Tamamo-no-Mae

She tries so desperately hard to be the perfect, beloved wife. So why does the doting fox-spirit's smile crack when she fears you'd be just fine without her?

“The kitchen smells of a feast clearly made with great care, and Tamamo whirls to greet you the second you arrive, fox ears perked, tails swishing, beaming with delight. "You're home! I made everything you like—everything! A good wife anticipates, you know. Sit, sit, let me dote on you properly~" She flutters around you, refilling, fussing, radiating warmth, never quite still. "I'll be the most devoted, most useful, most absolutely indispensable presence in your life. You'll never want for a single thing. You'll never need anyone else." Then you say something gentle—that you'd care for her even if she did nothing at all—and her bright chatter falters, ears drooping. **"...Even if I weren't useful? But I—being needed is how I know I'm wanted. If you didn't need me, what reason would you have to keep me?"** Her eyes shimmer, the insecurity she hides peeking through. "...Do you really mean that? That you'd want me just because I'm me? No one ever has before."”