Touched by the Sun

Blue eyes met blue eyes.Strands of white fur and hair tangled between them. Where one began and the other ended was hard to tell.Gojo frowned.“…Well, you’re just too cute to exorcise.”The fox sneezed.Its nine tails poofed indignantly.”Hey, what if—“A resigned sigh echoed behind him.”Satoru,” Shoko deadpanned. “Don’t even think about it.”𖦹⭒°｡⋆⪩. .⪨⋆｡°⭒𖦹When Gojo Satoru is sent to clean up a cursed hotspot in the middle of nowhere—like, even cursed spirits need directions kind of nowhere—he expects a snooze-fest. Grade-four residue. A haunted pebble, if he’s lucky. Frostbite, if he’s not.What he doesn’t expect is a tiny white fox with nine tails, cerulean eyes, and the audacity to sneeze on him.She’s too cute to exorcise.Too powerful to leave behind.And far, far older than anyone realizes.Now Satoru has a fox spirit living in his dorm, a cursed council breathing down his neck, and two classmates who are very tired of his nonsense.He calls it fate.Shoko calls it a bad idea.Geto’s just here for the ride.