My beloved can transform

, an ordinary ei

hat. If you lived in a house where your grandmother might suddenly turn into an owl during din

via

dutiful father was busy trying to relocate my grandmother-who was still

gain that we can't put

I think I must have u

logize to

itting at the head of the table, let out

k. "You know, her nagging could make a vampire dance right out of its coffin!" That was one of Grandpa's old jo

p! That's

flavored liquor intended for cooking, Grandpa turned into a l

! Jack

s were now gleaming at the sight of the mou

Whatever you do, don't

de him, it would be a disaster. Everyone kno

randparents ever got tog

y not know about each ot

first step into the grave-sayings

pa, returning to the dinner tabl

Dad pointed an angry finger at Mom.

ing, I really

I truly believed her. She isn't that malicious, and she certainly didn't plan to

What do you mean,

er hand, showed no

a pile of droppings! Then you can look at that pile, bite your

talking, singing cartoon character, Mr. Golden Poo. It made me thin

that all you k

embarrassment t

cook, clean, and do the laundry! When you were desperately pursuing me, pestering me back then, why didn't you mention that you

ing all that now? Would

g. Plus, he loves Mom dearly. Love has a way of deflating a man in front

. "If I'd known your family was so... complicated, maybe

having transformed into a beautiful, proud swan, w

king Mom angry. Rage tu

swan, Dad also lef

om, with food and dishes ev

t even the worst part. The real

an ordinary eight-year-o

a grandmother who knits and smiles in a rocking chair, a father who works hard and only has time

for this. It's just the

from any other human boy my age, I am different. In m

ancestors committing some

ndparents didn't

he heavens, giving us anothe

ured just like humans. In fact, most of the time, to avo

ion within them. But no one knows when that latent gene will activate, or w

Afraid! Embrace Your Change!It documents all the transformation cases he encounter

y in my stud

y hope I never

, I would soon be

the house. Although Therianthropes have long lived among humans, to av

g street, separated from the ne

to Dad, saying she wants to live in an ancient castle like t

hung up on that vampire

your facts straight. It was Iwho didn't marr

e once had a thing with

t entanglements. I don't care wh

rations of interbreeding with humans, their descendants are strictly forbidden from directly consuming human blood and a

, the moon

rest house next door and w

n empty for a long time. Wh

reign to me, the syllables sounding like an Eastern language. Then I heard a young girl's

sex is supposed to be the enemy, yet I suddenly felt

t know this girl would lat

next to their house. For m

s good. I could see the p

family: a middle-aged couple a

ree years older than me. As for the sister-the reason I climbed the tree-she looked very young, maybe only six yea

happy, very different from my c

seeing the small table in the yard laden with dri

ic at

ns are rea

On their table were piles of round cakes, greenish pomelos, water caltrops, melons, fruits

y were worshipping, as there was

oon. Could it be... they

strange

uid splashed in my direction, pulling m

then I realized the boy splashing the liqui

fragrant with alcohol. They had finished worshipping the moon and were now tossing the

covered. I breathed a sigh of relief and prepar

n unknown reaction, erupting from deep within me, sent trem