Became The Tyrant’s Companion Rabbit

I possessed. As an extravagant mountain beast killed by an arrow shot by the tyrant emperor.

As a reader of old romance novels, I was confident that I would not go through an irregular period of possession.

‘No, not a rabbit!’ Why didn't I possess someone like a noble princess or empress, or at least a duchess? Why a rabbit that doesn’t even play the role of a passerby? Anyway, why am I not dead?'

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“Are you crying in pain?”

‘Of course, it hurts!’

Jenny stretched out her front paw. If you get a little closer, I should be able to punch you in the face. It was just one inch short.

'Shit.'

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'… Really.’

Jenny put her hand up and rubbed her nose. The dainty nose that touched her paws twitched involuntarily.

‘He’s so damn handsome.’

It was a dangerous face for the heart. The writer who set up the main character like this is really good.

‘Please take me. I don’t know which direction, so I go in all directions.’

Far from finding a way to get her back, she follows him around, and it’s not just because she’s an ‘oldie’.

‘Eat, sleep, eat, sleep. It’s sweet honey.’