The secretary doubted his own ears. Turning to Hadal with a look of confusion, he questioned, “Ink stains on the marble will become permanent if not cleaned quickly, won’t they?”
However, Hadal’s response remained the same, “Just leave it.”
“Yes,” the secretary agreed reluctantly, muttering under his breath about how the stoat must have completely enchanted the Grand Duke.
‘Is it really true?’
It was strange for Hadal, who usually kept to himself, to behave like this. No matter what the secretary thought, Hadal slowly followed the small footprints to his desk, where documents lay. They seemed slightly different from when he had left them earlier.
‘Whose handwriting is this?’
Frowning, Hadal picked up the paper and asked the secretary in a puzzled tone, “Has someone new started preparing my documents recently?”
“No, the staff at the office remains the same. Why do you ask?”
“It seems the handwriting has changed. This script is unfamiliar to me.”
The secretary, examining the document closer, adjusted his glasses and furrowed his brows, “Indeed, this is a very old-fashioned script. Such a trailing style of writing disappeared about 100 years ago…”
“Hmm.”
The thought of a century-old script style piqued Hadal’s curiosity. As he pondered, the secretary asked cautiously, “Should we look into this?”
“No, it’s fine.”
The secretary might not have noticed, but Hadal saw something else.
‘The errors have been corrected.’
He had planned to scold someone for the slightly incorrect arithmetic in this document, but now it was flawlessly corrected.
‘Who could it be?’
The trail of tiny footprints led to the trash can under the desk. Inside, the original document was crumpled up.
‘Could it be?’
At that moment, only one being came to mind as the possible corrector. All evidence, including the footprints, pointed to him.
‘Clever, yes, but can it write?’
The idea of an animal capable of writing was beyond just being smart or cute.
‘It might actually be a monster.’
A creature he might have to kill to protect this land.
“…”
“Why, Your Highness?”
“It’s nothing.”
As the thought crossed his mind, Hadal instinctively clutched the document tightly, almost crumpling it and risking it catching fire.
As he carefully flattened it out, he noticed a tiny flower.
‘A flower.’
A very small, slightly torn wildflower that seemed to be plucked in a hurry.
‘Qiqiu.’
It was a gift from his stoat.
A month had quickly passed since I, the stoat, found refuge with Hadal.
Waking up late, I found Hadal had already left for sword training. I leisurely washed up in bed without water.
‘My fur seems softer.’
Eating well and sleeping in a warm place naturally improved my fur’s quality.
‘But the better my fur gets, the more people will covet it, won’t they?’
I couldn’t live in fear of being caught forever.
So, I decided to prove that I was more than just a pretty fur.
‘It’s a busy life, trying to please Hadal.’
My daily routine went like this:
Sleeping in late in the morning (stoats are nocturnal, so it’s inevitable)
Cleaning Hadal’s room after a late breakfast
Visiting the kitchen (snacks are a bonus)
Certainly, here’s the English translation of the Korean paragraph you provided, following your guidelines:
Hadel cleaned the study while Hadel worked.
Reading a book in the library until dinner.
Having dinner and chatting with Hadel.
Now it’s time for bed.
“But today, I woke up earlier than usual.”
Normally, I wake up to the sound of Hadel bathing or the sound of the butler pulling a cart.
“I think I went to bed a little earlier yesterday.”
At night, I usually chat with Hadel before falling asleep, but yesterday, I fell asleep early because Hadel put me in his shirt.
“Hadel’s embrace is excessively warm.”
I still melted like cheese when I touched Hadel’s flame.
“But I’ve learned a lot from staying here for a month.”
First, I can absorb Hadel’s mana.
It wasn’t my imagination that it got warmer when I licked my fingers last time. I was able to absorb Hadel’s mana through more intimate contact.
“It seems my ability to absorb mana is the same as before, even though I thought my heart was broken.”
From just physical contact to licking fingers or gnawing, the amount of mana I could absorb varied.
Perhaps, if I made more contact, I could absorb more mana, but… “It’s impossible. It’s impossible. Completely impossible.”
Just crawling into Hadel’s shirt and sticking to his bare skin was dense enough. To have closer contact than this? I can’t do it.
“That would be disrespectful to Hadel.”
Anyway, I didn’t try any further contact. Maybe if I did, I would succeed.
Secondly, through that contact, I absorbed Hadel’s mana, and Hadel felt more comfortable.
“That’s fortunate.”
Hadel, who had suffered from mana overproduction even before, seemed to be greatly helped by me stealing his mana bit by bit. Recently, when he had a fever or felt uncomfortable, he would often pull me close.
Male lead says he’s pregnant — and it’s female lead’s child
Something seems a bit off about this world.
Wang Zhao thought as she watched a pregnant man walking towards her…
Intro
Female lead finds herself in a world where the men who possess the ability to bear children.
As she navigates this unfamiliar reality, she is caught off guard by the sudden appearance of her boyfriend, who reveals that he is pregnant.
Is this truly her boyfriend?
Why can’t she recall any details about their time together?
She begins to doubt whether the child her boyfriend is carrying is even hers.
Is there a hidden reason behind her amnesia, or could it be a side effect of her sudden arrival in this strange new world?
Just when it seems the protagonist’s life couldn’t become any more entangled, her ex-boyfriend makes an unexpected appearance, raising questions about the protagonist’s past.
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