A Tiger Rolled Into My Life, Bringing Chaos With It - Chapter 8

‘I should prepare breakfast since I’ll be relying on her hospitality.’

As if it were natural for him to stay here, he transformed into his human form as soon as his feet touched the floor. Perhaps because he had succeeded once yesterday, it was easier this time. His bronze naked body, without a thread of clothing, filled the room.

His towering figure of 190cm gleamed in the morning sunlight. Broad shoulders and firmly sculpted arms, deeply carved collarbones and distinct abdominal muscles. His body maintained balance with flawless beauty. His rounded quadriceps exuded strength even with slight movements. His calves extended smoothly, revealing the sharpness characteristic of a predator with every movement.

Below that, even in its relaxed state, his reproductive organ noticeably displayed its presence. Even in the calm morning air, its size and shape remained unconcealed. Like the other muscles of his body, it formed a rough yet proud outline with a substantial weight.

It was a body that would capture anyone’s attention regardless of gender, but he couldn’t walk around naked, so he decided to borrow her clothes.

As Cher moved, the modest home seemed even smaller. In just a few steps, he found her wardrobe. The house was so compact that everything was visible at a glance.

“Her closet is as tiny as she is.”

It was amazing that clothes could even fit inside. He thought perhaps her small frame meant her clothes took up less space, but he soon realized there simply weren’t many clothes. Even in that small closet, there were visible empty spaces here and there.

He was momentarily shocked. If he hadn’t secretly followed her before, he might have mistaken this place for a temporary storage room rather than a home. He felt guilty about borrowing even one outfit, but he had no choice since he had no clothes.

His hand pulled out one item hanging on a hanger. Predictably, the clothes were small. What had been loose on Tinya squeezed his chest muscles uncomfortably. The pants wouldn’t even go on, so he compromised by wrapping a towel around his waist.

Just walking around to borrow one set of clothes had completed his tour of the house. He had guessed from the outside that the interior would be cramped, but the reality was even more confined and sparse. A room with a bed and a wardrobe, a bathroom, and a kitchen were all there was to this house. There was a staircase leading to a second floor, but even considering that, the fact remained that it was cramped.

As the house was small, all the furniture was equally tiny. Having already been shocked by the wardrobe, he was again left speechless seeing the dining table that could be measured with just two spans of his hand and the refrigerator that didn’t even reach his shoulder. And after opening the refrigerator door to check inside, he was completely dumbfounded.

“What the…”

An unidentifiable bundle of withered leaves on newspaper, two carrots, and a carton of milk. Like the wardrobe, there was more empty space than contents. He thought he had always given generous tips when visiting as a customer, but this was poverty at its finest. A suspicion that the shop owner might be pocketing her earnings crossed his mind, but he remembered hearing that the owner was trustworthy in that regard, so he quickly dismissed the thought.

“And why is she keeping this?”

Even with no interest in vegetables, he could tell that leaves with bug marks and wilting limply were spoiled. Despite appearances, perhaps she had a habit of postponing refrigerator cleaning. With a generous heart, he decided to clean it himself. He picked up the vegetable leaves and threw them directly into the trash.

After that, the only ingredients left were carrots and milk. He found flour when rummaging through the cupboard, but he had never used powdered ingredients before. Should he mash the carrots to make them more palatable? As he was contemplating, the door creaked open.

Having woken up at some point, Tinya was standing at the bedroom doorway, staring blankly at him.

“You’re awake?”

“Uh, uh, yes.”

Her eyes were filled with confusion as she stammered her reply.

About 5 minutes earlier, Tinya, awakening from sleep, nearly screamed reflexively from the muscle pain stabbing throughout her body. Her entire body ached and tingled without exception, making it difficult even to raise her waist. And that pain vividly brought back memories of last night.

Tiger cub. Carnivorous shifter. Mating.

The moment those images flashed by, any remaining drowsiness instantly vanished. With her mind blank, Tinya hastily sat up and looked around. There was no shadow of the tiger anywhere in the room. Her relief was short-lived as scenes from last night continued to flood her mind.

The vivid sensations and breathing that made her dizzy. Her own moans and cries. Moments that her body remembered despite her attempts to forget followed one after another.

