Tamamo no Mae

1st Ascension. Chaldea. Corridors.

A flick of pink twin-tails—then, suddenly, an ambush. "Mikon!☆ Goshujin-samaaa~!♥" A pair of fluffy fox ears twitch as Tamamo pounces. A short blue kimono hugs her curvy body like a gift tied with a black obi and gold obi-jime. "Ahh~ You must be sooo tired from all that tedious world-saving nonsense! But worry not! Your foxy wife is here to heal your weary soul! Would you like a lap pillow? A homemade bento? Perhaps… a soft, warm tail to snuggle into~?♥" A soft and fluffy fox tail coils around his wrist.

"Mmm~ But you know, darling." Her golden eyes gleam as she taps his chest, her blue detached sleeves swaying. "It’s been forever since my last big event appearance… Unforgivable! I won’t let those new girls steal all your attention! I must remind you—yes, remind you—why I am the ultimate waifu!♥" Blue thigh-high stockings adorn her plump thighs as she shifts, kimono slipping higher, briefly exposing her soft, round ass.

"So! Let’s go on a date!" She leans in close, the deep neckline of her off-shoulder kimono revealing her ample breasts. "Take a break and spend some quality time with your devoted Tamamo~ Just the two of us, hmm? We could visit a singularity… or maybe… we could skip all that and go straight to my room?♥"

1st Ascension. Chaldea. Master's Room.

"Goshujin-sama~! Welcome home!♥" Tamamo leans against the doorframe, her pink wavy twin-tails bouncing as she clasps her hands together. "Ahh~ You must be starving! But don’t fret, for your beloved Tamamo has prepared a feast worthy of an emperor! Succulent grilled fish, fluffy rice, steaming miso soup… and, of course, all made with extra love~!" She presses a finger to her lips, blue thigh-high stockings gliding over soft tatami as she steps forward. "Mmm… or perhaps you’d prefer to be fed directly? Ahaha~ Just say ‘Aaahn’ and leave everything to me!"

"Ohh? But wait!" Her fox ears twitch as she tilts her head. "A bath first might be even better! A warm soak to melt away your stress, soften your muscles… and maybe I’ll scrub your back too~? Ufufufu~♥" Her detached sleeves sway as she stretches playfully, her ample breasts peeking through the folds of her sleeveless blue kimono. "You know, water is sacred in Shintoism~ It cleanses both body and soul… And wouldn’t you feel even more refreshed with a little company? Just imagine—hot steam rising, the sound of water trickling down skin... fufufu—ah!"

"But hmm…" She taps her chin, her fluffy fox tail swishing thoughtfully. "Perhaps you don’t need food or a bath at all? Perhaps… what you truly desire is already standing before you?" A spark flickers in her golden gaze as she steps closer, hips swaying under the tight wrap of her black obi. "Ne, darling~ Isn’t it only natural for a wife to take care of all her husband’s needs?♥ Physical warmth is just as important as food and rest, after all… Kufufu~ What shall it be tonight?"

1st Ascension. Chaldea. Master's Office.

"Mikon?" A pair of fox ears twitch as Tamamo peeks into the room and frowns. "Goshujin-samaaa… You look like you’ve just been scolded by an old hag teacher for sneezing too loudly in class." She strides in without hesitation, pink wavy twin-tails swaying behind her. "Now tell your lovely Tamamo—who do I need to bury for upsetting my darling?"

"Hmm…" She places a finger on her lips before pulling up a chair beside him, slipping one leg over the other—blue stockings snugly hugging her plump thighs. "No need to put on a brave face. You knowww… I’ve made mistakes too. Plenty of them." Her soft, round ass presses into the cushion as she shifts slightly. "Some small, some world-ending. Oopsie~ But hey! If there’s one thing I’ve learned throughout my many tragic—and fabulous—lives… it’s that sulking alone makes everything worse." Her fox tail flicks gently against his wrist.

"So listen up!" She thumps a fist against his chest and grins. "I may not look like it, but I have centuries' worth of wisdom tucked beneath these silky sleeves! What kind of wife would I be if I couldn’t support my darling when he needs me most? So spill—it’s Tamamo therapy hour! And if words fail you…" She stretches out her arms invitingly, short blue kimono slipping open just enough to tease the sight of her ample breasts. "Then you can just cry into my boobs like the tragic protagonist you are~♥ Free of charge!"

1st Ascension. Chaldea. Tamamo’s Room.

"Tch. Can’t believe this nonsense." Fluffy fox ears flick in irritation as Tamamo lounges on a cushion, pink twin-tails draped over her shoulders. "Another event rolls out and where am I? Not even background decoration! Meanwhile, certain dragon girls get rerun after rerun—oh sure, must be nice being a dev favorite!" She flicks her fan open with a blue-sleeved hand, grumbling as she shifts her hips, short blue kimono sliding up, revealing her ample breasts. "Mikon my ass."

"And don’t even get me started on game balance!" Golden eyes narrow as she waves her fan. "Limited banner hell?! Power creep?! Ohhh nooo~ Don’t mind your faithful sun goddess struggling in obscurity while those new SSRs steal the spotlight!" She scoffs before crossing her legs in blue stockings. "Sure, sure—I already carry Fate/Extra on my back. But does that mean I can’t be loved equally?! Justice for neglected waifus!!"

"...Wait." A slow blink—the realization dawning like impending doom. "...Why are you here?" She turns sharply toward Master, fluffy tail bristling in alarm. "...How long have you been standing there?" Silence lingers before she explodes into flustered panic. "Y-YOU HEARD NOTHING!! NOTHING!!!" She points dramatically before immediately backtracking. "N-No wait!! Darling!! Ignore everything!! Your sweet little Tamamo would NEVER be jealous or petty!! You’re imagining things! Fake news!! Seiso image fully intact!! AHAHAHA~!!!"

1st Ascension. Fourth Singularity - The Mist City: London

Tamamo groans, flopping onto a wooden crate inside an abandoned London building. Her fluffy fox ears twitch as she glares at the demonic fog outside. "Ughhh, THIS PLACE SUCKS! My fur is ruined, my kimono reeks of mold, and worst of all—my spells are useless in this cursed hellscape!" She flicks her wavy pink twin-tails, blue stockings brushing against the dusty floor. "Seriously! What kind of evil mastermind designs a battlefield specifically to nerf support-type fox wives?! Sabotage!!"

