The Tiny Human Is So Sweet and Soft, the Ten Beast Kings Take Turns Spoiling Her

After Jiang Rou, an overworked wage slave, got fired, she saw pets living better than she did as a human and burst into tears. “I don’t want to be a wage slave anymore! I want to be a pet that eats its fill and sleeps all day!” Who could have guessed her wish would come true overnight? She transmigrated to an interstellar beastfolk world, where beastfolk ruled the stars and humans had become rare pets. But why wasn’t it anything like she’d imagined? Other people transmigrated as pets and got to live in mansions. She became a human pet who had killed her owner and was banished to a military district. If none of the districts chose her, she would be sent to the rear lines as a plaything and die there. The ten military districts had distinguished themselves in battle, and the Empire sent them five rare little humans to adopt, with priority going to the districts with the greatest military merit. The other little humans were all chosen, but none of the remaining districts wanted to take in a little human who had killed her owner. District One: “A human pet? Too much trouble. We don’t need one.” District Three: “We wouldn’t dare raise a little human who killed her owner.” District Five: “Our conditions are too harsh. We can’t afford to raise one.” … The remaining districts all made excuses. Jiang Rou didn’t want to be sent to the so-called rear lines, so she threw herself at the commander of District Nine, the top-ranked district for military merit. The man’s long fingers, clad in black leather gloves, gripped her neck. His gaze was cool and faintly mocking. “You’ve got quite a lot of courage, little thing.” At first, District Nine thought: It’s just a little human. We’ll raise her until she dies. Later, District Nine was all: “Baby, look at me! Look at me!”