Reincarnated as the Fluffy Companion Dog of a Great Villain

Blurb:

① In the interstellar era, the stronger a beastman's genes, the more likely they are to die young. After studying a wealth of materials, the Alliance's Infant Beastman Care Center decided to try the Companion Animal Program.

Ye Zhian was assigned a newly weaned flame-striped tiger as part of the program.

Oh, and he'd just been weaned too. He was an extremely easy-to-bully Samoyed. The institute's researchers had spent ages choosing from among ordinary animal cubs and put him through a whole battery of tests before he finally stood out.

First, a companion animal had to be big enough not to be casually crushed to death by a beastman cub.

Second, it couldn't have too short a lifespan, or the beastman cub might grieve excessively, which would be bad for its health.

Then there was temperament: it had to be gentle and obedient. Most importantly, it had to have little competitive spirit and not fight with the beastman cub over things.

Ye Zhian's thoughts: So, basically, a pushover.

Luckily, the little tiger he'd been assigned to had a great temper too. It did get cranky sometimes, but a little coaxing was all it took!

The other cubs and caretakers in the nursery: “...”

Take off those twenty meters of rose-colored glasses before you speak, please!

② On the day they were officially put in the same enclosure, Ye Zhian accidentally heard the little tiger's name: Samuel Almond. He immediately jolted in surprise.

The interstellar world, the Beastman Alliance, a flame-striped tiger, and the name Samuel! Wasn't this the novel he'd read before he transmigrated? Samuel was the name the great villain Samael used to have!

Oh my goodness! The pure-white Samoyed cub took a frightened step backward, only for the displeased little tiger to pin him to the ground and lick him all over. An'an used to like it best! It absolutely wouldn't let An'an abandon it for some other stupid cub!

With a furry little body enthusiastically burying itself against his chest, Ye Zhian instantly forgot the already-fragmented plot he'd been trying to recall. What did he care about some great villain or transmigrating into a book? Was anything better than the fluffy little creature in his arms?!

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