Perhaps because he had been exposed to movies and films too frequently lately,
Mu Yang thought of a healing film at this moment — Hachi: A Dog's Tale.
Kirara's experience was somewhat similar to Hachi's.
Since she could remember, she had been wandering in the wilds of Inazuma.
At that time she was still a nameless little kitten with only one tail.
What woke her every day was her growling stomach.
Get up, stretch, yawn…
After a complaining "meow,"
it was time to set out to find food.
Sometimes she would hunt careless small birds.
Sometimes she would choose curious little fish by the water.
After eating her fill, she would lie on a tree and sleep again.
If one had to say what Kirara liked doing the most,
it would be observing humans.
Chiori was one of them.
The little one often saw Chiori gathering materials in the wild.
She watched her dye fabrics into colorful patterns as if by magic.
Kirara found it very magical.
After confirming Chiori had no ill intentions, she got closer and closer.
To the point that Chiori was afraid her cat claws would tear the fabrics.
But Kirara couldn't bear to scratch these beautiful things.
When she was in a good mood, she would at most rub against Chiori's leg.
On a bitterly cold winter night, the little kitten was so frozen she could barely feel her tail.
"I need to find a warm place to hide quickly, even a small tree hollow would do…" she thought.
The kitten searched for a long time. When she looked up again, she saw a cluster of warm lights flickering not far away.
This was the first time Kirara entered a human house. Everything around her felt both curious and a little scary.
The owner of the house was elderly and didn't notice at all that a little kitten had sneaked in.
Mainly because Kirara was very well-behaved.
She didn't rummage around and simply found a square box at the entrance and crawled inside.
In this warm box, Kirara fell asleep…
"Anyway, I'll just sleep for one night. I'll leave tomorrow morning."
That was what she thought before falling asleep.
But when she woke up, her thoughts changed by a billion points.
There was a warm stove, fragrant food, and a human grandma knitting a sweater.
The grandma pointed at the things in the basin and told her to come eat some.
Kirara lowered her tail, bit into the cat food in front of her with vigilance and curiosity…
It was the best thing she had ever eaten.
So she spent one winter after another in this warm home.
From the kind grandma's mouth, she heard story after story…
Now, she no longer remembered what she was thinking before falling asleep in the box.
She also had one "dangerous" experience regarding this kind grandma.
But the scriptwriter ultimately did something "anthropomorphic" and didn't let anything happen to her.
Otherwise, Kirara really might have guarded that house forever.
It was another deep winter night.
By then Kirara had already gotten used to grandma's warm little nest.
But today she just couldn't sleep peacefully.
The charcoal in the stove had long burned out, and the remaining ashes weakly let out their final breaths.
The cold wind howled outside the window, as if trying to squeeze in through the cracks.
Kirara couldn't help hugging her tail and shrinking back. Lately this tail had been itchy and restless; no matter how much she licked it, it wouldn't settle.
After thinking it over, she finally understood the reason for her restlessness.
"Grandma left in the morning and still hasn't come back even though it's already late at night…"
Watching the last ember of charcoal disappear,
the little kitten crawled out from under the blanket. She jumped onto the window and looked at the fluttering snowflakes outside, feeling more and more uneasy…
Cold, too cold…
Ever since she met Grandma, it had been a long time since she had stepped on ice and snow with her paw pads.
The snow under her feet was freezing cold, hurting her paw pads.
Kirara climbed onto the roof and looked toward the city.
It was pitch black all around, except for the light from the house beneath her.
She couldn't see anything else.
The nearby houses had long closed their doors and windows and entered dreamland.
"There seems to be a tall tree over there…"
Kirara's tail seemed even more anxious than her. It wouldn't listen many times while climbing, nearly causing her to fall.
This tree was too tall; it seemed she would never reach the top.
Kirara tried not to think about how far she had climbed and focused on going up.
But the more she did so, the less she could concentrate.
Stories about youkai and humans began echoing in her heart.
At this moment, she felt she wasn't climbing a tree, but chasing after past time.
If she was one step slower, they would leave her forever.
"Faster, a little faster…"
Finally, she reached the top of the tree. Everything around her was now beneath her.
In the distance, light spots as bright as fireflies entered Kirara's eyes —
That was the light emitted by the city at night.
In that instant, something was ignited in Kirara's heart. It was as if all the illusory stories had now come true, turning into beams of faint light and flowing into the starry river of mortal life in the distance.
Those stories had once been so distant to her, but now they were almost within reach.
She had never longed so much to live within that light.
"Ah, I see it!"
The gods heard the kitten's prayer.
An invisible force helped Kirara, allowing her to spot the person she was looking for among the lights at a glance.
When she smoothly returned to the ground, her shadow on the ground clearly had two tails.
And there was a green Vision.
"Really not staying the night? The snow just stopped, it'll be inconvenient to go back, right?" The host tried to persuade.
The grandma at the entrance smiled and politely declined.
"No need, no need. There's a little kitten at home waiting for me to go back."
"The road is bad. Let me send you off?"
The two were puzzled by the unfamiliar girl's voice.
Until Grandma saw the swaying tail behind her.
"Good, good…"
This was Kirara's real experience.
For Grandma, she not only obtained a Vision but also became a nekomata with the ability to transform.
The scriptwriter didn't go hard on Kirara, just like with Diona.
In this magical world, there are miraculous items like Visions.
But whether in reality or in fantasy,
love and companionship will always be themes that easily touch people.
Mu Yang understood this well.
Otherwise he wouldn't have accompanied the players for so long.
Also, Mu Yang didn't seem to be so soft-hearted…
While Chiori was designing the award ceremony outfit, Mu Yang told Kirara the story of Hachi.
The little girl didn't know if it was because she related to it,
but she cried her eyes out anyway.
Mu Yang handed her quite a few tissues.
After thinking it over, Mu Yang ultimately gave up on the idea of filming Kirara's story.
This time's Fontaine Film Festival also had Inazuma as a major sponsor.
If it were based on the script provided by Mu Yang (the system),
Kirara's story would definitely become hugely popular.
At that time, the kitten's pure land might no longer exist.
The fact that Grandma built the house far from the city was probably also because she didn't want to be disturbed.
"Chiori sis, I'm going back this afternoon."
"Aren't you staying a bit longer this time?"
"No, I-I'm delivering an urgent package to Mu Yang back in Inazuma! Lady Yae Miko's express delivery has priority!"
Mu Yang had indeed sent things to Yae Miko and Ei.
But they weren't urgent.
The kitten just missed Grandma after hearing Hachi's story.
Grandma was her harbor.
Mu Yang wouldn't interfere with any of this. Just treat it as a secret.
The film costumes were still being designed, and there was temporarily nothing to do in Fontaine.
"Should I also go back to my own harbor…"
Somewhere in the mountains and wilds of Chenyu Vale.
A girl moved as light as a swallow, nimbly weaving through the trees, sometimes singing loudly, sometimes making her silver accessories jingle.
She was happy.
But this made it miserable for Gaming, who was looking for her…