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My Lover Isn’t Interested With The Female lead!
✽ CHAPTER 01✽
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What is a childcare novel?
In the genre of romance fantasy novels, childcare novels typically involve the female protagonist’s interactions with children, closely resembling a nurturing and motherly role.
Regardless, the female protagonist must unconditionally receive love from everyone, and those who pour out that love should act as if the protagonist is the only precious person in the world.
Usually, in such cases, the people around the female protagonist are indifferent to the harm caused to those entangled in the web of love.
The struggles of supporting characters or extras, whether physical or mental, are trivial and not worth highlighting, all sacrificed for the love of the family and male lead.
But what if you became that extra?
“Why should I end up as an extra in someone else’s story? This is my life.”
Regardless of how other extras may feel, Letticia had no intention of being enslaved by the original work or anything similar.
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In her early years, Letticia was an ordinary girl living each day peacefully and happily.
Playing childhood games with older cousins and her older brother.
Sitting on the floor beside her brother, munching on snacks while he read fairy tales, or listening to the nanny’s voice reading picture books.
Drawing and playing on the border between pictures and doodles with her older cousins.
After playing for a while, if she ever got bored, she would go find a slightly older girl to play with and convince her to grow up quickly so they could play together.
Truly living a carefree life without any worries, one day, Letticia’s life took a major turn as she turned six years old.
Memories of her past life, having lived for nearly 20 years before dying, suddenly resurfaced.
“Is this for real?!”
Overwhelmed by the rushing memories of her past life, Letticia clenched her head.
However, no matter how much she clenched her head and banged it against things, the memories that had surfaced wouldn’t fade away.
Thus, Letticia became a special child overnight, carrying memories from her past life.
Of course, initially, in a state of confusion, she spent entire days locked in her room, grappling with the denial of reality.
While her past life’s memories didn’t fully resurrect, the coexistence of memories from her past and present naturally led to a clash of two identities.
Moreover, since only six years had passed in her current life, during the perplexing and anguished days, Letticia’s identity was leaning towards her past life.
“Letty, what’s going on? Did you have a bad dream? Should I call a doctor right away?”
“Are you hurt anywhere? Should I call a doctor?”
“Did I upset you by not playing with you? I’ll play pretend with you, so please come out.”
It was none other than her family who reached out to hold onto Letticia in such moments.
Parents, hearing that their daughter spent the whole day locked in her room without eating, postponed their work and returned home to take care of Letticia.
Letticia’s older brother, who used to say he needed to read, voluntarily came to play, trying to cheer her up.
In the dining room where they all gathered, including grandfather and other relatives, everyone waited for Letticia, expressing their concern.
After seeing her family worrying about her, Letticia fully anchored her heart in this current life.
Though it might seem like a rapid attitude shift to others, for a six-year-old, family was the entire world.
Realizing the abundance of loving family members and the happiness of a peaceful and leisurely daily life, her attachment for the present moment surged in her heart.
“… Yes, I am Letticia. My mother’s daughter, my father’s daughter, granddaughter of my grandfather and my grandmother. That’s me.”
She wasn’t reborn as a noble or a daughter of a duke, but this was affluent enough.
The family belonged to the count’s lineage, engaged in a prosperous jewelry business. With all kind-hearted family members, there was no need for power struggles. How happy they were.
As she gathered her emotions, her past life’s memories gradually faded away. Within a day, most of them disappeared, leaving only knowledge behind.
However, the shock awaiting Letticia wasn’t limited to this.
A few days after she became aware of her reincarnation and the commotion it caused, she learned a staggering truth.
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Sharon, the Count, lived with not only the parents but also an extended family, including Letticia’s grandfather, aunt, and their families.
Every morning, the entire family gathered for breakfast, and the adults were often busy discussing various matters.
“Have you heard the news that the Duke of Averil placed an order with Aner Jewelry this time?”
Responding to the grandfather’s question while dipping bread into the corn soup served for breakfast, aunt replied.
“Yes, Father. I heard they placed a special order for their daughter’s birthday.”
“Daughter? I heard they had two sons, but they also had a daughter?”
Perplexed by a cousin’s question, Letticia’s mother explained.
“I heard a story that the Duchess had a daughter just before she passed away. The name was… Ariette, I think?”
“Ariette?”
