Chapter 4
I couldnât help but be dumbfounded by the crown princeâs utterly terrible naming sense. It was ridiculous.
How many white things are there in the world? Snow, sugar, flourâheck, even those curtains and blankets over there are white.
And out of all of them, he chose the most unimpressive one?
âLooks like you donât like that either.â
Whether he realized I had already concluded that he had zero sense or not, the crown prince simply laughed, completely carefree.
âWell then, weâll take our time with the name⊠Now, shall we prepare that?â
The crown prince, who had been thinking about names, suddenly stood up. Naturally, my head lifted to follow him.
Humming to himself, he walked toward a table in the corner of the room. Then he began rummaging through a box on top of it.
Donât tell me⊠there are clothes for pets in there or something.
With the way he looked so excitedâand considering his naming senseâI had a bad feeling about this.
I wasnât born this cute just to become some humanâs plaything!
To be honest, I knew I was cute. I could tell every time I looked in the mirror.
âYour Highness. I brought what you asked for.â
Just then, a womanâs voice came from outside the crown princeâs chamber.
âCome in.â
At the manâs permission, the door opened, and sure enough, a maid walked in carrying a wooden box the size of a watermelon.
âThis is the food recommended by the palace animal keeper. Shall I feed it myself?â
Wait a second. Animal keeper? Food?
This⊠doesnât sound good.
âIâll do it myself.â
The crown prince turned with a gentle smile. On his hands were thick gloves that hadnât been there earlier. Apparently those were what heâd taken from the table.
He took the box from the maid and approached me again.
ââŠ.â
Think. What do people usually think weasels eat?
Weasels are omnivores.
But Iâd been eating as a human for so long that I could barely remember what weasels were supposed to eat.
Wriggle.
Wait. Something just moved inside the box.
Startled, I took a step back.
But the crown prince only smiled like a painting and calmly reached into the box.
AAAAAAHHHHH!!
The moment the thing inside the box fully revealed itself, I froze.
A sâ sâ snake!
Inside was a small snake.
âYou looked like you needed something nourishing, so I asked for advice.â
Why would you do that?!
I backed up until my back hit the cageâs iron bars. There was nowhere left to retreat.
At the same time, the crown prince pushed the snake into the cage.
No! Donât do this! Letâs not make things more awkward between us! Please!
Of course, my silent scream went unheard, and I ended up face-to-face with the black snake.
When I was human, a snake this small was just a little creepyâI could simply avoid it.
But nowâŠ
Dâdonât flick your tongue! Why is that hissing so loud?! Donât come closer! Stay away!
As if sensing my fear, the snake confidently slithered toward me.
Its body glided across the ground as it advanced, while I scratched desperately at the cage bars.
I am not friends with reptiles.
To be honest, Iâm absolutely terrified of them!
âKyaaaak!â
And so a bizarre shriek burst out of me.
Hearing my scream only seemed to excite the snake even more as it rushed toward me.
Sadly, beastmen are born with a natural buff that attracts animals.
In other words, that snake was coming over because it liked me.
Hiss.
Its split tongue flickered.
AhâŠ.
âHm?â
Suddenly my head spun, and dizziness washed over me.
It seemed the stress had finally gotten to me.
The last thing I saw was the crown princeâs smiling face, which now looked like the grin of a demon.
Squeak.
And just like that, I fainted.
* * *
ââŠWell, this is unexpected.â
Crown Prince Shabelian stared into the cage with a baffled expression.
He gently poked the white weaselâs fluffy fur with his finger.
But the weasel didnât move.
âA creature that faints at the sight of its foodâŠâ
He let out a disbelieving chuckle.
Then he picked up the black snake from inside the cage and held it up in front of his eyes.
âWas it too big? Or was the prey too aggressive and startled it?â
Recalling the weaselâs ridiculous reaction made him laugh again as he placed the snake back into its box.
âIt definitely doesnât like reptiles.â
Shabelian carefully moved his pet weasel onto a soft, dedicated cushion.
âSo picky about both its name and its food.â
It sounded like a complaint, but warmth lingered in his voice.
His hand gently stroked the weaselâs soft white fur.
He had a faint worry that his first impression might already be terrible.
But he hoped that at least his touch might bring the weasel peaceful dreams.
For quite a while, he quietly stroked and patted its back.
It was a peaceful moment.
* * *
Ha. The more I think about it, the angrier I get.
The next morning, the moment I woke up, I decided I would bite the crown princeâs finger and run.
Preparing a snake for a meal I never even asked forâhow dare he!
ââŠHeâs not here.â
Only after scanning the room while fuming did I realize the crown prince was gone.
