I heard the puppy whining a little louder than before. I hurriedly followed the sound and found…

The puppy was shivering and crying, completely covered in sauce on its pure white fur, inside a meat stew pot on a high sheIf. It was truly dizzying.

“Why on earth are you doing that there?”

(Kkiling…)

The puppy whined and whined, extending its two front paws to be hugged.

(What good is this, covered in meat sauce, hugging me!)

(Bam… Squeak…)

Even though he said that, he couldn’t just leave the puppy alone, so he carefully picked it up. Then, thinking about it, it was ridiculous. Chase quickly took the puppy to the bathroom and turned on the warm water from the shower, and splashed it over its small body, scolding it.

“You, hurry up and turn into a human.”

(Bam…)

(I won’t get mad, so tell me. What’s going on? Why are you in the pot??)

(Kung…)

The puppy, which was already the size of a palm, became really small when its fluffy fur disappeared. Chase kept asking questions while lathering up the puppy with a body shower and sucking it hard.

(Aren’t you mistaken? You are not a real puppy, you are just in puppy form. You’re originally a human. Just take it out and eat it. Do you really think you’re a puppy?)

(…Squeak…)

In the end, the puppy returned to Leoruka only after hearing a definite answer from Chase that he would never get angry. Even that was only after much struggling, as he still could not do as he pleased. When on earth would he ever be free?

(Well, what happened is…)

And then, with the blanket over his head, he began to stammer and explain, feeling very drained, while Chase dried his wet hair.

Leoruka said that he liked the meat stew that he made, and that he wanted to eat more even after he had already eaten a full meal. The problem was that there wasn’t much meat stew left.

Hearing this, Chase had an ominous feeling. He asked in a suspicious voice, “…So?”

As Leoruka’s voice grew quieter-

(But I wanted to eat a lot… To fill my stomach…)

(So, so…)

(So… When they are in puppy form, their bodies are small and their stomachs are small, so I thought they would feel fuller even if they ate the same amount…)

(…Do you think that makes sense? Seriously?)

(Chase, isn’t it?)

(Hey, seriously!)

Of course not! I was about to shout at him, but suddenly my words were cut off. Chase, a black panther, was about as big as his true form and when he was humanized. So it was impossible for Chase to know whether his stomach would get smaller when his body was smaller. No, in fact, I had never thought of such a thing. What kind of beast would go back to his true form to eat his fill?

Chase’s head ached so much that he pressed his fingers to his forehead and ground his teeth.

(How did you change into a puppy?)

This was also questionable. Leoruka still had difficulty returning to his original form or becoming human, and it was suspicious that he changed so well only at this time.

Then Leoruka immediately became proud. What on earth did he do well?

(That one, it’s still hard to return as you wish, but I figured out how to become the main body!)

(how?)

(…Just get buried in Chase’s clothes!)

(…)

Should I call this smart? Of course, it was possible because Chase’s clothes had a strong black panther scent. But I never thought he would use it like this……..

(Anyway, after I turned into a puppy, I climbed up on the cupboard.)

It seems like he somehow managed to get that high in his small puppy body. Up until this point, it was fine, but then he got so absorbed in the stew that he ended up falling into it.

As he listened, Chase began to feel ashamed of himself for listening to this story. Should he keep listening to this?

(…Just come out. Was the pot so deep that you couldn’t get out?)

(It wasn’t that bad… I was going out and it felt like the pot was going to tip over. What if it fell off the cupboard? When I looked down, it was really tall.)

(Well…)

In short, he was so excited about eating that he went up there without thinking, and when he tried to come down after eating, he got scared because the cupboard was too high. So he crouched down inside the meat pot and waited for Chase to come back…

Even after hearing the full story, Chase was still speechless. What should he say here?

What’s in your stomach? It was obvious that you’d come back and say something like “Yeontan-i”. Then what’s in your head? If you pretended to cry and whimper that you were harassing a pregnant woman, it would only cause more headaches. I’ve never seen someone cry so much without a single tear in your eye.

Finally, after a long time of washing his face and drying it, Chase took a deep breath and opened his mouth.

(Yeah… But why didn’t you answer me as soon as I got here and just kept making noises like you were dying?)

(I’m afraid I’II get in trouble….)

“I still don’t understand. How did you get up on the cupboard with those short legs?”

(I don’t know… I just went there without thinking because the smell of stewed meat was so good, and it was already in the pot.

(…)

“you decided not to get angry.”

(…)

(You won’t scold me?)

(…)

Chase then realized.

I don’t know if it’s amnesia or what, but this puppy isn’t the Leoruka who used to threaten me. Maybe it was true that the puppy was possessed or something like that, just like he said before. Even if that wasn’t the case, it seemed like he had some sort of dissociative identity disorder.