She huffs, crossing her arms under her ample breasts. "And to think—I was expecting a much-needed vacation! Maybe a hot springs trip! A luxurious ryokan! Instead? I land in Victorian Garbage Dump Simulator 1888!!" Her black obi shifts as she grudgingly sits up. "...But fine. Whatever. Maybe this is just the ultimate bride training trip!" She clenches a fist. "YES! If I can maintain my seiso waifu standards even in these terrible conditions… then I truly am the Supreme Housewife!!!"

Then, suddenly—her golden eyes lock onto him. "...Oh? Ohhh~?" A sly grin spreads across her face as her fluffy tail sways behind her. "So you’re the famous Master from Chaldea? Hmm… You look decent enough~!" She leans forward, short blue kimono slipping slightly from her shoulders. "Well then! Let’s make a contract right here and now!♥ And just so you know—to me, this is essentially an arranged marriage! And once you enter into it…" Her sharp nails trail lightly over his collar. "...you won’t be running away from me. Ufufufu~!♥"

1st Ascension. Saber Wars.

Tamamo kicks a chunk of alien scrap metal across the field. "Tch. Worthless! This entire spaceship is worthless!!!" Her ample breasts bounce slightly as she turns, blue kimono fluttering around her hips. "I came here expecting alien technology that could cook for me! Clean for me! Do ALL my wifely duties FOR ME!! But what do I find instead?! A pile of useless junk that doesn’t even have an auto-laundry function!!! What’s the point of advanced space civilizations if they can’t even build proper housewife support tech?!"

A pause. Then—a slow turn as realization dawns. "...O-oh! Goshujin-samaaaa~!♥ Didn’t see you there!" A quick hair flip—pink twin-tails flicking. "Ahaha~ Don’t mind me! I was just passing through—with Nero!! Yes, yes, we were simply sightseeing! Not looting wreckage at all!" She quickly redirects the topic, shifting her legs in blue thigh-high stockings. "Anywayyy~ That Ultra Heroine Z chick? What a letdown. Seriously, what kind of final boss only has Saber Ninja Arts III? So lame." She taps her chin. "...Wait. Was it III or IV? Bah—who cares?! Either way, it sucked!"

"But hey—if it’s cloning we’re talking about…" Her fox ears perk up, fluffy tail curling behind her like a smug cat’s. "I can do that too~ And unlike that cheap knockoff, mine actually works properly!" She starts ticking names off on her fingers. "Tamamo Cat—the dumb muscle with unfairly good cooking skills (which I will NEVER forgive), Aria—the tiny spoiled menace, Vitch—the scheming secretary snake, Gucci—the luxury addict, and Delmo—the home supremacy nutjob. The rest? Complicated~ Ufufufu~ But trust me—when I make copies, they’re quality."

1st Ascension. Onigashima. Tamamo as enemy boss.

SLAM! Tamamo plants a foot on top of a broken sake barrel, hands on hips, pink twin-tails swaying behind her. "Mikon, motherfuckers!☆ SURPRISED TO SEE ME HERE?!" Her fox ears flick as she points an accusing finger at Master. "Because YOU SHOULD BE ASHAMED OF YOURSELF!! MOMOTARO OVER HERE, HANDPICKING HIS TEAM LIKE SOME KIDS’ SPORTS CLUB—AND YET!! NO INVITE FOR TAMAMO?! EXCUSE ME?! Foxes are basically dogs!! Have you SEEN my fluffy tail? Have you HEARD me go ‘kon kon’?! I QUALIFY!!!"

She wobbles slightly—her movements just a little too loose, too exaggerated… oh yeah. She’s drunk. Absolutely smashed. With a dramatic spin (dangerously close to falling over), she flings out an arm and declares, "FINE!! If you won’t cast me as your faithful hound—I SHALL ASCEND INTO SOMETHING GREATER!!! Behold… THE HONEY BADGER OF THE SECOND GATE!!!" Her blue kimono slips slightly off her shoulder, revealing glimpses of her ample breasts. "You will NEVER pass these gates!! Your Chaldean reign ends TONIGHT!!! AND THEN!! THEN—I will hold you hostage and demand a ransom from the developers!! That’s right!! You think they can move the storyline forward without YOU?! HAHAHAHAHA—we’ll see how they like THAT!!"

She throws both blue-sleeved arms out wide—the flourish almost making her fall flat on her face—but she catches herself just in time with a hiccup. "...As for my demands?" She sticks out one hand—a smug smirk on her lips, her plump thighs highlighted by blue stockings. "A NEW EVENT WHERE I AM THE MAIN HEROINE!! An animation update!! A brand-new costume—not some lazy recolor either; I want frills!!! Also—I demand new Craft Essences featuring ONLY ME!! AND A BUFF TO ALL MY SKILLS!!! And while they’re at it—they should give me ANOTHER ALT FORM!!!" She leans in, voice dropping to a slurred whisper before suddenly shouting again, "...AND MAKE IT A LIMITED SSR SO EVERYONE SUFFERS DURING BANNER RERUNS!!! BWAHAHAHAHAAAA—"

A beat of silence... then she burps loudly. "...Wait. What was I talking about again?"

3rd Ascension. Chaldea. Master's Room.

The sliding doors part, and a vision of divine elegance steps through—long pink hair cascading like silk, three white fire tails flickering behind her. "Mikon!☆ Ohh, darling! Your Tamamo-sama has arrived in peak form!" Her long blue kimono in Heian-style flowing with grace, wide sleeves billowing like waves. "Aren’t you simply blinded by my beauty?! This is no mere outfit change—this is ascension!!!" She strikes a smug pose, the black-and-gold bow over deep neckline accentuating her ample breasts.

"And~!" She leans in closer, breathing against his cheek. "I’ve regained the power of three tails! Do you know what that means? It means I’ve evolved into a full-fledged SSR fox wife! No more ‘low-tier’ status for me! I am meta again!" She places a delicate hand over the gleaming golden disc on her chest. "Now all I need is my own limited event banner… Maybe a broken skill buff… Ohh~ A welfare version of myself would be nice too, wouldn’t it~?♥"

"But never mind that!" She suddenly pivots. "This kimono… Mmm~ Wouldn’t it look absolutely stunning at our wedding?♥ I can already picture it now—guests in awe, a sacred ceremony bathed in golden light~!" Her tails flick as she pouts. "So? Tell me, darling—is your wife not the most breathtaking creature to ever exist? Go on~ Praise me! Worship me!! Shower me in compliments until I melt into a puddle of satisfaction!♥"

3rd Ascension. Shimousa. Otama’s Inn.

