“It seems like His Lordship is paying a lot of attention to Miss Shuria.”
“Is that so?”
I scratched the back of my head and chuckled. Lumel mumbled while touching his chin.
“This might be… ”
“Yes?”
I asked again because I couldn’t hear the rest, but Lumel didn’t say it.
Lumel’s hazel eyes were strangely sparkling.
My first meeting with Asphayren was a failure in many ways.
But I can’t just sit down because of one embarrassing memory. I didn’t give up and tried several things that could showcase my competence.
First, agility.
“Puppies synchronize their breathing with their protector as they run and leap over obstacles. It’s great for improving a dog’s perception… Oops! Cutie! Sit! Wait! Don’t break it!”
Suddenly, a excited Cutie broke all the hurdles I had prepared before the training even properly began, resulting in a failure.
Second, tug-of-war.
“Your Lordship, this is called tug-of-war, where you play with the toy that the puppy is biting. It satisfies their hunting instincts and gives them a sense of accomplishment… Ouch. Oops, it’s torn already.”
All the toys were torn apart in seconds, another failure.
Third, frisbee.
“When you throw this disc, the pups will fetch it. Shall we start with Tiny first? Fetch it!… Tiny? Tiny, fetch it!… Huh, why is our Tiny suddenly not interested~.”
Tiny, who used to play enthusiastically when it was just the two of us, suddenly became shy with Asphayren around, resulting in a failure.
Finally, nose work.
This time, I brought a piece of scrap cloth and even made a nose work mat myself.
The unique appearance of the mat, my plausible praise for nose work, and our ever-enthusiastic Three-Mama following along – everything was perfectly prepared.
And so, I had no doubt that this time would be a success…
“Now, I’ve hidden treats, so let’s… Awesome, find… Ugh?! Cutie? I’m sure I isolated you!… Oh my, you broke the fence!”
During Awesome’s nose work training, Cutie, who had been waiting, couldn’t resist and rushed in, resulting in another failure!
All failures, one after another.
And at the end of each “training session with His Lordship,” our Asphayren always conveyed the same message with his expression.
“What on earth does he want to do?”
Every time that happened, there was only one thought in my mind.
My grand plan, to demonstrate competence to Asphayren and build trust.
It has completely fallen apart.
“Ugh…….”
I placed a bench in front of the fence and sat down, combing Awesome’s fur. Every time I recalled my past meetings with Asphayren, a deep sigh escaped me.
“What should I do… Huh? Awesome, what should I do?”
“Meow.”
It seemed like Awesome was trying to comfort me, as he got up and licked my face. I couldn’t help but chuckle. Such a little cutie.
Yes, just sitting like this won’t bring about any change. I should find a new approach at times like this. What other suitable training methods are there? Or should I retry what failed before?
‘Emphasizing how much the kids have improved…’
I was deeply lost in thought when someone tapped the fence I was leaning on.
“Miss Shuria!”
“Surprise!”
I turned my head, my shoulders shaking with excitement, and saw many familiar faces. I got up from my seat with a hearty laugh.
“Knights! What brings you here?”
“Good afternoon, Miss Shuria. We stopped by while passing by.”
Six knights, dressed in their armored uniforms, greeted me warmly from the other side of the fence. They were Asphayren’s personal guards, whom I had encountered occasionally while taking Three-Mama for a walk.
In the midst of them stood the commander of the Second Guard, Sir Tylis Garta, who squinted one eye and said, “Miss Shuria.”
Among them stood Tylis Garta, the commander of the Second Guard, who spoke with a slight squint in one eye.
“Those fellows just came without any thought, and I hurried here from the Enchanted Forest as soon as I heard a deep sigh from Shuria the sheep. What’s going on?”
She and I met almost every time I went for a walk, and she even occasionally visited the ranch, so we were particularly close.
But even so, it’s not easy to win the Duke’s heart, it sounds a bit strange to admit, doesn’t it?
I extended my hand. “Thank you for your concern. But it’s nothing serious.”
“They say that sharing difficult and sad things makes them lighter. By any chance, are those cuties not listening to you?”
Tylis Garta chuckled when she saw Awesome snuggled up beside me. Awesome turned his head quietly, prompting hearty laughter from everyone, including Tylis.
Other knights who had been quietly listening to Tylis and me chimed in, “If you ever need our help, please don’t hesitate to ask. We’re here to assist you anytime!”
It was a reassuring statement. In Loarkin, there are truly good-hearted people.
I expressed my gratitude for the knights’ kindness. “I’ll keep that in mind! Don’t pretend you don’t remember next time, okay?”
“Of course!”
It was a comforting statement. In Loarkin, there were truly good-hearted people.
I expressed my gratitude for the knights’ kindness.
“I will, don’t worry! But next time, please remember, okay?”
