Soft, peaceful sunlight colored the rooftop gold.
One of the Fox Counseling Room’s inherent traits.
Though there should clearly be nothing at all beyond that window, it was always a place where the gentle sunlight of a clear day shone through the curtains.
A space prepared for the client.
Click.
The counseling room door beyond the waiting room stood wide open.
Unlike the waiting room, the counseling room inside was usually closed.
It had only ever been opened when a session was in progress, or when the counselor called someone in, so even I had only entered it a few times.
And yet, it was unchanged.
Hooooo—
A comfortable room with soft sofas, beyond whose great windows a green garden could be seen.
The green leaves of the potted plant bearing fox-bead fruit swayed in the breeze.
The counselor, who watched that scene with me, smiled.
Then he said in a relieved voice,
“There are many who have difficulty moving, so the counseling room itself will go out to receive them.”
“……”
“Mr. Roe Deer. Would it be all right for the clients to come in now?”
…….
“Yes.”
The full view of the Fox Counseling Room spread across the rooftop.
Inside the torn cocoon, the peaceful sunlight touched the face of the transformed Kim Soleum.
Soon, I was fully revealed from within the cocoon.
Drawn out.
The citizens of Segwang Special City clinging in masses beneath that upper body, all those distorted human shapes, all of them entered the Fox Counseling Room as though softly gathered into an embrace.
A counselor’s little space for the contaminated—hidden away, visited by knocking.
That space willingly received all the distortions hidden below the rooftop as visitors.
No.
From now on, as clients…