“Hello? My name is Estelle. I know it’s sudden, but… would you be my mom?”
“I’m not just asking you to raise me for free. I’ll cover my own living expenses, so please just buy a lottery ticket with this number.”
A girl appeared out of nowhere.
I thought it was some kind of joke—but the lottery ticket actually won.
And not just a small amount—it was a whopping 10 billion Luce!
“Now that we’re rich, please adopt me!”
“Sorry, but no matter how much money we have, I can’t adopt you. I’m single.”
In this country, only married couples can adopt children.
I thought Estelle had understood that, but then—
“Dad! Mom’s trying to abandon us! Dad can’t earn any money! And I eat way too much!”
She clung to a man who had barely survived and lost all memory of his name and identity, spouting complete nonsense!
“Wait a minute, don’t look at me like that! We’re total strangers, okay? I don’t know who you are!”
“I may not remember anything, but it’s all my fault, honey. Please give me one more chance, okay?”
“I’m telling you, I’m not!”
A woman insisting they’re strangers, and a five-year-old child crying and calling them Mom and Dad.
It was only natural that the man believed the child.
“You may want to get rid of me no matter what, honey, but I’m not leaving my bunny-like wife and fox-like daughter behind. I’m staying.”
There was no way to get rid of the man who insisted on staying no matter what.
With no other choice, I decided to just wait until he regained his memory.
But from that day on, I began to have strange dreams.
‘B-Back off! If you don’t, this child’s life is forfeit!’
‘Gasp! That house is on fire! I have to go put it out!’
‘Got her! This little brat bet money on Thunderbolt Rising!’
Dreams where Estelle, who eventually became my daughter after many twists and turns, dies, gets badly hurt, or is kidnapped.