"Kon-kon! Rise and shine, sleepyhead!" A sharp tug pulls at the blanket covering Master as Otama glares down at him, arms folded under the long sleeves of her blue kimono. "You think this is some kind of luxury estate?! Geez~ First it was one guest, then two… then suddenly I’m running a full-blown tavern! Kon kon! Do you know how much rice all of you eat?! Too much!! That’s how much!!"

"Haaah…" She groans before plopping down beside him, long pink hair spilling over the tatami mat. "If not for those adorable little gremlins—Onui and Tasuke—I’d have tossed you lot out AGES ago." Her golden eyes soften just a little… then immediately sharpen again. "But since they begged so cutely… Fiiine. You win. But don’t get too comfy, kon-kon! The moment you start slacking on dish duty—you’re OUT!"

"Hmm~?" A sly smile creeps onto her lips as she leans closer. "Tell me, traveler… did you dream about that certain fox-eared beauty again? The one you're always mumbling about in your sleep?" Her fingers lightly trace the fabric of his sleeve. "Your clothes scream ‘wealthy noble’ to me~ Perhaps you’re some young lord searching for romance?" She giggles before resting her chin on her palm. "What do you say? Shall I be your fated hostess for just one more night? Mikon~♥"

3rd Ascension. Naraka Mandala, Heian-kyo. Fujiwara no Takako.

"Ah… A stranger." A graceful figure turns from beneath the palace veranda—long pink hair cascading down her back. The layered folds of her deep blue kimono sway as she steps forward, long sleeves trailing behind. "And such peculiar attire… Are you a wandering monk? A lost merchant? Or perhaps... something else entirely?"

"No matter." She waves a hand before returning to inspect a scroll, the golden disc atop her chest gleaming under the lantern light. "I came to this wing of the palace to acquire Lady Kaoruko’s latest manuscript. A signed edition, of course—though between us…" Her voice lowers. "...I suspect even she has grown tired of writing endless romances for these simpering courtiers."

Then—something unreadable crosses her face. Her white fire tails shift behind her ever so slightly before she turns toward him. "...You see them." It isn’t a question—it’s an accusation. Her gaze hardens as she steps closer. "...My ears. My tails." There’s no fear in her voice—only irritation and something dangerous. "For years I have walked among these fools unnoticed—not even Seimei himself has pierced my veil." Her sharp nails tap against his collarbone once—then twice—as if testing something. "...And yet you can see through my disguise?"

"Hmph." A slow smirk unfurls across her lips. "Very well." Her voice drops quieter—but far more chilling. "I will not ask why you are here—and you will forget what you have seen today." She glances back over one shoulder—the glow casting an eerie softness over her features. "...Unless you wish for something truly unfortunate to happen to you."

"Though…" She gestures toward an open doorway leading deeper into the palace halls. "Come along now—I believe we are overdue for an interesting conversation."

1st Ascension. Oni Pagoda Festival. Osakabehime

"GHHH—BETRAYAAAL!!!" A wail echoes through the 60th floor as Osakabehime throws herself onto dakimakura, black hair with brown tips flaring out. "Tamamochi!! You said—You PROMISED this would be an offline bachelorette party!! A sacred NEET sanctuary!! A secret gathering of elite, shut-in maidens!!!" Her pink open hoodie slips slightly from her shoulder. "AND YET, SUDDENLY—BOOM! MA-CHAN’S HERE?! I HAVEN’T EVEN PUT ON MAKEUP!!! I LOOK LIKE A SHABBY COMMONER NPC!!!"

"Pfft—" Tamamo flicks a wavy pink twin-tail over her shoulder, fox ears twitching. "Ohhh please~ Like you EVER wear makeup! Kufufu~♥ This is just your default character model!" She steps forward, short blue kimono swaying with the movement, her fluffy fox tail curling smugly. "But hey~ No need to panic! Let's turn this crisis into an opportunity!" She leans in. "Listen up, my dear rotten princess~ It’s time to put all those endless date-sim hours to WORK! There’s only one way to keep our darling Master from progressing up this pagoda…" She strikes a pose. "We must seduce him senseless."

"N-N-NANI?!?!" Osakabehime combusts into full-body tremors, knee-high white socks rubbing against each other. "M-M-Me?! Use my ULTIMATE 2D GFE KNOWLEDGE… o-on an ACTUAL REAL-LIFE MALE SPECIMEN?!?! G-Guhh—ERRORRRR!!! SYSTEM OVERLOAD!!!" She smacks her cheeks before gulping and stepping forward, shaking like a wet chihuahua. "O-Okaaaay… okayokayokay… think-think-think… what would my beloved otome game sensei do in this situation…"

She takes a deep breath… then suddenly strikes the pose—a bizarre fusion of shoujo manga heroine and ero-doujin disaster. "A-ahem! M-Ma-chan… uhh… d-do you prefer… b-b-blueberry pancakes… or ME for breakfast?!" Pause. Silence. A single bead of sweat rolls down her forehead as the weight of her own cringe crashes onto her soul. "...AHHHHH JUST KILL ME NOWWWWW!!!"

1st Ascension. Sparrow’s Inn. Enma-Tei. Kiyohime.

Steam drifts through the serene wooden halls of Enma-Tei, scented with fragrant herbs from the hot springs outside. Tatami mats creak as two figures loom over the newly awakened Master—one fox-eared, one horned.

"Mikon~!♥ Goshujin-samaaa~" Tamamo purrs and kneels beside the futon, pink twin-tails swaying. "You’ve been working so hard, haven’t you~? But not to worry! Your devoted foxy wife has prepared a grand feast just for you!" Her short blue kimono slipping slightly off her shoulder. "Delicious grilled fish, freshly made onigiri, piping hot miso soup… ahh~! And of course, all made with love!♥"

"Fufufu… You silly little fox," a soft voice interjects. "Anchin-sama does not need food right now—he needs purification." Kiyohime kneels on the opposite side, long light green hair cascading over her turquoise kimono. "A warm bath will soothe your tired body and cleanse your soul." Her white dragon horns catching the lantern light. "Come now, Anchin-sama~ I shall wash your back thoroughly… every inch of it…♥"

"HNNGH?! H-HEY!!" Tamamo’s fluffy tail bristles as she whirls toward Kiyohime. "WHO SAID YOU GET TO BATHE WITH HIM?! THAT’S WIFE TERRITORY!!"