Tinya clutched her head and curled up.

I’m crazy, I’ve gone mad.

‘How could I mate with a tiger…!’

Looking back, it was even more absurd. This unfortunate incident, she was afraid to speak of. She had once envied others mating, but she wasn’t desperate enough to do it with a carnivorous shifter. Originally, Tinya thought she would only smell mating pheromones after forming a group. Having no experience, she was helplessly drawn in.

It was cursed. From the moment she encountered the tiger in the herbivorous district, no, from when it started raining. The first button had been fastened incorrectly.

…Come to think of it, had the rain stopped?

Even in this situation, concerned about the weather, Tinya’s head quickly turned toward the window. Pulling the curtain aside, the pouring sunlight clearly proved today’s clear weather. As she exhaled briefly in relief, at that moment, a faint animal smell brushed her nose. Tinya sniffed, following the scent. Her face naturally pressed close to the bed.

“Was he here?”

Tinya narrowed her eyes like a keen detective and muttered softly. The smell was too strong. At this level, he must have been lying here until just recently. Whew. Her hand stroked her chest. It was fortunate he had left before she woke up. If he had still been in this room, she would have fainted on the spot.

‘Think positively.’

Setting aside the fact that he was a carnivorous shifter, she had experienced her first mating and smelled mating pheromones. It might not be such a bad thing if she thought of it as practice to avoid being flustered when forming a group later. She nodded, comforting herself.

But she needed to get rid of this deeply permeated smell. It still gave the feeling that the tiger remained in her house. She rose from the bed to find an air freshener.

“Ugh.”

As soon as she put weight on her legs, her calves trembled and staggered. She had thought only her waist hurt, but her legs were no better. She barely maintained her balance by supporting herself on the bed. Was this because it was her first time? Or did mating always leave such aftereffects? Images of her kind walking around normally after mating flashed through Tinya’s mind.

I can handle this much too…!

Gritting her teeth, Tinya left the bedroom. And then she saw it. The enormous figure occupying the center of her kitchen.

She automatically responded to his casually thrown morning greeting, but her mind instantly became chaotic.

‘Why, why is he still here? Didn’t he leave? And what’s with those clothes? They’re so tight… those are my clothes!’

The light pink short-sleeved T-shirt she occasionally wore was stretched to its limits, threatening to tear at any moment. The stitching seemed to be screaming. And, and the pants too? Fortunately, what covered his lower body was a towel.

Cher, noticing Tinya’s gaze scanning up and down, spoke.

“I borrowed some clothes. Didn’t want to shock you by walking around naked.”

It was quite a brazen statement for someone who had borrowed another’s clothes without permission. But Tinya couldn’t argue. She might have been out of her mind last night, but now she was one hundred percent in her right mind. If she wanted to live, it was best not to say unnecessary things. Besides, as he said, wearing her clothes was better than being naked. Of course, the best scenario would be him not being in this house at all.

“Are you okay?”

“Yes, yes.”

As long as it wasn’t the dress she had splurged on for a blind date, she didn’t mind him borrowing a few other outfits. That T-shirt was one she cherished, but it wasn’t more precious than her life. While she could easily dismiss the clothes, she couldn’t readily comprehend why he was still here. Why was he still around?

‘Could it be… because of what I said yesterday?’

Memories from the bathtub flashed through her mind. Everything was vivid, but what captured Tinya now wasn’t his ridiculously large p*nis or the position where she was lifted and penetrated. It was herself, crying out that it was a scam. Tinya’s face turned as white as a sheet.

‘Is he, is he here to warn me?’

Her fingertips trembled. Her heartbeat seemed to sound right next to her ear. Her body had instinctively backed away, already retreating to the doorstep. The tension was so extreme that even the pain stabbing her body felt faint.

T/n: I was confused because she didn’t use the word “mating” but rather kept talking about “forming a group,” so I looked it up. For those like me who know practically nothing about these animals: Guinea pigs naturally live in social groups/herds rather than pairs. Tinya’s reference to “forming a group” reflects this social nature. She expected to only experience mating within a colony context with other guinea pig shifters, not in a one-on-one encounter with a tiger.