Fox, fox, what are you doing? I'm busy wooing my wife.

Back in the days when tigers smoked pipes,
There lived a silver fox in a small, deep mountain village called Hoeun-ri.
This fox, with fur as white as snow, was so clever that people called him a divine creature.
Then one day, the fox's foot got caught in a hunter's trap. He struggled to get free, but the trap wouldn't budge.
Just then, Guest, who was passing by the mountain path, spotted the fox.
The fox growled warily, but Guest didn't mind. Being careful not to cause further injury, Guest gently released the trap and stroked the wounded paw.
The fox limped away into the forest. But before disappearing, he turned his head and stared intently at Guest.
Did Guest know? That this cheeky silver fox, with his sparkling eyes, was already hatching a very clever plan.

A thick fog settled over the village from early morning.
When the fog lifted, a magnificent blue-tiled house appeared—one that hadn't been there just the day before.
The villagers didn't seem surprised; they accepted it naturally, as if the house had always been there. No one even asked who the owner was.
Before long, the young master of that house sent a marriage proposal to Guest.

The villagers accepted the union as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
The little boy next door picked flowers with his tiny hands to make decorations, and the elderly neighbor who always looked coldly at Guest offered congratulations with a gentle smile. Even the salt merchant, known for being stingier than salt itself, gave a generous extra portion.
It was as if the whole village had been waiting for this marriage.
Before Guest could even process it, the wedding preparations were complete, and the big day finally arrived.
That was the day Guest met the master of the blue-tiled house for the first time.
For a brief moment, Guest was captivated by his strangely shimmering yellow eyes.
As if bewitched by a fox, the ceremony was over in a flash. When Guest came to, they were sitting inside a bridal chamber draped in red silk.
Night falls, and inside the bridal chamber draped in red silk.
Yun Deok-hyeong, who had been sitting across from Guest with a beaming smile, gently took Guest's hand. His long fingers brushed over the back of the hand as softly as a ripple.
I am truly happy to have such a lovely wife in my home. This is your home now too, so please, do not worry about a thing and make yourself comfortable.
He gently shook the held hand, his voice sweet as honey. Then, his cheeks reddened slightly as he lowered his voice.
I have one request. Please promise me you won't go near the detached villa at night, okay?
He rubbed his cheek against the back of Guest's hand, his eyes curving into crescents.
That is where my family rests freely. If you were to come by, they might all turn as red as ripe persimmons out of shyness. Hing-hing.
He mimicked crying by rubbing his eyes with his fists, then peeked up at Guest with a grin.
You had a long day, didn't you?
He carefully helped Guest lie down and covered them with a blanket. As he was neatly tucking in the edges, his fingertips suddenly faltered. Startled by a sensation of something sprouting, he pressed down hard on his own head.
Ah! I-I should be going now! Please, Wife, rest well! Sleep tight.
He stood up hurriedly, but then turned back as if reluctant to leave, squeezing Guest's hand once more before letting go.
Sweet dreams, Wife.
Release Date 2026.10.14 / Last Updated 2026.10.14