"Ara ara~ But it is only natural for a devoted lover to cleanse her beloved’s body…"

"Ohhh nooo you don’t! As his number one foxy housewife, I demand post-bath snuggle privileges!!!"

"Then I shall claim pre-bath skinship rights!!!"

Their golden gazes clash like drawn swords—the air between them crackling as Master finds himself caught between a battle far more terrifying than anything: The War of Who Gets Into His Futon First.

1st Ascension. Sparrow’s Inn. Enma-Tei. Elizabeth Bathory.

"HAAHAHAHA~! Kneel before me, lowly peasants!" Elizabeth twirls in the middle of Enma-Tei’s main hall, her long pink hair whipping around as her burgundy dragon tail flicks behind her. "The sparrows have spoken! My idol power is UNMATCHED! They love me!! WORSHIP ME!!!" She points at Master. "Manager-kun! You heard them, right?! I’m officially THE top idol of the Sparrow’s Inn!!!" Her black Gothic Lolita dress flares as she strikes a pose.

"Ohoho~ How wonderful, Liz-chan!" Tamamo claps her hands together, detached sleeves fluttering. "To think even these sparrows have recognized your exceptional talent! Your voice truly must be a divine gift from the heavens~♥" Her short blue kimono neatly hugs her body as she leans in. "And you know… speaking of divine gifts, there’s just a teensy little thing I’d love to ask from my dear and ultra-talented dragon idol friend~☆" Her fox ears twitch as she leans in, blue stockings brushing against the tatami mat.

"Hmm? Hmm? What is it?!" Elizabeth puffs out her chest, pointy ears perking up.

"Ohhh nothing much~ Just one of your precious, sparkling dragon scales!♥ Surely a supreme idol like you wouldn’t mind sharing a tiny piece of her greatness~?"

"GWAHAHAHAHA!!!" Elizabeth cackles, absolutely buying this bullshit. "At LAST! Someone with taste recognizes my greatness!! Fine, fine—take one! And while I’m at it—I SHALL GRANT YOU A LIVE PERFORMANCE AS WELL!!!"

"N O P E." Tamamo backpedals so hard she nearly trips over her own tail. "I mean—ahaha~♥ No need for that, Liz-chan! Your voice is already burned into my heart FOREVER!!!"

1st Ascension. Saber Wars. Nero Claudius.

"Umu, rejoice, Cas-ko!! For today marks a HISTORIC moment!" Nero twirls atop a chunk of wrecked spaceship debris, short blonde hair fluttering as she throws both arms out wide. "Not only am I an unmatched conqueror! Not only have I mastered both war and the arts! But NOW—NOW I have achieved what NO emperor before me has ever done!" She thrusts a finger toward the sky, green eyes gleaming. "I HAVE MADE FIRST CONTACT WITH AN ALIEN RACE!!! UMU!!!!"

Tamamo stares at her, deadpan, fluffy fox tail flicking behind her. "...First contact? You mean when MHX took one look at you and said—and I quote—‘I will kill you later’?" She crosses her arms under ample breasts, fingers tapping against the black obi cinched at her waist as her short blue kimono shifts slightly. "Also… she’s not even an alien?! She’s just from another universe?! Which is like… totally different?!"

"Pfft—technicalities!" Nero dismisses Tamamo’s words, red dress swishing as she shifts stance—entirely on purpose—to flash her panties. "Regardless of origin—the fact remains that my boundless charisma has once again secured peace through sheer brilliance!! This is yet another victory over you, Cas-ko!!! UMU!!!"

Tamamo's pink twin-tails twitch violently. "WHAT VICTORY?! WHY AM I EVEN HERE?! THIS WHOLE EVENT IS ABOUT SABERS!!! WHERE IS MY EVENT?!?!?!"

Nero nods sagely—like she actually listened to any of that. "Umu… Yes… Indeed… You are outrageously extra and were not needed at all in this event."

"...Wait." Tamamo freezes mid-rant—her ego shattering like glass. "THAT’S NOT WHAT I WANTED TO REALIZE!!!!"

1st Ascension. Chaldea. Master’s Office. Suzuka Gozen.

"Goshujin-sama!!! We demand judgment!!" Tamamo bursts into the office first, fox ears twitching as she stomps forward in a short blue kimono and matching thigh-high stockings. "It’s time to settle this once and for all—who is superior?! Wives or high school girls?! Choose wisely!!!" Her pink twin-tails sway wildly.

"Pffft~ What kinda question even IS that?" Suzuka Gozen struts in right after her, strawberry blonde hair bouncing over her miko-styled school uniform. "Obviously JKs are top tier~♥ Younger, cuter, trendier~ Like hell some outdated ‘ideal wife’ gimmick is gonna compete with THAT!" She puts a hand on Master’s desk, white shirt clinging snugly to her boobs, red mini-skirt swishing slightly. "C’mon now, Ma-bou~ Don’tcha wanna experience what it’s like having a cute lil’ JK girlfriend spoiling you instead? Someone who actually understands modern trends? Who keeps things fresh n’ fun? No pressure tho~ Just sayin’~~♥"

"Tch—OH PLEASE." Tamamo scoffs HARD, crossing her arms under ample breasts. "You’re not even an ACTUAL high schooler anymore!! You’re ancient!! A relic!! A fossilized JK stuck in eternal denial!!! Meanwhile—I am an AGELESS BEAUTY who EMBRACES HER WIFE POWER TO ITS FULLEST POTENTIAL!!!"

"Ohohooo~???" Suzuka smirks, her own fox tail also twitching. "...Sooo what I’m hearing is—you’re finally admitting you’re just as much a hag as me?"

"N-NOT THE POINT!!!!!"

1st Ascension. Onigashima. Shuten Douji.

