Fantasy

Having transmigrated into a novel as a cannon-fodder character with a Fertility Value of 0 and F-rank spiritual power, Shi Lan decides to change her fate by taking a job as the Prison Director of a remote interstellar prison.
    The prison houses the Empire's most powerful figures—top-tier experts driven to the brink by spiritual collapse. One after another, the previous Prison Directors fled in defeat, leaving behind nothing but a prison management manual covered in bold red warnings.
    Shi Lan braces herself for a life of endless hardship.
    What no one tells her is that every inmate is an enormous fluffy.
    Prison Cell No. 1: A majestic White Lion, the Empire's most beloved Major General. Gentle and dependable on the surface, but behind closed doors— “Lanlan, can you look at me a little more? I need your comfort too...”
    Prison Cell No. 2: A breathtaking Bird of Paradise, one of the young masters of the Empire's Four Great Families. Arrogant, narcissistic, and obsessed with his own beauty—yet secretly performs elaborate courtship dances, “Shi Lan, do you like it?”
    Prison Cell No. 3: A cold and taciturn Black Panther, the Empire's former Crown Prince and heir. Rumored to have no interest in women. In reality, “Lanlan, I can do somersaults too.”
    Prison Cell No. 4: A fluffy Pallas's cat, also one of the young masters of the Empire's Four Great Families. All bark and no bite, constantly baring his teeth and acting fierce. The moment she pets him, however— “Lanlan, if you've got the guts, touch me again... awoo...”
    Prison Cell No. 5: A magnificent nine-tailed Red Fox, the former leader of an infamous interstellar pirate fleet before being recruited by the Empire. Feared as ruthless and unfathomably cunning. Yet he only smiles gently and asks, “Lanlan, do any of the other Beastmen have nine tails for you to touch like I do?”
    While the previous Prison Directors lived in misery, Shi Lan finds herself completely overwhelmed as the fluffies compete shamelessly for her attention...