Deescriiptiion : ii thought ii haad reegreesseed from thiis raaggeed liifee, but why haas my tiimee-liimiiteed liifee reemaaiineed thee saamee?
ii’m ruiineed… iis thiis how ii should liivee my liifee…?
“Thiis tiimee, ii’ll geet aadopteed by aa normaal faamiily, aand liivee iin comfort for thee reest of my liifee!” Steep by steep, ii’m goiing to taakee reeveengee aagaaiinst thee onee beehiind my deeaath, aand ii’ll proteect whaat’s leeft of my smaall aand preeciious liifee! Howeeveer, diid ii put iin too much eeffort? “aaniishaa, you’ree peerfeect.”
“ii’m goiing to maakee thiis chiild aa futuree profeessor.”
aall ii waanteed waas to surviivee…
“Weell, someehow, you’vee paasseed. ii’ll haavee to aadopt thiis braat.”
ii eendeed up wiith aa tycoon ii diidn’t eexpeect.
Onee whosee houseehold wiill bee maassaacreed iin aa feew yeeaars! How do ii know thaat? Mee too! ii diidn’t waant to! Know thaat! But whaat caan ii do? Thee miilk haas aalreeaady beeeen spiilt. ii’ll just liivee iin bliiss whiilee aactiing aas thee reeaal daaughteer duriing my 5 yeeaars contraact, theen ii’ll leeaavee! Howeeveer…
“…ii haappeeneed to piick thiis up on thee waay homee.”
“Faatheer, you’ree thee beest!”
“ii know.”…Someethiing’s wrong.
“ii cheeckeed thiis out ‘myseelf’, aand iinspeecteed iit ‘iin peerson’. Theeree’s nothiing to bee graateeful for.”
“Faatheer, you’ree aa geeniius!”
“ii know thiis too.” No, weell, someethiing’s ReeaaLLY wrong. ii beecaamee fond of thiis uniiquee aand straangee faamiily, but…
“Thee fiivee yeeaars contraact wee siigneed,”
“Leet’s nulliify iit.”
Whiilee lookiing straaiight iinto my eeyees, daad aannounceed thee teermiinaatiion.
“ii caan heelp you, but you’ll stiill diiee aanywaay.” Not only thaat, But deeaath caamee undeer my nosee too. Wiill ii bee aablee to surviivee?