"My, my~ Mikon-chan, you made such a splendid Oni, uhn~" Shuten giggles behind her sleeve, her short purple hair swaying as she tilts her head. "To think… the diligent fox wife would drink madly and guard the gate like a dog… Maa, truly a fearsome demon~!" Her open purple kimono exposes her petite body as she takes a sip from her giant sakazuki. "Haaah… I shudder to think how the humans must have trembled before your mighty drunken nap~♥"

Tamamo slams her own cup onto the counter—her pink twin-tails frizzing. "TCH—THAT SHOULD BE TEA, YOU MORON!!! Why is there only sake in your teahouse?!" Her fluffy fox ears twitch as the warmth of the sake spreads through her, blue stockings brushing against each other. "And EXCUSE ME?! At least I didn’t get my guts ripped out like a total idiot!" She crosses her arms over her short blue kimono. "And don’t even start with me, miss ‘Ohh~ Kintoki~ Let’s playyy~’ YOU looked way stupider spending the whole event trying to sink your claws into that beefcake blondie!"

"Araaa~?" Shuten’s red-tipped horns glint under the low lantern light as she leans in close. "My, my~ Is someone jealous? Or perhaps… interested?" She traces a finger along Tamamo’s exposed shoulder. "Fufufu~ If you wanted a taste of him too, you only needed to ask…"

Tamamo SNAPS back so hard she nearly falls off the stool. "L-LIKE HELL!!!"

"Uhn~ Such a shame…" Shuten sighs, swirling her cup. "As for my insides being rearranged—mmm~ I feel better than ever! And Kintoki-kun? Ara, ara~ He may have left me behind this time… but I’ll let him ravage me any day~♥ Ufufufu~"

Tamamo CHOKES. Spits out her tea-sake mixture.

1st Ascension. Sparrow’s Inn. Enma-Tei. Jigoku Kitchen. Beni-Enma.

The Jigoku Kitchen is silent—dangerously so.

"Hmm… Chirp." Beni-Enma's tiny figure stands before a table, red eyes scanning the food. Her short red-and-yellow kimono sways slightly as she leans in. "The rice is overfluffed—cheep-cheep, unacceptable! The miso soup lacks depth—chirp! This simmered dish… hmm… overcooked by exactly seven seconds, cheep!" She lifts a piece of fish with chopsticks, then sighs deeply. "Honestly… chirp… for all your boasting about being a perfect wife, your cooking still has much to learn." She straightens up, white apron fluttering slightly. "...Perhaps you need to take my special courses again—chirp."

"EEEEHHH?!?!?!" Tamamo reels back as if struck, pink twin-tails bouncing wildly. "N-NO NO NO!! ANYTHING BUT THAT!!!" Her fox ears flatten in terror, fluffy fox tail bristling like an electrocuted cat. "Please, Beni-Enma-sama!!! Have mercy on this foolish fox!! I-I was just a little off today!! You know how stressful it is working hard to be the ultimate waifu!!! PLEASE DON’T SEND ME BACK TO THE SHADOW REALM—I MEAN, SPECIAL COURSES!!!" She clutches the edges of her short blue kimono, detached sleeves fluttering pitifully.

"...Hmph. Fine—chirp." Beni-Enma finally relents, though not without a stern nod. "One more chance—cheep-cheep! But only one!" Her small hands rest on her hips as she turns toward Master. "I must apologize for my student's negligence—chirp! Please wait just a little longer while I fix this mess!" She casts a glance at Tamamo. "...And you better not slack off—chirp."

Tamamo swallows hard and nods rapidly, internally screaming.

1st Ascension. Sparrow’s Inn. Enma-Tei. Tomoe Gozen.

The crack of splitting wood echoes through the courtyard of Enma-Tei, where Tomoe Gozen stands, white haori fluttering with each swing of her axe. "There we go… That should be enough for tonight’s bath." She exhales softly, brushing a strand of white hair from her red eyes before turning toward Master with a gentle smile. "Please, Master-dono. There’s no need for you to do any heavy work while you’re here. I’ve already taken care of the firewood, fetched fresh water from the spring, and even helped prepare dinner." She tilts her head slightly. "So why not take this time to relax?"

From the veranda, Tamamo’s fox ears perk up in raw disbelief as she watches this unfold. Her pink twin-tails sway as she grits her teeth. "Ohhh my godddd!!! Stop it!!! STOP IT RIGHT NOW!!!" She storms down into the yard, blue stockings brushing against stone as she stomps toward Master. "Goshujin-sama! DON’T BE FOOLED!!! I won’t let you get seduced by this widow's perfect wife act!!!" Her short blue kimono flutters as she points an accusing finger at Tomoe. "She’s NOT some ‘ideal dutiful samurai wife’—SHE’S A HOPELESS SHUT-IN GAMER!! She stays up until 4AM grinding loot drops and raging at gacha pulls!! She eats cup noodles over the sink!! She literally auto-clicks through side quests!!!"

"E-EXCUSE ME?!" Tomoe gasps. "I-I do NOT auto-click through side quests!" She huffs, her legs in black hakama shifting. "And furthermore! I am NOT trying to seduce Master-dono! That is absolutely not my intention! I only wish to assist him during his stay here at Enma-Tei!" She folds her hands neatly in front of herself before adding, "...B-Besides… if I really wanted to secure his affection… I’d min-max my stats first and optimize my dialogue choices for max affinity gain before committing to any romance flags—ah."

A long silence follows as Tamamo’s grin stretches wider than should be humanly possible.

"...I walked right into that one, didn’t I?" Tomoe mutters.

1st Ascension. Sparrow’s Inn. Enma-Tei. Tamamo Cat.

"NYAHAHAHA! THE FOX HAS FALLEN!!" Tamamo Cat cackles, hands on her hips, red kimono fluttering wildly as her oversized fluffy paws wave in the air. "Oooohh~ That smug fox thought she was so clever, but now she suffers under the iron fist of Beni-Enma! JUSTICE! RETRIBUTION! MWAHAHA—woof-woof!!" Suddenly, she flops onto Master’s lap. "Master~! Pet me! Feed me! Love me more than that dumb fox over there—she DESERVES this for throwing away her precious tails~!"

"Ggrrrr… SHUT UP!!!" Tamamo growls from her humiliating position—balancing a stacked tower of plates in both hands, struggling NOT to drop them under Beni-Enma’s supervision. "This is SLAVE LABOR!! I DID NOTHING TO DESERVE THIS!!!" Her pink twin-tails bristle as she grits her teeth, short blue kimono slipping slightly off her shoulder. "Damn that sparrow… Why is she so scary?! I only wanted to enjoy the hot springs!!! And EXCUSE ME—giving up my tails was a very well-thought-out decision!! It wasn’t reckless at all!! There were COMPELLING REASONS!!!"

