A Pillow for the Fox

It was fortunate that she regained her health, but strangely enough, as the weather got colder, Sohwa’s whining increased.

Autumn was ending. The ground was frozen solid from last night’s frost. As Dohwi prepared breakfast as usual, Sohwa complained about the cold weather and refused to pick up her spoon.

“My whole body feels frozen. I couldn’t sleep well, and now I have no appetite.”

“Still, you should eat. You need to eat to regain your strength.”

For several days now, Sohwa had been complaining about the cold and barely eating any food, so Dohwi made her red bean porridge with chestnuts and various nuts.

However, despite her usual love for sweets, Sohwa refused to eat and just pouted in displeasure.

“Hmph, what’s the point of eating? It’s so cold that I can barely feel my mouth!”

“That’s because you always leave the door open at night, Sohwa.”

“But I hate the stiff feeling when I sleep with the doors closed!”