Don't Touch My Thorn (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 10
So I’m the one who’s supposedly more dangerous than Rodrio and must be eliminated?
“Deal with the White Tiger, and if possible, get rid of Cecilia Erizo too.”
No way! I’m someone whose only dream is to keep this one life alive! Why on earth am I considered more of a threat than Rodrio?
As I fumed inwardly at the injustice, it suddenly occurred to me—maybe that’s why Idrish didn’t kill me either. Was it because I’m somehow important?
But then again, there’s never been a hedgehog beastkin in any novel I’ve read.
“We’ll start the plan first thing tomorrow. We’ll have to lure them into the forest.”
As he said this, Ozar handed over an object tightly wrapped in black cloth.
“Yes.”
After that, I waited until the sounds had completely faded before slowly emerging from the pile of garbage.
My whole body reeked of trash, but that didn’t matter.
“Hah, so the Servian family wants me dead too, even if I don’t know why? They’ve gone off right now to kill both me and Rodrio?”
A sigh of despair and helplessness escaped me.
It wasn’t a big problem—I’d already escaped. Just moments ago, Ozar hadn’t even recognized my face.
I planned to board the train and cross the sea to another country.
But Rodrio was going to die without a chance.
I kicked an innocent pebble rolling on the ground. My heart was troubled.
Rodrio’s voice kept echoing in my ears. With every step I took, my feet grew heavier.
“No. I still have to leave.”
What could a tiny hedgehog like me possibly do? I had no confidence I could save Rodrio or stop the villain’s evil schemes.
That’s just Rodrio’s fate—fate…
Deep inside, my heart ached. Every time Rodrio’s cheerful face came to mind, I squeezed my eyes shut. I kept telling myself not to think of him—he was just a minor character in a novel.
And so I spent a restless night.
Miraculously, I didn’t run into Idrish again, and the train departure time drew near.
I gripped my ticket tightly and moved my heavy feet.
Just as originally planned, I would leave. No other thoughts allowed…
I hid in a small alley in front of the train station, watching for movement.
There were as many people as yesterday.
‘Still, someone as huge as Idrish should stand out. There’s no way his size could go unnoticed.’
Yet, strangely, I couldn’t see anyone that large.
Boooong.
The horn signaling five minutes until departure blared. I checked that my pockets were secure inside my clothes and pulled my hat down low.
I’d run faster than anyone else. I just needed to get on the train before anyone saw me.
I’d forget everything that happened here. Idrish… and Rodrio too.
My heart pounded wildly.
One, two, three! Run!
…That’s what I thought, but for some reason, my body wouldn’t move. I turned my heavy body around.
At the far end of the alley stood a massive black figure. And that black figure was slowly approaching me.
Damn it—it was Idrish!
Wearing a black hood and cloak, Idrish looked even larger than usual. At a glance, he resembled a bear. He walked toward me silently, step by heavy step, radiating overwhelming pressure—as if a living shadow were advancing.
I knew I had to run, yet somehow I couldn’t move a muscle. Before I realized it, Idrish loomed over me like a great wall and lightly grabbed me by the scruff of my neck.
“Wrapped up tight with rope, wrapped up tight with rope.”
I hummed a mysterious tune that popped into my head. Sure, Idrish glared at me with a strange look, but so what? I was already caught—why should I care about your mood!
“Hey, you do realize this counts as kidnapping, right?”
“So you’re going to report me?”
“There’s nothing stopping me.”
Idrish’s lips curled into a crooked smile.
“Go ahead. If you can escape.”
With those words, Idrish finished tying the ropes tightly around my body.
Then he dragged me into an unfamiliar building.
“Aaah!”
I was tossed lightly onto a bed. It seemed to be a shabby lodging with one old bed and a single bathroom. Idrish locked the wooden door.
“What do you even want with me, dragging me to a place like this? Honestly.”
No reply came. This wasn’t good.
“Hey! So why exactly did you kidnap me?”
“Are you still acting, little hedgehog?”
“What even is ‘little hedgehog’? I just ran away because I was scared of your huge self chasing me!”
