The peacock dad I personally picked has poor eyesight

Summary
Born into a family that had produced Saintesses for generations, Hanisha was expected to awaken divine power of her own.

But because of the “transgression” her mother committed, no power ever manifested within her.

Desperate to be acknowledged as a true member of the family, she agreed to marry the leader of the rebel army.

What she received in return was betrayal.

And when she opened her eyes again—

“W-Wait… I’m younger?”

She had returned to childhood.

On top of that, memories of her previous life had resurfaced.

‘I’m not going to cling to this fake family ever again.’

To make that happen, she set out to find a place where she could live peacefully until adulthood.

A place rumored to accept anything discarded—objects, beasts, monsters… even people.

The estate of Duke Stykia, the so-called “Lord of the Trash Heap,” who had gone blind because of his countless sins.

“I want to be the Duke’s daughter! I’ll become your eyes if I have to!”

With nothing to lose, she sought him out, ready to trade every piece of information she knew.

But instead—

“Eat up, little snowflake.”
“I’ll run your sock errands from now on.”
“Anyone whose brain wrinkles are too tight can’t speak with Hanisha. In other words, stay away from her.”

…Why does everyone like me so much?

And then—

“It seems he’s taken a liking to you. Very well—why don’t you take this child with you?”

The husband she tried to avoid in this life—

came looking for her himself?

Is this… really how it’s supposed to go?