And apparently, while Iâd fainted, the night had passed and morning had come.
I clenched my fists and trembled with indignation.
Honestly, fainting at the sight of a snake was embarrassing enoughâŠ
But the bigger question returned to me.
Why was I here in the imperial palace, being treated like a pet and fainting in front of my food when I hadnât even gotten a single jewel yet?
I should have escaped under cover of darkness last night, just like when I first appeared in the night dew!
Then why on earth was I greeting a refreshing morning here?!
âWhy is the room so nice and cozy anyway?â
It was so cozy that it made me angry.
The creaky floors, the poor lighting, and the lack of soundproofing in my old roomâday or nightâwere nothing compared to this place.
This luxurious comfort twisted my stomach with envy.
âIf I just stole the jewels lying around here, I could live for monthsâ âŠHuh?â
Suddenly my eyes widened.
Whip. Whip.
My head turned quickly as my gaze swept across the room.
The ruby in the clockâhigh grade. The sapphire in the drawer handleâtop grade. The opal on that model shipâpremium quality!
Now that I looked closely, this place was a gold mine.
Jewels were practically scattered everywhere.
This was even richer than my looted vault!
Why hadnât I thought about stealing these before?
âHmmmâŠâ
The reason was simple.
I had a bigger target.
Obtaining âThe Tears of Cleiaâ was my true goal, so these smaller jewels hadnât even caught my eye.
âShould I just⊠take these?â
I hesitated.
Honestly, stealing from others wasnât something I liked.
But that crown prince had called me a pet and made me faintâso I did hold a bit of a grudge.
Wouldnât this be a good form of revenge?
At the very least, compensation for emotional damage!
âHmmm.â
But on the other hand, he had been the one who treated me after I fell down the stairs.
Even if I didnât like his reasons.
Anyway, even that girl Angel Choco only stole in the name of justice.
I didnât want to cowardly steal from someone who had helped me.
Like I said beforeâI was once a law-abiding and kind citizen.
ââŠBut would he notice if just one or two went missing?â
Of course, humans are weak in the face of greed.
So I decided to compromise.
Just one.
Letâs borrow a jewel. Iâll pay it back later with taxes.
After quickly settling my internal debate, I climbed onto the nearby side table.
Sure enough, even the middle of the quill pen lying on the table had a jewel embedded in it.
It was the perfect size to hold in my mouth.
Carefully, I pried it loose with my sharp claws.
Pop.
A shiny pearl came free.
Holding it in both hands, I smiled with satisfaction.
Once again, this wasnât stealing.
It was borrowing.
In my weasel form, I might get caught by the crown prince or the guards from yesterday.
So I planned to transform into a human and disguise myself as a maid to leave the palace.
âBon appĂ©tit.â
Crunch. Gulp.
The moment I swallowed the jewel, a refreshing sensation spread from the tips of my toes to the top of my head.
When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to my familiar human form.
âThis maid uniform should be right.â
Being able to transform while wearing the clothes I imagined was the result of years of practice with my beastman abilities.
Through the original novelâs storyline, I had learned that beastmen possessed special âabilitiesâ similar to magic.
So I managed to get my hands on books about beastmen and started studying them.
Eventually, I mastered the trick of creating clothes whenever I transformed.
Thanks to that, I had been freed from the pain of laundry for years and enjoyed a much more advanced lifestyle.
Of course, I wanted to learn more impressive abilities.
Something like super strength or healing powers would have been nice.
But unfortunately, the book I found was only a beginnerâs manual for everyday use.
Important knowledge like that would never be lying around in ordinary bookstores.
Books about beastmen were practically banned.
Finding even a beginnerâs lifestyle magic book in a dusty old secondhand shop had been lucky.
Anyway, thanks to my beastman abilities, I easily completed my maid disguise.
âThe jewel mustâve been high quality. I feel great.â
The better the jewel, the longer I could maintain my human form.
And todayâs pearl seemed to be at least high grade.
Energy filled my fingertips.
âAlright, letâs go.â
Stretching my arms, I headed for the door.
But on the way, something on the table caught my eye.
ââŠ.â
That box looked suspiciously like the one that had held the snake yesterday.
Cautiously, I approached it.
Slideâ
When I gently lifted the lidâ
âHisssââ
Clack!
I slammed the lid shut.
Itâs the same box as yesterday!
Pressing the lid tightly with both hands, I had no desire to relive that traumatic memory.
âWhew⊠Fine. You should go too. Whatâs the point of staying here? Youâll probably end up as someoneâs meal again.â
Even though it had caused me trauma, we had technically shared the same space.
So I decided to free the snake as well.
Carrying the box in my arms, I left the room.






