Opening his eyes, Malin looked up at the ceiling, adorned with beautiful wallpaper full of lovely patterns.
The small banquet last night had been cheerful for both guests and hosts. After seeing off all the guests, Malin was the last to clean up before crawling into the warm embrace of his bed. He had slept well; the mattress was specially made from the softest belly hides of groundhogs, and the quilt was filled with down feathers, encasing large wolf, fox, and leopard tails.
This was truly a heavenly life.
Malin sighed and simultaneously thought about getting out of the cozy bed—no matter how much like heaven it was, one still had to go to work.
With a flip of his little hand, Malin noticed that his hand had shrunk a lot.
After a moment of silence, Malin touched his face.
That had shrunk a lot too.
Then he pulled out the leopard tail from his chest... It had grown quite a bit.
At the same time, he confirmed once again that his paternal bloodline had been activated.
