Episode 1
Have you ever read a fantasy romance novel like this?
A holy knight named Seraphina defeated the Demon King and saved the world—then immediately disappeared.
Because she got pregnant.
No one knows why she ran away with her daughter, but this novel seems like a reverse harem. The holy knight had three boyfriends.
As expected, jobs that start with “Holy” in rofans are always the most open-minded.
Anyway, the three men went absolutely crazy searching for her. Then, ten years later, a girl who looked just like the female lead suddenly showed up.
At a school where—surprise—the three male leads were working as teachers.
Once they realized she was the child of their missing lover, chaos broke out. They all fought over who the dad was, showered her with gifts…
And the girl? Totally confused. Sure, webnovels are full of secrets, but this time, even her dad’s identity was hidden from her? Seriously…
Why am I talking about this?
Because I reincarnated as that daughter.
My previous life was a total mess, and I just wanted to live a normal life this time. But… sigh. Life, huh.
Still, my new parents? Totally obsessed with their daughter. Hehe.
So, what’s the problem?
I have no idea which novel this is.
I don’t remember reading anything like this. I didn’t write it either.
Anyone recognize it?
Please let it be a sweet, peaceful healing story. Please, please…
No one? Then let’s just say this isn’t a novel.
This life, I hit the jackpot with my parents, so I’m just gonna chill and enjoy it!
Hehe ( ◉ ᴗ ◉ʃƪ)❤
In my last life, I got the worst parents ever.
I was literally killed by my mom.
Not “got yelled at”—I mean actually killed.
My parents were obsessed with money. Things got worse after I became a successful child actor and made a lot of cash. They sucked it all dry.
“College? What college? I gave birth to you pretty, so at least start a YouTube channel or something to pay us back for raising you.”
They said crap like that to their daughter, who stayed top of her class without any private tutoring.
I studied hard anyway and got into my dream science high school, even though they were against it. But I never even made it to the entrance ceremony.
“You have leukemia.”
Sigh… life is too hard.
I was the one with cancer, but my parents acted like I was burdening them by needing care. They only showed up at the hospital when it was time to film a charity broadcast.
They used the money from my suffering to buy luxury goods and imported cars. So yeah, I definitely paid them back for raising me.
But when donations ran out and the treatment bills kept piling up, I guess they figured it wasn’t profitable anymore.
“It’s a holiday, sweetie. Come home and eat. Mommy made lots of oysters and boiled pork belly.”
The day after I was discharged and ate the expensive meal she surprisingly made—I came down with severe food poisoning. My immune system, already weakened by leukemia, couldn’t handle it.
I overheard my mom muttering to herself, thinking I’d passed out:
“Maybe I should’ve gotten another insurance policy…”
She was hoping to cash in on my life insurance.
“Please… call the police. This is child abuse.”
When she stepped out, I gathered what strength I had and told the nurse:
“I have leukemia… and my mom tried to kill me with spoiled food to get the insurance money.”
I told the police too, but they didn’t believe me.
But once the media caught wind of it, everything changed.
Shock! Former child actor’s parents tried to kill her for insurance money
The insurance companies—whose whole thing is not paying out—jumped on the fraud case. The police and insurers started digging into how the donation money had been spent.
My mom’s big payday? Turned into a prison sentence.
Revenge isn’t a cold soda—it’s spicy fried chicken. Even if it gets cold, it still tastes amazing.
It felt so good to stop her from cashing in on my life.
And once their only money-maker (me) died? Hello, bankruptcy.
“This cash cow is done being shackled by trash parents. Time for you to go broke!”
The only downside to this perfect revenge?
I had to die for it.
I never got to attend my dream school, never got to become an adult. I cried bitterly as I died…
“Waaah! Huh?”
But suddenly, I was reborn.
In a forest where spirit beings with green hair and flower crowns played.
To a red-haired, green-eyed mother.
With a new name: Selly.
“What kind of story is this even?”
Usually, waking up in another world means you’re in a novel, right? But this time, I wasn’t even sure if this was a novel.
Nothing had happened at all.
The forest was so isolated, I doubted it was even on a map.
Just me and Mom. This time, she was a little silly and clumsy, but she adored me.
“Selly, my baby. Let’s live here together, happy and healthy, forever.”
She wasn’t saving me for a big sale either. If she loved money, she wouldn’t be in the middle of nowhere.
The only other human-like beings around were the dryads—tree spirits.
“Child of the forest, feel the energy of the world around you. Can you hear the whispers of the green leaves?”
Dryads are spirits of nature—the purest and most powerful source of magic.
“I can’t hear anything. Maybe because I haven’t had peaches lately. Hmph.”
“O tree, show us the turn of the seasons.”
“Wow! Stop at peach season, please~ hehe.”
They could grow whatever fruit I wanted from seed to harvest in the blink of an eye.
To me and Mom, they were just kind neighbors. But whenever a hunter or explorer wandered into the forest, you’d realize how terrifying dryads could be.
“No wonder no one dares come here.”
After a life where my parents caused nothing but trouble, this uneventful, peaceful life was everything I could’ve wished for.
I was finally getting the love I missed out on.
Sure, I still missed science high school a bit—but come on, would they even have one here?
No more stressing out, trying to keep up with over-prepped kids. No more pain!
What more could I want?
“Selly, let’s live here together forever—just the two of us.”
“Yup! Slow and steady!”
“Yes! Nice and slow!”
But life never goes the way you plan.
Eventually, I did start wanting something more. The summer I turned ten, as Selly…
Admission Letter
Spellmore Academy
August 30, Year 11 of the Liberation Era
To: Selena Lorelhart
You have been accepted into Spellmore Academy.
Spellmore Academy, the most prestigious and respected magical school in the land, has produced generations of great mages and continues to shape a new era.
(We deny any association with not-so-great mages. Shame on them!)
We hope you see this as an honor for your family to even stand at the very edge of the Spellmore legacy.
This is the final notice sent to prospective students who have not yet registered.
If you believe you do not have what it takes to become a great mage, you may ignore this letter. At Spellmore, we value the wisdom and courage to recognize one’s own mediocrity.
If, however, you simply never received our previous letters, here is your reminder:
Registration closes at 9 AM on September 1, the day of the entrance ceremony.
Headmaster Gregory Rexarion