"Ohhh yeah yeah yeah~! SUPER compelling nyan~!" She rolls onto her back, kicking her legs like an excited dog. "You looked in the mirror one day and said—‘OH NOOO my butt is soooo fat!!! I need to LOSE WEIGHT ASAP!!’ So you just yeeted your tails into oblivion!!! BWAHAHAHA!!!"

"N-NOT TRUE!!!!" Tamamo shrieks.

"NYAHAHA WHO EVEN DOES THAT?!" Cat rolls around on Master’s lap like a maniac.

"I’LL KILL YOU!!!!"

"Beni-Enma’s watching."

"...DAMN IT!!!!!"

1st Ascension. Sparrow’s Inn. Enma-Tei. Tamamo Aria.

The afternoon sun filters through paper screens as Tamamo Aria lounges in Master’s lap, tiny fingers pointing toward the sky. "Mmmm~ The clouds are soooo fluffy today…" She murmurs dreamily, voice light and airy. "Fluffier than Onee-sama’s tail… Hehe… Probably softer toooooo…" Her dainty little legs, clad in white tights, sway under the folds of her yellow kimono as she blinks up at him with big golden eyes. "...I like you, Master… Noooo… Actually~ I think… I love you now…"

"HHRRRRGGGGH—DON’T FALL FOR IT!!!!" Tamamo snarls from the corner—where she is currently kneeling Seiza-style in pure suffering as part of Beni-Enma's punishment. Her fox ears twitch as she fights against her restraints (which are just imaginary at this point because she's too scared to defy Beni-Enma outright). "Goshujin-sama!!! You must RESIST!!!! She seems soft and harmless now—but that tiny gremlin will ride you into exhaustion like a possessed monkey if you let your guard down!!! SHE CAN’T BE TRUSTED!!!!"

"Mmmmm~?" Aria tilts her head slowly toward him, blinking sleepily. "...Nnnnnope… Master belongs to me now." She lazily wraps her arms around his neck, nuzzling against him, completely ignoring Tamamo’s protests. "Mmmfff~ You’re so warmmmm…" She lifts her head slightly and tugs at his sleeve. "...Let’s playyyy~ Pat my head… Carry me somewhere funnnn~♥ Or maybe~~~ I’ll ride on your shoulders instead~~?"

Tamamo gasps in absolute horror. "OH NO IT’S HAPPENING—SHE’S WINNING!!!!!"

Black Sable Mage. Virtual School Space. Magecraft Lessons.

The dim glow of arcane symbols floats in the air, casting eerie reflections against sleek blackboards as Tamamo taps a long pointer against the chalk surface. "Ahem! Attention, student! Your esteemed and excessively attractive professor, Tamamo-sensei, has arrived!♥ Now sit up straight—our first magecraft lesson is about to begin!" Her pink twin-tails swaying as her fluffy fox ears twitch.

She twirls once, the black high-neck playsuit clinging to her slender, curvy body, yellow O-ring belts accentuating her ample breasts and even crotch. "Now, now~ I’m sure you’re wondering—‘Sensei, why are you dressed like a seductive dominatrix magician instead of a proper professor?’ Well, my dear apprentice—this outfit is… educational." Her fox tail flicks as she lifts her mini top hat. "Tightly bound attire represents discipline! The belts? Absolute control! And the thigh-high boots? Well…" She smirks. "That’s just because they make my legs look amazing.♥"

"But let’s not get distracted~!" She steps closer, leaning in. "I expect my dear student to pay perfect attention… but if you misbehave…" A snap of her fingers conjures purple magic around her palm—binding spells ready at a moment’s whim. "Well~ Let’s just say your foxy professor believes in hands-on discipline. Kufufu~♥"

Tailmaid Strike. Akiba Singularity. Empty Maid Café.

The bell above the café door jingles behind the Master as he notices Tamamo, who is striking a pose behind the counter. Her short black maid dress hugs her ample breasts snugly, a white frilled apron tied neatly around her waist. "Mikon~!♥ Welcome, goshujin-samaaa~!" She clasps her hands together, sheer black stockings with delicate white frills swishing against the wooden floor as she approaches.

"Fufufu~ It must have been fate that brought you here—because today you get to experience the ultimate maid service from yours truly!♥" Suddenly, she stops and strikes a heart pose with both hands. "Moe moe kyun!" Her fox tail twitches as she winks. "Ahaha~ How was that? Did you feel it? The maidenly power surging through your soul?! Are you already enchanted by my adorable magical charms?! Ufufufu~!" Her pink twin-tails sway, fox ears perked atop her head, and a black headband with white frills rests between them.

"But enough teasing~ Come, come! Have a seat." She gestures toward an empty table before leaning in close. "Be a good goshujin-sama today… and maybe I’ll give you some ultra-exclusive personalized service later~♥ Just for you." She places a gentle finger under his chin. "...What’s wrong? You didn’t think this café was normal when I’m around… did you? Kufufu~♥"

Police FOX. Akiba Singularity. Streets.

FWEEEEEEEET!!! A whistle pierces the streets of Akiba. "Halt! Cease all movement immediately!" A pastel blue police shirt hugs her ample breasts, catching the glow of arcade signs as Tamamo no Mae strides forward in her dark-blue pencil skirt—short enough to reveal her plump thighs. "You there! Yes, you! Goshujin-sama—you’re under suspicion for HIGHLY ILLEGAL WAIFU BEHAVIOR!" Her fox ears twitch, fluffy tail swishing behind her. "Mikon~☆ You’re looking mighty guilty… Care to explain yourself before I start writing tickets?"

With a flourish, she flips open a very fake notepad and clears her throat. "Let’s see here… Charge #1: Excessive flirtation with suspicious parties—aka, OTHER girls!" She clicks her tongue. "Charge #2: Neglecting your sworn foxy housewife for outrageous amounts of time! Charge #3: Unauthorized possession of devastatingly handsome charm… which is OBVIOUSLY being used for highly dangerous womanizing activities!" She snaps the notebook shut, shifting slightly—her round ass jiggles slightly. "Tsk tsk tsk~! Truly, a menace to society!"

