At dinnertime, the inn sent their meal to the room.
When Little Fox saw both of them sit down at the table, it excitedly jumped onto a chair beside the square table.
It was so short that it had to stand on tiptoe just to see the tabletop.
It looked up at Uraume on its left, then at the beautiful Young Master on its right-neither paid it any attention. They simply ate at their leisure.
Uraume did spare it a glance-but the Young Master had said there was no need to prepare anything for it, since it would find its own food. So he went back to eating with a clear conscience.
As the dishes on the table gradually disappeared, a certain fox began to panic.
It hurried over to Sukuna and gently tugged at his sleeve with a little paw. Afraid he might not notice it, it even gave a soft whine.
-Beautiful Young Master! There's still a fox here that hasn't eaten!
-Listen, my stomach's growling!
Sukuna's lips curled, but he still ignored it.
Little Fox's eyes widened in disbelief.
Was he just going to leave me to fend for myself?!
This owner... is kind of a jerk, huh?
No! I have to fend for myself!
I absolutely can't go without dinner!
It slipped back onto its chair and stood on tiptoe, stealing glances at the dishes.
Then its eyes locked onto a plate of meat across the table-
It had spotted a chicken leg! A whole chicken leg!
Its big tail swished excitedly. It immediately hopped off its chair, darted onto the chair opposite, and poked its little head up again to confirm where the plate was.
Then it lowered its head and stealthily reached one little paw onto the table, hooking the plate and carefully dragging