A Fox's Family by Brandon Varnell Page A

“It didn’t seem like
you were.”
    “That’s
because I’m an excellent multitasker. I can eat bread and
listen to you at the same time.”
    “If
you say so.”
    “I
do say so.”
    Kevin
and Lilian stared at each other for a second before, ever so slowly,
matching smiles crossed their faces.
    After
they finished dinner, Kotohime served them baklava.
    Wanting
this moment to be romantic, Lilian tried convincing Kevin that they
should feed each other. Because he didn’t have any experience
at being in a romantic relationship, Kevin agreed, even though the
idea of him and Lilian feeding each other was kind of embarrassing.
    When
dinner concluded, Kotohime took their plates away. Lilian and Kevin
moved to the couch where they watched an anime that Lilian had been
wanting to see. Kevin didn’t know why, but as they watched the
anime, which featured a kid who’d been turned into a zombie by
a necromancer with godlike powers, he felt a strange sense of deja
vu, like he’d seen or knew someone who had been in a situation
similar to the main character’s. Weird.
    Several
hours later, as the twilight hour dawned, Kevin and Lilian prepared
for bed. After their nightly ritual, Lilian donned plain white
panties and a large white T-shirt, while Kevin put on black boxers
and a T-shirt of the same color.
    Kevin
laid down on the bed with Lilian cuddled up to him, snuggling into
his side and using his left shoulder as her pillow. Despite his body
burning like a furnace, Kevin still responded to her affection,
wrapping around her and letting his hand rest on the curvature of her
hip.
    Lilian
sighed in contentment, kissing his chest and falling asleep seconds
after saying goodnight, Kevin’s warmth lulling her mind and
body into a sense of peace and tranquility that she only felt in his
presence.
    On
the other hand, Kevin was wide awake and suffering from a small (not
so small in his opinion) problem. He stared down at Lilian’s
lovely leg, visible as a lump underneath the blanket covering them.
While he couldn’t anything more than an outline, he could feel
her leg just fine, along with what it was grazing.
    Lilian’s
leg rubbed against him, causing his body to respond. He rose to the
occasion. Lilian shifted some more, her bare leg caressing him and
causing a delicious sort of friction that he felt even through his
boxer shorts. Kevin thought his face might undergo spontaneous
combustion at any second.
    Despite
it only being 9:45, Kevin could already tell.
    It
was going to be a long night.
    ***
    A
sea of velvet blanketed the night sky, complemented by the twinkling
of several million stars.
    Justin
leaned against a pillar located in a small park near his house. The
pillar was connected to a pavilion filled with metal tables and
benches.
    He
could have sat down, but he honestly preferred standing. With a cell
phone held to his ear, the young man waited patiently for the person
he was calling to pick up.
    “…”
    “Good
to hear from you, Commander. I was beginning to wonder if you’d
answer my call.”
    “...”
    Justin
listened, waiting until the person had finished before chuckling. “I
assure you, this isn’t a social call. I just thought you would
like to know that one of your former associates who went against the
grain and tried kidnapping the kitsune, Lilian Pnevma, has managed to
slip through the cracks and is still hanging around. She’s
currently teaching at my school as an assistant PE coach.”
    “…”
    “Her
name? I believe it’s Heather Grant.”
    “…”
    “Yes,
it’s the same Heather Grant who spent almost half the Arizona
Branch’s—excuse me, I meant, the now defunct Arizona
Branch’s budget on eroge.”
    “…”
    “Never
knew you were capable of such expletives, Commander.”
    “…”
    “The
point of my call? I just wanted to know if you would like me to take
care of her for you. She could cause some serious problems if not
disposed of soon, you know--especially if she decides to speak