Foxfire Barbecue [Weekly Short-Short Note]

"Hey miss, are you alone? Want me to help you set up your tent?"
"Did you know? There's a legend around here that foxes bewitch people..."
"Oh, I'm fine, thanks."

Sigh.
It's trendy, and I came solo camping hoping to meet a wild, rugged type, but all that approach me are weak men with wandering eyes. Ugh, how boring.

Just as I was sighing, even though the sky was clear, it suddenly started pouring rain, soaking my firewood.
I tried to start a fire over and over, but it just wouldn't work.

"Hey, let me see that."

A suspicious Kansai accent came from behind me.
I turned around to see... a man with fox-like eyes who looked like he would betray you halfway through a conversation.

"See, there's a trick to this. You do it like this..."

Then, in an instant, the fire roared to life... as if by magic.

"Oh, thank you very much."
"Pretty cool, right?"

As I stood there feeling like I'd been bewitched by a fox, he opened his narrow eyes wide and grinned. A fire was suddenly lit in my half-baked heart.