After Little Fox finished all four pastries, it immediately felt restored to full health.
It was a lively little cub again!
Still worried, Sukuna tucked Little Fox inside his collar and went out with it and Uraume.
He wanted to buy Little Fox something to keep it warm. Even if it had no use for it now, there would come a time when it did.
The two of them and the fox entered a shop selling all sorts of fur blankets.
Seeing how they were dressed, the shopkeeper immediately greeted them enthusiastically and launched into an eager sales pitch.
As he talked, he brought out various animal pelts.
"...If you prefer something coarse, we have wolf and bear pelts. For something softer, there's rabbit fur, and fox..."
Before the shopkeeper could finish, a bone-deep chill suddenly swept over him. Bewildered, he turned around and immediately met Sukuna's murderous gaze-and saw... Little Fox, poking its little head out of his clothing to listen.
When the man suddenly stopped talking, Little Fox tilted its head in confusion.
The shopkeeper looked at the fox, then at the murderous look in the eyes of the customer holding it, and hastily corrected himself.
"...F-fine tiger pelts! We also have tiger pelts! Ahahaha..."
Seeing the murderous intent in his customer's eyes fade, he hurriedly put on an ingratiating smile, then turned away to secretly wipe off his cold sweat.
That was close... For a moment, he had thought his shop was done for...!
Uraume gave him a calm glance from the side, knowing perfectly well: No, your life was about to be over!
Little Fox wasn't cold anymore. Between drinking its medicine and being kept warm against Sukuna all the way here, it was positively bursting with energy.
Seeing that its beautiful Young Master was still