Young Master, Please Put Some Pants On! - Chapter 1

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Prologue+Chapter 1

Didn’t someone say long ago? That even if you enter a tiger’s den, you’ll survive if you keep your wits about you. Honestly, where would you find a tiger’s den in this day and age? I thought it was just a metaphorical expression meaning you could overcome any difficult situation… That’s what I believed until about thirty minutes ago.

‘Th-this is a real tiger…’

To be precise, it was a tiger beastkin. Mellis, with her head deeply bowed, gulped nervously. The one they called a golden tiger beastkin truly had an overwhelming presence and intimidating aura. This was Duke Severus, the owner of this manor and the very person who had plunged her into terror.

Humans and beastkin must not discriminate against each other.

He boldly violated Article 1 of Continental Law and was a human-hater who executed countless humans who invaded his territory. The fact that he looked at humans like insects was something even street children knew, and that Duke Severus was now standing before Mellis.

But that wasn’t all. Eagles, deer, weasels, and so on. The various ears and tails of countless beastkin filled her vision chaotically, making her mind dizzy.

Somehow, Mellis found herself sitting dazedly in the middle of the tiger’s den—no, Duke Severus’s Mansion. Fortunately for her misfortune, no one was paying attention to her. Everyone’s focus was on the young child who had returned home after a week.

“Waaaah, I was wrong! I won’t cause trouble ever again!”

Even while everyone was swept up in the emotion of reunion, Mellis kept her head deeply bowed, simply waiting for this situation to end quickly. She held onto the hope that if she didn’t say anything, these people might forget about her existence.

“Brother, I have a favor to ask.”

The child who had dragged her here, Garulus, suddenly stopped crying and spoke in a bright voice. The noisy hall instantly fell silent.

“Alright. Just tell me. What favor?”

What broke that silence was the Duke’s low bass voice that seemed to echo from a cave. Just hearing his voice alone, Mellis could imagine her own head dropping cleanly from a guillotine.

Unable to even dare meet his gaze, Mellis squeezed her eyes shut as if to bury her head in the ground.

“I’d like you to make Mellis my nanny.”

“What?”

However, Garulus’s single statement was enough to make Mellis lift her head, which had been about to fall to the ground. And at that moment, she met dozens of eyes looking at her.

She had never received this much attention in her life. Even when she slipped in the Academy cafeteria and got covered in leftover food, it probably wasn’t this bad.

“Mellis, you mean that woman you brought with you?”

“Yes. She’s a sheep beastkin. A sheep beastkin! But she said she had nowhere to stay, so I told her to live at our house!”

Just as tears were about to well up from Garulus’s consideration in deliberately emphasizing the words “sheep beastkin,” the Duke’s cold golden eyes fixed on her.

Under that cold gaze, Mellis’s heart pounded incomparably faster than before. Please, she desperately prayed and prayed again that the Duke would reject that ridiculous proposal.

“Well, if that’s what you want, Garulus, there’s nothing wrong with it.”

“Wow! Thank you! Mellis, did you hear? Now we can keep living together!”

Unlike the excited Garulus, Duke Severus had already completely wiped the smile from his lips.

Cold eyes that didn’t match his gentle voice from moments before were fixed intently on Mellis.

“Before that, I need to hear what kind of tricks she used to capture my brother’s heart.”

Unable to withstand the pressure any longer, Mellis collapsed to the floor. Even as her vision became hazy, she could only hope and hope again that all of this was just a dream.

“No, this can’t be…”

Because Mellis Portier was an ordinary human disguised as a beastkin.

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So, to tell the story of how Mellis walked into the tiger’s den herself, we need to go back about a week.

Baron Portier’s Estate in the Tarin Kingdom. Born as the legitimate daughter of a small noble family located in a corner of a rural village in a small kingdom, she lived what people commonly call a troubled life.

Her mother who passed away early from chronic illness, her father’s immediate remarriage, and a stepmother who felt nothing but strange. And not long after, her father who died in an accident.

After that, her stepmother’s mistreatment and neglect began as if it were only natural.

About ten years had passed since then. Now, like other women who shared a similar fate, she was facing an arranged marriage with a partner chosen by her mother.

Usually, these cases fall into two categories. Either you reluctantly proceed with the arranged marriage only to fall in love at first sight because your partner turns out to be incredibly handsome, or you meet a wealthy old man with a taste for women and your second hell begins.

“…Hic, Miss. The preparations are all finished.”

Just from the reaction of the maid who had helped with her appearance, it was clear that Mellis unfortunately fell into the latter category.

“…”

She looked at her reflection in the mirror. With her bright golden hair pinned up high and dressed in a pure white Veil and Wedding Dress, she looked incredibly beautiful even to herself. No matter how she thought about it, wasn’t her beauty too precious to waste on becoming the second concubine of a man approaching fifty?

“How could someone as wonderful as you, Miss, go to Lord Gazet…”

“It can’t be helped. This is for the family.”