“It’s late. We’ll stay here tonight and return tomorrow.”
After saying that, Idrish lay down on the bed, propped his head on his arm, and closed his eyes.
Oh, so you’re going to ignore me completely? Fine. I never expected my flimsy excuses would work anyway.
“You really are impossible to talk to…”
As I said this, I quickly scanned my surroundings. This was the second floor, and there was a window facing the street. Tied up like this, escape seemed impossible—but if I could just get these ropes off, maybe I could slip out through the window.
“Look, I’m actually quite clean. I can’t sleep unless I wash up—what should I do? I know my current beggar-like appearance doesn’t make that believable, but that’s all because you chased me! Come to think of it, I had to buy a new hat because of you—I’ll have to ask you to reimburse me later.”
Idrish cracked one eye open and shot me a sidelong glance.
“No, seriously… could you untie me a bit?”
I expected to be ignored again, but surprisingly, he sat up. The bed, seemingly filled entirely by Idrish alone, groaned loudly in protest.
Idrish approached me. Even in human form, he was so tall I had to crane my neck sharply upward to look at him.
He raised a hand as big as a pot lid. I squeezed my eyes shut. But then I felt the ropes loosening around my body.
He’s really untying me so easily? Does he have that much confidence?
Idrish then jerked his chin toward the bathroom.
“Oh, I need to wash up quickly. I feel so grimy. Thanks for untying me!”
Before he could change his mind, I hurried into the bathroom.
Stepping into the cramped, run-down bathroom, I splashed water onto the floor. While making noise with the water, I also scouted my escape route.
There wasn’t a window as large as the one in the room—just a small one for ventilation—but for me, that was enough.
Why? Because I’m a small animal!
Of course, there was a good chance Idrish would catch me again, but at this point, I couldn’t afford to be picky. I’d already been caught after trying to escape—it seemed my fate was to be skinned alive anyway, so I might as well take the risk.
I stacked an overturned water bucket beneath the windowsill.
Then I transformed into a hedgehog and climbed forcefully onto the sill.
Wow, this is so scary.
It was too dark below to see clearly.
I won’t die, right?
I nudged the clothes I’d placed earlier on the sill with my foot.
Thud.
They fell with a soft sound—not from a great height, it seemed.
Alright. I’m going. This time, it’s a real escape.
Hoo… ha… hoo… ha…
I took a deep breath.
Then I curled into a tight ball—hedgehog mode—and hurled myself out. My body went into freefall.
Whooaaa!
I felt the fierce wind rushing between my spines. The strange, weightless sensation was utterly unpleasant. I wished desperately for this moment to end—yet at the same time, I feared hitting the ground so much that I wished it wouldn’t end.
Please land on my clothes—don’t let it hurt…
Poof.
I’d expected pain, but instead, my landing was surprisingly soft and cushioned.
“Where do you think you’re going now?”
Damn it.
Even in the darkness, Idrish’s golden-yellow eyes gleamed brightly.
He was wearing the clothes I’d thrown down earlier, draped over his head.
I’d lost both the strength and will to resist further and went limp in Idrish’s grip.
Idrish tossed me into the bathroom and threw a large piece of cloth over me.
“It’s made from your spines. Put it on and come out. No more running.”
With a heart full of tears, I transformed back into human form and fumbled to put on the clothes lying on the floor.
“Now that you’ve seen me as a hedgehog, there’s no denying it anymore.”
Though Idrish had never truly believed me before, having solid proof was a whole different matter.
“This attempt really was too reckless.”
But regretting it now was too late. My mind must’ve been completely scrambled earlier from panic—why did I even try that spot!
Ugh.
A sigh escaped me. What do I do now? How can I possibly survive?
As I worried, I neatly tied the ribbon at my waist.
The dress fit me perfectly, as if tailored precisely to my measurements.
It was a long ankle-length dress, lined with soft white cotton inside and overlaid with a green silk overskirt—clearly expensive at first glance.
“My spines are woven into this?”
That meant I could stay clothed whether I transformed into a hedgehog or back into a human.
