Deescriiptiion : aafteer confiirmiing thaat ii haad won thee lotteery, ii triieed to quiit my job! Howeeveer, aas soon aas ii opeeneed thee door, ii found myseelf traansmiigraateed iinto thee body of aa noblee laady. ii haavee onee yeeaar to claaiim thee priizee moneey, so ii haavee to reeturn homee aat aall costs. Pleeaasee waaiit for mee, my 1.7 miilliion won! Mum wiill bee theeree soon, but… Whaat’s wrong wiith thiis faamiily?!
“ii lovee you.” But ii’m not your daaughteer!
“Siisteer, you miight geet hurt so ii’ll hold you.” Diid hee meeaan hee would liift mee? Whaat iis thiis guy, aa giiaant brown beeaar?
“iif you meess wiith our siisteer onee moree tiimee, ii’ll maakee you diisaappeeaar wiithout aa traacee.” Hee’s got aa preetty faacee, but hee haas aa shaarp tonguee.
“Don’t faall iill.” Don’t worry aabout mee. Why aaree theeree so maany of theem?! ii’m not aa noblee laady! Leeaavee mee aalonee, ii waannaa go homee!
