... it was a lonely life.
That's what I felt at the end of my life trying to close the curtain at fifteen.
Because at that last moment, I had no one to see me off, I was alone.
Only one potted plant, which once a year brought a round of flowers to heal me, watched over my end.
The house in which I was born was a baron of nobility.
When I was young, I liked flowers and I felt like I had been taking care of them in the garden of the Mansion since then.
In our country, it is mandatory for all citizens to be baptized at the age of five and to give God a "profession". It was at the beginning of my misfortune that the profession that God gave me was "maid."
Because "maid" was a hassle profession for my parents.
Originally of high pride, glamorous and ambitious parents were looking forward to their children's careers. And I wanted my children to flourish my home. So I got mad at my results and decided to kick him out of the house one day. However, I was forced to manners, manners, reading and writing, and calculations so that I could be the maid of a family home, so that I would not be the least ashamed of my family name. If I could not remember, the hired teacher beat me with a whip and cried, but he did not forgive me.
When I was ten years old, I was physically expelled from my parents' home because of the recruitment of a Duke's maid. And he continued to work as a maid of the Duke's family, and at the end of his fourteenth year, he suffered from an incurable illness. The Duke's lord, a troubled employer at his parents' home who refused to accept me exposed to illness, isolated me in the rugged distance of the land where the mansion was sitting.
I was alone.
... someone loves me. Look at me.
It was just one little wish of mine to end a short life.
Until the end, it never came true.
... I'm sorry I couldn't take care of you.
The arm I extended into the potted plant ran out of strength and fell to the floor without reaching it.
For some reason, I felt like a divine green light had covered me, but I'm sure it was a fantasy in the midst of death.
And my sight was wrapped in darkness.
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I suddenly became brighter when I thought it was dark. Her eyelids didn't open, but she suddenly felt her vision dazzled. Suddenly the air entered my lungs, and I was surprised. I cried loudly.
"Milord! Dear Henry, you are born! She's a lovely lady!
I know the fact that I was born with a woman's voice.
"... didn't I just die...?
While I was confused, someone cleansed my body and felt wrapped in a soft, warm cloth.
Know that someone else has lifted you up after being attacked by an unexpected, fluffy feeling. Warm, big hands.
"What a cute girl! Rose, thank you so much."
That's how you make a kiss next to me.
"My, my, my, my."
That's how my little finger snaps on my cheek.
Um...
The voice of a little higher, unspeakable toddler makes my forehead squirm with a smaller hand.
"Hey, you two, be nice to your new sister."
I heard a gentle voice from a gentle woman.
"Occasionally, no, no, no."
I hear a stalwart boy's voice.
"I don't know, Rose. If you're a girl, can you just say" Daisy "?
"Yes, to Daria, Daisy. My girl decided it was the name of a flower."
The fact that they're trying to name me means that they're my parents...
Oh, I'm reborn!
I finally understood the rapidly changing situation.
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I seem to have been reborn as Daisy von Presleria.
When I was young, I and Daisy were two people in my mind.
However, the mind of "I" gradually fades. Because my parents and brother and sister loved me a lot. That love fulfilled my last wish. I was happy every day and I was already satisfied.
In order not to be inconvenienced by this happy "new me", only useful memories learned in previous students will be left in "Daisy". I took all the bad memories and decided to disappear.
... be happy, my other Daisy. Or is it your sister?
... and thank you, Father, Mother, Little Oniisama and Oniisama of House Presleria.
If someone, God, had left me a memory when I was reborn, thank you. The days I spent at the House of Daisy and Presleria were very happy.
By the time Daisy celebrated her fourth birthday, her memories of "me" had dissolved in the air.