Michinggae Doryeonim Mandŭlgi

She got bitten hard by a mad dog. For life, with nowhere to run.

The war hero was the mad dog.

Diarin, a priestess, had to turn the mad dog assigned to her into a young master and send him out for his debut in high society.

However…

The problem wasn’t making him a young master. It was making him into a person at all.

A human who had all three qualities of being “mad,” “a bastard,” and “a son of a bitch” couldn’t be talked into behaving.

“Calm down!”

“Stay still!”

Diarin did her utmost to care for Keres while only thinking about the promised promotion and allowance…

“Stay by my side.”

“Feed me.”

“I hate it if it’s not Diarin.”

As a result,

the mad dog, now a bundle of clinginess and stubbornness, began to burn with obsession.