I tested it—turning into a hedgehog, then back into a human.
Unlike before, I didn’t revert to my original naked state.
“Wow, I won’t have to worry about running around naked anymore!”
This gave me a real advantage. When escaping from Idrish, I could switch between hedgehog and human forms…
Ah. But I’m already caught.
I slumped my shoulders and pushed open the bathroom door with no energy left.
Idrish was standing there, polishing his sword.
“Have you finally given up on running away?”
Wait, why are you suddenly polishing your sword…?
You wouldn’t use it on me, would you? After going through all this trouble to catch me, you wouldn’t just casually chop off my head, right?
But I had to consider all possibilities.
I walked as quietly as possible to the bed and sat down. My long hair, reaching just past my hips, spilled over the worn sheets, their seams fraying in places.
“I won’t run away anymore.”
“Why not?”
“Because you’ll just catch me again anyway.”
Idrish smiled. He sheathed his sword and finished tidying up.
Then he slowly walked toward me.
I swallowed hard and steeled myself.
Ex-husband Wants Reconciliation
One-line summary: Chasing the wife to the crematorium (making an effort to attract someone who has become indifferent), the female lead doesn’t look back, the second male lead takes the position.
Intro:
To repay the kindness of the older generation, Su Mu crossed into a female-dominated world and became a live-in daughter-in-law of the Yan family, single-handedly saving the Yan family from fire and water.
But her husband, Yan Jiyue, the eldest son of the Yan family, treated her with sarcasm and never showed her a good face.
It wasn’t until after Su Mu’s death that this pampered and arrogant young master shed a few fake tears and pretended to want to die for love.
This life’s kindness was enough. If there was a next life, she would definitely kick Yan Jiyue away.
Who knew that the heavens would be so kind as to allow her to be reborn, returning to the time when she had just married into the Yan family.
Su Mu glanced at the Yan eldest son, who still spoke coldly to her, and threw a divorce letter in front of him.
“Let’s divorce!”
***
Yan Jiyue never imagined that he would be reborn. He happily went to find Su Mu, wanting to make up for the mistakes he had made in his ignorant youth.
Wasn’t the reason the heavens allowed him to be reborn to let him reconcile with Su Mu?
But when he pushed open the door to Su Mu’s room, the person lying on the bed was another man.
Su Mu’s personal attendant, Xie Yi.
Yan Jiyue hated him so much that his teeth itched. In front of Su Mu, Xie Yi was a gentle and considerate whisperer of sweet nothings, but in reality, he was vicious-hearted and deliberately sabotaged their husband and wife relationship.
In the previous life, it was he who secretly hid in Su Mu’s coffin and committed suicide, stealing a step ahead of him to be buried with Su Mu.
Yan Jiyue’s eyes were filled with hatred as he cursed, “What kind of thing are you? Your background is lowly, what right do you have to occupy Su Mu?”
Xie Yi looked at the sleeping Su Mu and no longer pretended to be a whisperer of sweet nothings.
He proudly stuck out his belly, “I have the right because my belly is capable of giving the Wife-master a daughter.”
***
Yan Jiyue was consumed with jealousy. He spread rumors that Xie Yi had once been branded with the mark of a “harlot” on his chest.
But on the night Xie Yi cut off the flesh bearing that mark, Su Mu suddenly realized something was amiss.
“How did you know the exact moment I was poisoned? And why did you show up a month early?”
Xie Yi remained silent, blood from his wound soaking through his robes. His sapphire eyes brimmed with anguish – or was it just a flawless act?
Between a once-arrogant husband now seeking redemption, and a gentle soul willing to die for her – who truly held the darkest secrets? And could it be that Su Mu and Yan Jiyue weren’t the only ones given a second chance at life…?
[Reading Guide]
1. True divorce, chasing the wife to the crematorium, the female lead doesn’t look back, the male lead is Xie Yi.
2. The ex-husband did not cheat, he just realized too late and didn’t realize that he liked the female lead.
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Oh, the situation is so funny, he’s treating him like a horse, “Go, my horse!” 😂😂