Cinderella married the prince. But no one—least of all *me*—expected his vow of eternal love to shatter after just ten years. All because he fell for another noblewoman at first sight... and made her his mistress. Eventually, he even proposed to her. “That bastard!” I watched helplessly as Cinderella withered away day by day. Because I was just a— “Squeak!” A mouse. And not just any mouse— The smallest, weakest field mouse, constantly shoved around by the others. But even so, I prayed: “Fairy Godmother… I may be a filthy little rodent, but Cinderella... she cherished me. All I want... is for her to smile again.” I thought that was the end. But when I opened my eyes again, time had rewound— Back to Cinderella’s childhood, when she was still suffering under her stepmother’s cruelty. “I’m here on behalf of the Ratson family.” Wait.. I’m not just some ordinary mouse?! I’m actually a beastkin from the noble *Field Mouse* clan?! And my family has been desperately searching for me?! If that’s the case… Cinderella—let’s run away together. Before that pathetic prince comes chasing you down with his stupid glass slipper I’ll be the one to take you far, far away.