What to do if it stays in the human world until summer in this condition?
It might increasingly melt into a liquid form. They might even have to carry Pythons, transformed thus, in a bottle.
“Miss is worried. Hang in there, peanut.”
[You, you dare call me by that ridiculous name again!]Caw!
Annoyed by Zed’s words, Pythons let out a threatening sound and raised its upper body, but soon fell back again, sticking to the cushion as one.
[Oh my, I’m dying.]“Zed Treang. You know Miss Squirrel hates that word, yet you always say it like that.”
“It’s cute when it gets mad. How does it understand that it’s a teasing word?”
Zed playfully lifted Pythons’ arm and dropped it. Pythons’ whiskers trembled helplessly.
‘How can I deal with this pathetic guy.’
Anna looked at her brother with a stern eye, then asked Liche, who was looking worriedly at Pythons between herself and Zed,
“Miss, haven’t you named the squirrel yet? You said you were considering it last time.”
“Oh, that’s…….”
Liche tilted her head to look at Anna. The gentle smile seemed to be asking without any real meaning, but Liche was slightly flustered.
[You know? My true name should not be revealed to others.]Coincidentally, Pythons, who had heard Anna’s words, spoke in Liche’s mind.
The names of the great stars had various effects, one of which was that the location of the speaker was exposed to the star bearing the name the moment the true name was uttered.
[So if the name gets known, it’s very annoying. It feels like I’m shouting, ‘I’m here,’ from all sides.]The reason Pythons didn’t tell Liche the names of other great stars was a little different but in a similar context.
It didn’t want to reveal its location and the location of Lertium to a great star that might have come to the human world, as felt in Trapet’s costume room.
If either Liche or Pythons said the name, the location would be exposed.
‘Are you thinking about the squirrel’s name now?’
‘It’s cute. It’s good you didn’t follow the head of the family.’
Anna and Zed silently watched Liche’s contemplative expression with warmth.
But unlike the tranquility of the two, Liche’s mind was very busy.
‘So what shall I call it?’
[Just name it anything casually.]‘It’s your name, isn’t it?’
[Yes. Anything’s fine. Just not Peanut.]After saying this, Pythons groaned, as if it had no more energy to talk.
‘Even if you say anything’s fine….’
How could she just name it anything?
Remembering the excitement of the day before receiving a name from Blake, she felt she had to name it more carefully.
Liche thought quietly, so Pythons couldn’t hear.
‘Should I name it something that fits a squirrel? Since its original name is Pythons, Py, …….’
“Miss, how about just calling it Peanut?”
At Zed’s sudden suggestion, she quickly shook her head and said.
Peanut was not allowed. Pythons said so.
“No, no! It’s Pecan!”
[……You named it too casually. Damn it.]Realizing that the origin of the name was the pecan pie she ate yesterday, Pythons murmured weakly.
The Treang siblings had found the source as well.
Jedd burst into laughter at the name similar to a peanut, and Anna said she would serve pecan pie for dessert that evening.
Soon after, Jedd and Anna briefly left their seats for their respective tasks. In the room, only Pythons and Leche remained.
“Sorry.”
Leche quietly apologized to Pythons, who was still lying down.
“I should have thought of a cooler name.”
Suggesting that they change the name, Leche recited a list of names that came to mind.
When she had said about ten, Pythons jumped up from his seat.
“It won’t do!”
“You don’t like any of them?”
“What? The name? I don’t care about that at all.”
Pythons spoke to Leche, supporting his swaying body with two legs.
“Let’s go.”
“Where?”
“The forest of beasts.”
I can’t stand being in the human world any longer.
Pythons retched, nearly vomiting.
(This is a time separator.)
It was customary for the Roxha Empire to host a hunting festival on the eve of the founding festival.
Only the royal family and the four duke families participated. The winner would be rewarded in front of the citizens at the founding festival the next day, a kind of show of power.
Accordingly, the spectators were mostly highranking nobles, and naturally, the hunting festival became a place for their unity.
The families’ tents were pitched at the entrance of the forest where the hunting festival was held. Socializing among the nobles took place actively in each tent.
But unlike other tents, there was a desolate tent, despite having an owner.
“Look there.”
“Duke Lodwick is alone.”
It was the Lodwick family’s.
“He didn’t bring that famous commoner princess, I see.”
“He adopted a commoner to keep the emperor in check. Lodwick’s reputation isn’t good, after all. Trying to win the hearts of the commoners for nothing. Useless.”
“The reputation of an assassin family is never good. The current Duke Lodwick said it would end with him, but where would the karma built over generations go?”
Yet it was ironic that the topic of bustling tents was all about Lodwick.
“……”
Blake, at the center of the topic, was sitting under the shade, waiting boringly for the start of the hunting festival.
“Shall we go talk to him while he’s alone?”
“Forget it. Unless you want to die from catching his eye.”
“Still as beautiful as ever. Such a figure and dying young. It’s a shame.”
“What else would they say? That the able bought appearance with lifespan.”
Blake was expressionless, but that did not mean he did not hear the surrounding conversation.
Shoga, the captain of the family’s guard, whispered from inside the tent, in the darkness.
“Shall we warn him?”
Blake waved his hand, signaling not to bother.
“Understood.”
About that time, a neat and handsome man with skyblue hair in his early thirties visited Lodwick’s tent.
It was Duke Hibetzman, as noble as his cold appearance and his abilities.
“It’s nice here, so quiet.”
The cool air stirred slightly.
Blake gave a slight nod. Duke Hibetzman scanned the tent and asked.
“Your son?”
“Strolling. He said he doesn’t like it here because there are too many people.”
“As always.”
Duke Hibetzman replied and sat down in the empty seat next to Blake.
“Did you see? The royal family brought wizards, too. They seem to be biting this year.”
At those words, Blake’s red eyes reached the three wizards standing outside the royal family’s tent.
The wizards turned their eyes when they met his gaze.
It doesn’t matter.
Blake, with a slight chuckle, saw another tent.
In front of the tent stood a large wolf and a boy about 14 years old.
“Only the eldest son from Serdiya came?”
“Ah, Serdiya. The second son is ill.”
“Really?”
The second son, who was an ability user, did not attend.
It seemed more likely that he couldn’t come due to the eldest son’s restraint rather than being sick.
Blake nodded as if he understood and asked no more.
“Only one ability user is there, too.”
Duke Hibetzman pointed to another nobleman talking with someone.
The glaring sunlight did not suit the blond man at all.
It was Gerwer Duke.
Though he was not someone that Blake felt like talking about, he continued the conversation out of courtesy.
“Didn’t bring your son again this year? It’s been a few years since I heard he manifested as a talent, but I’ve never seen him. How old was he?”
“Eight years old. …But Blake. Gerwer Duke has been acting strangely lately.”
“The things he does, always like that.”
“No. Stranger than usual.”
Duke Hivetsman said in a quiet voice.
“He’s been going around the slave market.”
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!”
——
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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