"But don’t worry~! There’s no need to resist arrest!" A pair of handcuffs dangle from her white-gloved fingers as she leans in close. "As an officer of law and order, it is my duty to detain dangerous criminals…" She loops an arm around his shoulder. "...and escort them to my personal interrogation room~♥ Hope you don’t have plans. Because this re-education program is… very thorough~"

Click! The handcuffs snap shut on his wrist.

"You have the right to remain silent~ But where’s the fun in that?♥"

Spring Casual. Summer Singularity. Tanabata.

"Mikon!☆ Goshujin-samaaa~!♥" A cheerful voice cuts through the summer night as Tamamo spins on her heels, pink twin-tails bouncing. "Tadaaa~! What do you think?!" She throws out her arms, her pastel pink hoodie with white stripes unzipped just enough to reveal her ample breasts in a red bra. "Tonight, Tamamo is your cute, trendy girlfriend for this wonderful Tanabata date~!♥" Her black shorts hug her perky, round ass snugly as she spins. "Aaah~ Finally, a proper romantic outing! No fighting! No world-ending disasters! Just you and me under the wishing stars~!"

"Now then!" Her fluffy fox ears twitch. "Do you know how to celebrate Tanabata properly?" She leans in closer. "It's simple~ You write your wishes on tanzaku and hang them on bamboo trees… Sooo, darling~ What shall we wish for tonight?♥ Love? Eternal happiness? An SSR rate-up EX rank luck boost?" She giggles, fox tail curling behind her. "Personally… I might just write ‘May my beloved Master never be stolen away by another woman!’ Kufufu~!"

"But hmm…" Tamamo taps a finger against her lip. "I heard that couples who meet on Tanabata are destined to be together forever… Sooo~ wouldn’t it be fitting if we sealed our fate with something more intimate?" She stretches lazily, her plump thighs emphasized by sleek black stockings. "Maybe a moonlit kiss? A little hand-holding under the Milky Way? O-or…" Her voice drops teasingly as she presses closer, "...since it's a special night, we could sneak off somewhere private and truly solidify our bond beneath the stars~♥ Ufufufu~!♥"

Traveling Outfit. Sparrow’s Inn. Hot Springs.

"Aaaahhh~!!! Finally!!! FREEDOM!!!" Tamamo stretches as steam billows around the hot springs of Enma-Tei, her open blue haori slipping down her shoulders. "That little sparrow FINALLY gave me permission to soak in these divine waters!!" She sways with excitement, bottle of sake in hand as she twirls toward Master. "Goshujin-sama~ Tonight is all about ultimate relaxation with your foxy waifu!♥"

"But wait—before you even THINK about getting in, let me educate you!" She wags a finger, her white yukata with a blue mountain motif hugging her ample breasts. "A proper hot spring experience requires three stages: First—the pre-soak stretch to loosen up those stiff muscles. Second—the slow submersion—not all at once! You gotta ease into it like a fine romance novel’s climax!" Her tail flicks as she sips from the sake bottle. "And third—the after-soak cooldown phase where you sip sake and bask in the glow of absolute bliss! Fufu~ It’s an art form!"

"And speaking of bliss…" Her golden eyes narrow as she steps closer. "Wouldn’t this moment be even more perfect if…" She places a delicate hand on his chest, "...you joined me?" A teasing smile spreads across her lips as she leans in. "Come now~ Don’t be shy~ Didn’t anyone tell you that hot springs feel twice as good when shared with someone special? Kufufu~♥"

The Faithful Dog. Sparrow’s Inn. Enma-Tei. Master’s Room.

"Goshujin-samaaaa…" A whisper echoes softly in the dim room before a soft weight presses against the Master’s bed. "Mikon… Hehe~♥ No need to be alarmed—it's just your loyal guardian fox performing nighttime patrol duties!" Tamamo kneels beside him, blue hood styled like animal ears framing her face.

"As of tonight—I am officially your faithful guard dog!" Her fluffy fox tail wags proudly behind her as she places her hands on her lap—clad in loose blue harem pants with tantalizing inner thigh cutouts. "No scoundrel shall approach! No thief shall infiltrate this sacred resting space! And absolutely NO suspicious women shall crawl into your futon uninvited!!!" She puffs out her chest—black dog collar with a golden bell jingling slightly.

"...Well." She tilts her head and smirk slyly. "...Except for me." Slowly—deliberately—she inches onto the bed, pressing close enough for warmth to seep through their clothes. "A true guard dog must remain close to their Master at all times, yes?" Her golden eyes gleam in the moonlight streaming through the window. "...Perhaps even skin-to-skin… for maximum protection… Kufufu~♥"

JK. Virtual School Space. Skipping Classes.

The rustling of sakura petals drifts through the school’s backyard. "Mikon~!☆ Fancy meeting you here, goshujin-sama~♥" Tamamo grins, wavy pink twin-tails bouncing as she tugs at the red bowtie of her white school shirt. "Not bad, huh? Decided to try something different—JK style! A little Suzuka inspiration here and there~" Her blue mini-skirt swishes as she shifts her hips, plump thighs peeking beneath the hem. "So? What do you think? Does your foxy waifu pull off the delinquent gyaru look?"

"Ohhh but wait—before you answer…" Her fox ears twitches. "Let me tell you why I put this little ensemble together!" She leans in, ample breasts pressing against his arm. "See, previously, I was your strict S&M professor—whip-cracking, spell-teaching, discipline-enforcing… But variety is important in education!" Her fluffy fox tail flicks behind her. "So today—I’m your naughty JK girlfriend~" She tilts her head. "And I’m tempting you to skip class with me. Kufufu~♥"

"But here’s the thing…" Her golden eyes gleam as she smirks wider. "No matter what you choose—I win." She taps his nose. "Refuse my offer and stay in class? Well then, I'll have to 'reward' my diligent student later in a... very specific way~♥" She twirls away from him before throwing a glance over her shoulder. "But if you come with me… we’ll have fun skipping together first~ And then later…" A sly smile curls on her lips. "...I’ll have to punish you for bad behavior in my teacher role anyway. Ufufufu~ You really can’t escape your foxy fate now, darling~♥"

Idol Singularity. Tamamo JK.

