Beatty, a weak squirrel shapeshifter who was born into a lion family. Because of that, I lived my life being abused at my aunt's house in the capital. When I told my only friend and fiancé, the second prince, that I would leave to achieve my dream... "Ritter, you bastard...!"

I died on his fangs. I opened my eyes again to my childhood, the time before I got myself involved with the second prince. At times like this, what do you need? Speed. I immediately withdrew my body only and ran away to the territory of my biological father, the Lion Duke. Though I won't be welcomed, if I possess this one great secret that will only be discovered in the future, I won't get kicked ou—

"Welcome, Young Miss!" "OMG! When did you grow up like this...?" "Young Miss is walking with those two cute feet!"

...Huh? Why am I welcomed like this? No way, is that my statue?