecdotes passed down through the ages, whose truth was unknown.
No wonder the child had named him Bai Bai.
Big Boy tugged at his fingers.
"Dad and Mom are grateful to you, too, Uncle."
The woman brought the conversation back to the point.
"You forgot to say goodbye to Bai Bai."
"You lost the plantain leaf Bai Bai gave you, too..."
The woman was very surprised.
"He saved him?"
"Bai Bai was so nice."
But she forgot that her surroundings weren't suitable for running at all.
"Uncle is so amazing."
A white fox...
"Uncle saved me."
"You didn't bother it, did you?"
"Mm."
"Uncle told you not to move."
"Mom's so nice."
"Was Bai Bai the friend you met on the cliff?"
"He's..."
The hat had been lost, too.
"Uncle is a busy hero."
"Really?"
The man suddenly understood.
"There really are foxes on this mountain?"
"He's the uncle who brought me down."
"How did he save you?"
A smile appeared on her face.
The man chuckled.
The man tried to guess. "A big