The Northern Grand Duke's Hamster|북 부대공의 햄스터 (English Translation/Unofficial)

Chapter 9

Life is a series of burglaries.

At first, my life was stolen and I somehow survived, but then my human rights were stolen, then my wheel was also stolen. Now, even the shirt which I had hidden so well, has also been stolen. I don’t have anything now to be robbed off of!

Is there a thief in my life. If there is, please go away.

It was clearly well hidden, I checked the way to it multiple times, even when I was in Sen’s hand, I checked it again in order not to lose the way to it next time. I trusted the system’s words, and hoped it could save the shirt, because it’s a location I could use “Summon” in.

[ (・・= ・・) ]

Yeah, I know, it’s not your fault. It’s not like you tricked me into becoming a hamster, because you wanted me to take off the shirt.

The ones who found my clothes were none other than the magicians. As they searched for me at Kyle’s request, they followed the flow of mana, and said they had found the clothes I had hidden in a place where traces of magic remained, albeit slightly.

I think the skill given by the system seems to be some kind of magic in this world, and the residue of it remained on the clothes I was wearing as the “Summon” was lifted.

Of course, those who would never dream of the existence of the system, seemed to believe that a deranged clothes thief entered the master’s bedroom, but in actuality…

“I wish you could speak.”

Kyle looked at me with a friendly look and soon sighed deeply. He continued to say.

“That’s right. There’s no way that you, who is as calm and kind as an angel, would’ve went out without a reason. Why did he try to steal you? Or was it a crazy thief, who took everything that he wanted, and you were just smart enough to find the shirt on your way back.”

― Eek. [ What in the world are you saying? ]

I do know how to talk, you punk. And besides, I’m that crazy thief you’re talking about.

Anyways, why is it even when you’re cursing out a thief, you’re still able to dish out silly praises like this. Can a hamster really be that smart?

“As expected, the thieves I first met were…”

No! No, calm down. Sit down. Are you going to beat them up? All they’ll do is scream out of pain, they know nothing.

Anyways, my life hasn’t improved one bit. Today, if I use the “Summon” skill, I’ll still be naked. Thinking about it, the taste of rice, no, the taste of almonds is decreasing…

I smashed the walnut as hard as I could. Tuk. The walnut rolled down the slide and got stuck between the sawdust.

“Cashew Nut?”

Kyle who was about to run to the prison and hang the three thieves who had stormed into the study yesterday, quickly turned back to approach me.

He put me on his palm and began to stroke my forehead.

“Do they taste bad? Or do you not like walnuts? Should I change it to macadamias?”

Kyle rummaged through his drawer with his other hand, took out a macadamia and gave it to me.

I took a few bites out of courtesy, then he smiled brightly as if he had found a gold mine. But when I whose appetite disappeared again, stopped eating and pushed the macadamia away, he looked at me desperately with an expression of carrying all the burdens in the world.

“What’s wrong with you? Why don’t you have an appetite?”

Hey, who would be able to eat in this situation? I said I wanted to become human, I never said I wanted to walk around naked. I’m not Adam.