Own a rifle for garden defense as the founding Inari intended. 13% of the local fauna rampages my radishes. What the yokai! as I grab my bolt action and straw hat. Blow the squirrel's head clean off, he's dead on the spot. Summon fox fire on the groundhog, miss him entirely because it used the move dig the previous turn and nail my cabbages. I have to resort to my husband in giant fox form, "Welcome to the rice fields , motherfuckers" as my huband rends the boar's neck in twain from the force of the bite, the gurgle screams and entrails warding off future attempts. Just as the founding Inari intended.