Cinderella Is Brought by This Field Mouse

Cinderella married the prince.

But who would have thought that their vow of eternal love would end in just ten years?

The prince fell at first sight for a certain young lady, kept her as his mistress, and even proposed to her.

‘Damn bastard!’

But there was nothing I could do as Cinderella withered day by day.

Because I was...

“Squeak!”

a mouse.

Not just any mouse, but a harvest mouse at the very bottom of the pecking order, the smallest of all and pushed around from place to place.

‘Fairy godmother.

I’m nothing more than a disgusting mouse, but Cinderella was the child who took me in.

What I wish for is... for Cinderella to smile again.’

That’s what I thought before I died.

But when I woke up again, time had turned back.

Back to Cinderella’s childhood, when her stepmother and stepsisters mistreated her.

“I’m here on a request from the Ratson family.”

But I’m not actually an ordinary mouse—I’m a beastkin from the harvest mouse family?

My family has been desperately looking for me?

Then, Cinderella, run away with me!

I’ll take you with me before the prince comes looking with that glass slipper!

#harvest-mouse heroine #actually not a mouse but a rare mouse beastkin #childcare #growth story #healing story #mutual salvation