[Usually Douman would be way too proud to take being laughed at lightly, but even he can't deny how ridiculous this whole thing is. If he didn't want an *actually working* fox-repellent to save his only surviving pair of pants, he'd never have let such a question come over his lips. At least not while sober. He's got plenty to say about everything whenever he's drunk, apparently.]]

I would, but Seimei clearly isn't interested in talking to me. As for the other - the less said about that one, the better. The way I see it you're the only reasonable fox that can be talked with. [Which is why Kurama now has to suffer through this.

Douman hesitates before squinting at him.]

You know, you look kind of familiar. But I can't remember the first time I've met you for the life of me.

[Glitch memories are a slippery thing. Especially when they toss you back for a whole millenia.]