Summary
I begged for my father’s attention with everything I had.
Instead, I was framed for poisoning my half-sister and cast out of the family.
I scraped by doing every kind of odd job, and at the moment I nearly died… a memory of a previous life came back to me.
That’s when I realized: this world wasn’t real — it was a reverse-harem game, and the heroine was my half-sister.
To make matters worse, my role in the game was…
“…a disposable meant to keep the heroine alive?”
If I refused, the heroine’s personal guard would come after me with swords drawn. How am I — a fifteen-year-old with no influential backers — supposed to stop that? I had no choice.
“I have to replace my father.”
The man I chose to be my new father was the head of the continent’s deadliest assassin guild.
“Da—dad!”
“What is it, child?”
“I’ll serve you, my lord. Please raise me.”
It turns out he’s secretly the duke’s hidden son. Please take care of me.
“Is she trying to distract me with food so she can attack?”
Pathetic. Skeletal hands barely clinging to skin are no threat.
Then Yusteia quickly pulled something from her bosom. Just as Aslan moved to restrain her, she slid something forward.
“I made this in secret… a sausage.”
“….”
What on earth is this child? Still, one thing is clear.
“That brat’s going to bolt with the pot!”
“If she’s caught, she’s dead!”
…And this sausage is going to be unbelievably delicious.
Aslan took the sausage.