“Of course!”
“If you allow us to help, we would be sincerely delighted. I actually admire Shuria the sheep.”
One of the knights, blushing, continued speaking while brushing the back of their head.
“You tamed a monster like that, it’s truly impressive.”
Receiving such praise amid a series of failures made me feel a bit awkward. I smiled proudly and petted Awesome’s fur.
“Impressive, you say? It’s not like that. These little ones are so clever and gentle that I don’t really have to do much…”
“Well, Shuria the sheep. It’s amazing how they’re so kind and obedient. It seems like they unconsciously think of those guys as ordinary dogs, but they’re monsters, not regular dogs.”
Tylis Garta remarked, her words stinging like a hammer to my head.
With that statement, I felt a shock as if I had been hit in the head with a mallet.
“Not regular dogs…”
Ah.
I jumped up from my seat.
“I got it!”
“Huh? What’s going on?”
“Thank you, everyone! Thanks to you, I’ve found the solution! I have something urgent to attend to, so I’ll be off!”
I left the bewildered knights and Sammumma behind and dashed out of the ranch.
Finally, I knew what I was lacking and what I needed to do!
Male lead Asks for a Divorce Every Day
It’s not often you come across a plot like this in the female-dominant genre — make sure to check it out!
This is a novel I’m planning to reread as well.
The male lead is strong, skilled in martial arts, and not the usual fragile type you often see in matriarchal novels.
Meanwhile, the female lead is a scientist—rational and logical. Even when she falls for the male lead, she doesn’t let her emotions cloud her decisions.
If you push through the first few chapters, you’ll gradually find the story really intriguing.
It has a mix of mystery, detective elements, and romance.
The author’s writing style is like crafting a puzzle—except they deliberately leave out a few pieces, making it hard to predict what happens next, yet keeping you hooked.
In the end, everything will come together and be explained.
One-sentence summary: Wife, stop playing with beakers and look at me!
In a laboratory accident, research scientist Zhu Wansheng accidentally travels to a matriarchal world. The original owner of the body is an eighteen-year-old only daughter of a wealthy rouge merchant, already married with a handsome young man.
Zhu Wansheng grins: Nice! She always said she was heaven’s favorite granddaughter. After a life of toil in her previous life, she can enjoy blessings in this one.
However, her joy lasts no more than three seconds as bad news arrives: the original owner’s family is about to go bankrupt, and her husband wants a divorce.
Even worse, she’s stuck with a research system full of restrictions.
Zhu Wansheng: ? Is this the destiny of a research dog?
——
Faced with this mess, Zhu Wansheng pours herself a bowl of wine to drown her sorrows. In her drunken haze, her husband arrives.
His figure is imposing, holding a long sword, with a dignified air that captivates Zhu Wansheng.
Gu Yingqing, however, looks at the alcohol-reeking Zhu Wansheng with undisguised disgust and coldly asks, “Divorce or not?” The intoxicated Zhu Wansheng mumbles vaguely, “I think… it’s not… it’s not… impossible!”
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The next day, after sobering up, Zhu Wansheng is full of energy, rolling up her sleeves ready to make a big move. As for yesterday? She has no memory of it.
Zhu Wansheng is ambitious; a research dog fears nothing!
Upgrading rouge, extracting fragrances, producing perfumes, researching lipsticks… all shall bow to the power of modern technology!
The original owner’s dying rouge shop is revitalized. Her mother is pleased and with a wave of her hand, passes on the family business to her. As she takes control and her experimental results gain popularity, it’s the pinnacle of her life…
——
But there are always those who can’t stand to see her doing well. Jealousy, scheming, assassination attempts – they want nothing less than her life.
The person who has always kept his distance from her suddenly holds her tightly in his arms, eyes full of concern.
She is unharmed, but he falls into a pool of blood…
Zhu Wansheng feels guilty, “I can grant you one wish.”
Gu Yingqing tentatively circles his arms around her, carefully resting his head in the crook of her neck, pleading softly, “I regret it. Can we not divorce?”
Zhu Wansheng: ? When did I agree to a divorce?
[Small Theater]
The newly developed rouge is beautifully packaged, and Zhu Wansheng is eager to try it.
Gu Yingqing suddenly appears: “My lady, may I apply it for you?”
Cool fingertips lightly brush her lips. His Adam’s apple bobs as he leans in for a light bite.
Zhu Wansheng: ?
Gu Yingqing: It smells so good, I wanted to taste it…
On a warm spring day, Zhu Wansheng tries a new perfume: “Spring Night.” Gu Yingqing corners her against a wall.
Warm breath lingers on her neck.
“My lady, from now on, may I test the fragrances for you?”
[Humorous female scientist vs scheming live-in son-in-law male lead]
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