TL: EunEun
A large chandelier that could never be hung in my palm-sized room.
As soon as I saw it, I realized.
‘…Turns out, I’m still in this world.’If I could, I wanted to hurl a bucket-load of curses until I was satisfied, but even that was impossible.
Because this body was that of a three-year-old that couldn’t even pronounce words properly, let alone say swears!
All I could do was curl up like a Hoppang and cry.
(t/n: 호빵 [hoppang] is a filled steamed bun.)
My name is Yoo Hyemin.
No, I mean, Erylotte Astra.
Erylotte, a three-year-old who possessed the villainess of a tragedy novel with the highest difficulty.
‘Please save me!’
***
Three years ago, I, who was an ordinary Seoul citizen, died from a disease.
The disease was pancreatic cancer.
When I realized I had it, I already missed the treatment period. I tried to hang on by myself for months, but I couldn’t bear it and died.
And when I opened my eyes again…
‘I was in this body.’
A plump body that was wrapped in a baby blanket.
With small and round hands like flour rice cake.
The body of a literal ‘newborn baby’ that couldn’t even say words like ‘ah-ah’ or ‘ooh-ooh.’
No one explained to me, but I had a hunch.
‘So, it’s reincarnation!’
This was because it was a familiar setting for me, who once spent all my money on Kakao Page.
For that reason, I grasped the situation quickly.
‘Considering that I was reincarnated as a baby, it’s definitely a childcare thing.’
‘Looking at the luxurious room, my father is a noble.’
‘…He’s either a Grand Duke or an Emperor.’
‘You’re the cold Northern Duke, but it must be that you’re warm to your daughter, right?’
Anyway, since I had already become like this, I decided to prepare steadily for the moment I’ll meet my Father.
The reason why I was not preparing to meet my Mother was because usually, in this kind of setting, there was no mother.
And seeing that she didn’t come find me, I was sure that there was no mom.
Anyway, I worked hard until an adult finally came.
‘Let’s practice not crying even when I see something scary.’
[It’s interesting that she’s a child that doesn’t cry after seeing me]
I even practiced smiling for that development—
‘Aba? Baba? Dada? … Dwuke?’
[Father who is flustered by the friendly title]
I even thought hard about the title for that development.
And like that, with a pounding heart, I waited for Father, but…
“Is it this kid?”
“Yes, Duke.”
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This Three Year Old Is a Villainess
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