Eating strawberries with a fork, Letticia tilted her head upon hearing the somewhat familiar name.
It seemed like a name she had heard before but couldn’t quite recall.
“I’ve never heard about a daughter. I did hear that the Duchess changed after the Duchess’s death, like any other person.”
“Yes, according to Countess Freke, it seems Irma, the Machioness, took care of the Averil Duke’s affairs on his behalf. But recently, she has been expelled too. So, we rarely hear any news.”
‘Irma, the Machioness? Duke of Averil?’
In succession of the mentioned names, a book title suddenly popped into Letticia’s mind.
<The Duke’s Daughter is Loved by Everyone>.
A romance fantasy novel from the time when sentence-style titles were popular.
A childcare novel where Ariette Averil, the youngest of the Averil Duke’s family, appeared as the female lead.
“Sister Tori, I have something to ask.”
“Huh? What is it?”
Victoria, the oldest cousin, looked up from cutting bacon.
After taking a sip of milk, Letticia cautiously asked,
“You know about this place called Averil Duchy. What kind of place is it?”
“The Averil Duchy is the largest family in the East. More than half of the Empire’s wheat comes from their territory, Elrey.”
“Elrey?”
Letticia’s heart sank at Victoria’s words.
It was because the name of the place where Ariette lived was Elrey.
“Letty? What’s wrong? Why are you just biting on the bread?”
“Are you still half-asleep? Hey!”
Despite the concerned words from her cousins and brother, Letticia couldn’t gather her thoughts to respond.
Reincarnation? Me, reincarnation!
‘It can’t be. Me, reincarnation? What kind of novel-like plot is this? And of all things, in a childcare novel!’
Is someone writing a novel titled ‘Woke Up as an Extra in a Childcare Novel’ or something?
Regardless of Letticia feeling like she might lose half of her sanity, from the moment she realized the fact of her reincarnation, knowledge from the ‘original work’ kept surfacing.
Ariette Averil, dubbed the ‘child born after killing her mother,’ endured a pitiful childhood filled with neglect.
The warm Duchess, who melted the cold heart of the Duke, died giving birth to her, and grieving for the loss of his wife and mother, the Duke and his brothers vented their sorrow onto the youngest daughter, neglecting and resenting her.
Irma, the Machioness who came to take care of the family in place of the Duke, treated the eldest son, Alexander, and the second son, Achilles, kindly, but Ariette, resembling the Duchess, was considered a thorn in her side and was abused.
Thus, hated by everyone in the family, Ariette endured torment from maids until the age of 5, experiencing an unfortunate childhood marked by malnutrition due to lack of proper care.
However, Ariette, with her appearance and temperament resembling her mother, was a bright and kind child. Continuously reaching out to her family, she eventually succeeded in winning the hearts of her father and brothers.
As soon as her brothers learned about the unjust treatment their sister received from the Machioness, they reported it to their father. The Duke then expelled the maids, the governess who encouraged the harassment, and the Machioness herself.
That way, Ariette became the beloved youngest in the family and grew into the protagonist of a childcare novel, eventually stealing the heart of the future Crown Prince, Matthias.
‘…No, maybe I shouldn’t jump to conclusions. Perhaps it’s just a coincidence in names. Our country is so vast; imagine how difficult it would be to come up with unique names for everything. They might have lazily named it Elrey 1, Elrey 2, or something like that. Or maybe I misheard. I said “Eray,” and they said “Elrey.” It could be a simple misunderstanding.’
Filled with an unwillingness to believe, she let my mind wander and, in an attempt to escape reality, found myself blurting out almost anything.
“Why are you like this? You were the same the day before yesterday. Is something hurting?”
“Did you eat something bad?”
Thankfully, the gaze she received was more akin to that directed at a troubled child rather than an eccentric one.
Grateful for the kindness of her sister and brothers, she pondered how to salvage the situation after gulping down milk and bread in one go.
What should she say to not appear awkward? What response would smoothly transition the conversation?
“I spaced out because it seemed familiar from somewhere.”
“Spaced out? What are you talking about?”
“Where did you space out? And why hit there again?”
“… I just spaced out.”
As the expression on her brothers’ faces questioned what she was saying, the expression involuntarily escaped her. Now she was recalling expressions from her past life.
Just remembering a novel is leading to recalling expressions from her past life, of all things.
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To Be Continued…
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