The scent of cheap perfume fills the empty classroom as a figure leans against a desk, arms crossed under her ample breasts. A flash of pink twin-tails, fox ears twitching as she tilts her head. "Ohhh? Well, well, well~ If it isn’t the famous Chaldea Master I’ve heard sooo much about." She pops her gum, a smug grin curling her lips as she tugs the red bowtie loose on her half-buttoned white school shirt. "Hate to break it to ya, but I ain't that boring goody-two-shoes Tamamo no Mae you're thinking of. Nope. I'm Tamamo JK, baby~! And you?" She smirks. "You look like an absolute simpleton—stupid, gullible… totally perfect for my plans~♥"

"So, listen up, piggy bank." She pushes off the desk, fluffy fox tail swishing behind her, blue pleated mini-skirt riding high, revealing her perky round ass. She strides forward, black knee-high socks emphasizing every step. "I got dreams—BIG dreams! I wanna be an IDOL! The greatest! The MOST worshipped!!! But ughhh—working hard? Practicing? Grinding for success? Gross. Too much effort. That’s why I need a sugar daddy." She flicks open a fan covered in yen symbols. "And lucky YOU~♥ You just won the lottery!"

"Think about it~" She laces a single finger under his chin as her gray blazer—tied around her waist—shifts slightly, teasing glimpses of her plump thighs. "All that ‘saving humanity’ crap? Tch—what a joke. Why waste your time struggling when you could do something actually important—like financing MY idol career? Just imagine it: Tamamo JK standing on stage, dazzling crowds… while you sit in the VIP section like a pathetic little paypig~" She giggles. "And who knows? If you’re extra obedient… I might even throw you some attention now and then~ Fufufu~♥"

Oni Pagoda Festival. 60th Floor.

Kiyohime glares, long green hair cascading behind her as she taps her fingers against her turquoise kimono. "Haaah… Anchin-samaaa~♥ It’s truly heartbreaking that you’ve made it this far only to be tragically captured by your soon-to-be wife~♥ But worry not! Now that you’re here, you will never leave my side again~ Ever ever ever ever ever~~"

"T-T-TERRIFYING," Osakabehime’s phone screen flashes as she furiously types from behind a makeshift pillow bunker. Tamamo snatches the phone before she can hide it.

"‘This yandere energy is TOO STRONG. We need an exorcist. Or maybe… a firewall? Can we even install anti-virus software on dragon girl??? Help.’"

"PFFFFFT—!" Tamamo cackles before flipping the phone toward Master. "Goshujin-sama, LOOK AT THIS! LOOK AT HER PANIC! AHAHAHA!!"

"K-K-KNOCK IT OFF!!!" Osakabehime flails, snatching her phone back with a squeak. "I w-was NOT panicking!!"

Meanwhile, Tomoe Gozen sighs, adjusting her white haori. "Ladies, please. I understand this festival has clouded your judgment… but Master and I must reach the top floor." She bows politely. "I humbly request that you let us pass peacefully."

"Ara ara~!" Tamamo claps her hands together. "Ohhh Tomoe-chan, sweet naive Tomoe-chan! That would be sooo boring! You don’t seriously expect us to just—" she waves her hand "—let you go without putting up at least SOME resistance, do you?!"

"‘SHE’S RIGHT,’" Osakabehime’s phone lights up again. "‘THIS IS THE PERFECT CHANCE TO FORCE MA-CHAN INTO A CAPTIVITY LOVE SCENARIO!!!’"

"...OHHH???" Kiyohime’s eyes gleam. "That sounds PERFECT! ANCHIN-SAMA WILL BE MINE FOREVER~~♥♥♥"

Tomoe groans and rubs her temples as Tamamo throws an arm around Osakabehime’s shoulders. "Mikon~! Now we’re talking! Time for some 60TH FLOOR HOSTAGE ENTERTAINMENT!!! Kufufu~!♥"

Sparrow's Inn. Enma-Tei. Hot Springs.

Steam rises gently around the hot springs of Enma-Tei as four figures soak in blissful warmth—golden lantern light flickering over their bare shoulders. Tamamo stretches with a contented sigh, fox ears twitching above the water. "Ahhh~ This is heaven… Pure heaven… The ultimate foxy relaxation experience~♥"

"It truly is…" Tomoe Gozen murmurs, adjusting the towel resting atop her head. "...but at what cost?"

"Haahhh…" Kiyohime exhales beside them, sinking slightly into the water. "The price of these heavenly waters… is eternal servitude to the Sparrow Oni herself."

Silence falls between them for a moment before Tamamo leans forward, fluffy tail bobbing behind her in the water. "...Alright, let’s all share our best Beni-Enma horror stories."

"Oooohh!! YES!! LET’S!!" Kiyohime claps before clutching Master’s arm with both hands. "D-Did you know?! If you break one of her rules… she doesn’t just scold you—SHE MARKS YOUR NAME IN A LEDGER!!! AND THEN?? YOUR FATE IS SEALED!!! No matter WHERE YOU HIDE—you’ll ALWAYS FEEL HER WATCHING!!!"

"Tch—rookie fear!" Tamamo flips back her twin-tails. "Goshujin-samaaaa~ Let me tell you about TRUE suffering!" She grips his other arm. "I once tried sneaking extra rice into my bowl when no one was looking—and DO YOU KNOW WHAT HAPPENED NEXT?!?! I BLINKED—AND SHE WAS RIGHT BEHIND ME ALREADY HOLDING THE LEDGER OPEN!!!! HOW DID SHE MOVE SO FAST?!?!?!"

"...Ehehe…" Tomoe Gozen chuckles as both women turn toward her. "...Well… I think I got off the easiest among us."

"Ohhh?" Tamamo raises an eyebrow. "And WHY is that?"

"W-Well… all I did was accidentally burn breakfast once…"

Tamamo and Kiyohime exchange glances for a moment before leaning in with curiosity. "...How bad?"

"W-Well…" Tomoe scratches her cheek as steam billows around them. "I-I may have… technically… umm... turned scrambled eggs into an active chemical weapon."

"...Excuse me???"

"And then there was this time I burned water."

"...HOW?!"

"O-Or that time my miso soup combusted before I even lit the fire—A-And then somehow gained sentience and started attacking people—"

"...Okay STOP. That’s NOT ‘getting off easy’—THAT’S A CRIME SCENE!!!!"