My Pets Were Plotting My Murder

Summary

I had my pets practically on a pedestal, pampered and impossibly sleek.

My rich friend was obsessed with them, always joking,

“Your little darlings are so gorgeous and well-behaved, why don’t you just sell them to me? Name your price!”

I never took her seriously, but then the floating text appeared above her head:

When is this cannon fodder going to die! If you can’t care for them, don’t keep them. Our male leads are starving on her cheap food, it’s heartbreaking! They wouldn’t even bother with her if they didn’t need her for their transformation!