“Our poor Miss!”

When a bitter smile appeared on her lips, the maid who had been watching couldn’t hold back any longer and burst into tears.

“Listen, could you step out for a moment? I want to gather my thoughts alone one last time…”

“Yes, don’t worry.”

Today was the last day Mellis would stay in this place. As her gaze, filled with affection, slowly swept around the room, the maid readily stepped aside as if she fully understood.

“…”

After confirming the door had closed, Mellis quickly pressed her ear against the corridor side. As she narrowed her eyes and focused on the situation outside, she soon heard shuffling footsteps and the sound of presence moving away.

Confident that the maid had moved far enough away, she hurriedly ran toward the window. The time given to her would be at most about 5 minutes.

How hard had she worked to act like a gentle and obedient person for this day. The hardships of the past few months flashed clearly before her eyes. When she opened the tightly locked window, cold wind came rushing in.

“Ugh…”

Since it was still early spring, the weather was colder than expected. However, Mellis didn’t care and pulled out a large box she had hidden under the bed.

From the day the marriage proposal with Lord Gazet had been discussed, or rather, precisely from when she had decided to escape this damned household, she had been sneaking in and out of the laundry room like a little mouse, collecting Cloth bit by bit.

“This seems more doable than I thought?”

After tying one end firmly to the foot of the bed and throwing the rest out the window, it almost reached the ground. It was worth staying up every night sewing and connecting the pieces of Cloth together.

“Wow…”

Although she had been prepared, Mellis’s room was quite high up. The thought that she might not be able to pick up her bones if she slipped sent chills down her neck. True to Mellis’s reputation for being timid, her heart was already starting to pound frantically.

After hesitating for a moment, she closed her eyes tightly and recalled Lord Gazet’s appearance. His round body that looked like it might roll away at any moment, his shiny bald head gleaming in the sunlight, his lecherous gaze that had scanned her entire body, and even his rough breathing.

“Come on! I can do this!”

Indeed, Lord Gazet provided perfect motivation. Unable to contain her overflowing energy, she was hastily trying to swing her leg over the window sill when…

“Mellis!”

Bang- The door opened roughly. A clear voice that seemed to tear her eardrums and sharp eyes that looked ready to devour Mellis at any moment. It was Sandra Portier, her stepmother. This was a completely unexpected situation. Just making eye contact with Sandra made Mellis feel all the hair on her body stand on end.

“M-Mother…”

“What on earth are you doing! Get down from there right now!”

The moment Sandra screamed and tried to approach her, Mellis quickly climbed up onto the window sill as if to show her.

“D-Don’t come any closer!”

“Mellis! Can’t you hear me?”

Mellis’s body shrank at the sharp voice calling her name. Normally, she would have already tucked her tail between her legs and bowed her head before her mother, but she couldn’t do that anymore.

“If you come down even now, I’ll pretend this never happened. Don’t become an even bigger disgrace to the family, and come down while I’m asking nicely.”

Sandra was gritting her teeth as if holding back her anger. The fact that the whites of her eyes were so clearly visible meant she would slap Mellis’s cheek at least five or six times.

“…I don’t want to.”

She swallowed her dry saliva and put on the most determined expression she could manage. If she hesitated here, nothing would change. This was the only chance to escape from her mother’s grasp. Mellis gripped the Cloth tightly, ready to jump down at any moment.

“I won’t go through with this marriage. I won’t live according to Mother’s will anymore!”

At that cry, she grabbed the cloth and was halfway out the window when Sandra finally realized her seriousness and changed her attitude, speaking pleadingly.

“Mellis! Please, I beg you! How can you commit such rudeness to Lord Gazet! Think of me and reconsider. Please? You know what kind of man he is!”

It wasn’t that she couldn’t understand Sandra’s feelings. Lord Gazet had a fiery temperament that didn’t match his sparse hairline. If he found out the marriage had fallen through, he would surely cause all sorts of trouble. But what did that have to do with her now?

Realizing she had almost married such a man made her anger surge up again.

“If you like Lord Gazet so much, then you marry him, Mother!”

As she raised her middle finger with all her might, Sandra’s face turned red and blue with rage. The moment she hurriedly threw herself out the window, a sharp scream echoed.

“Isn’t there anyone outside? Go catch Mellis right now!”

Startled by her mother’s words, Mellis turned her head to look down below. At this rate, it was obvious she would be caught by people before she could reach the ground and escape the manor.

“Really being troublesome until the very end.”

She hadn’t wanted to use this method, but eventually Mellis pulled out a scroll she had hidden in her bosom and without hesitation let go of the cloth she was holding. As she fell through the air trying to tear the scroll, she could see Sandra’s face looking down at her with an expression of fury.

The moment she faced her mother’s distorted face, Mellis unconsciously showed a bright smile.

“Farewell, Mother!”

Rip— As the scroll tore, pure white smoke enveloped her body. Without a doubt, this was the greatest rebellion of Mellis’s life.

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