Chapter 21: Mother and Daughter

Olivianne walked upstairs without looking back and returned to the small bedroom on the second floor of the cottage.

After dragging her mother inside, she turned and shut the door, then let out a long breath and flopped face-down on the

bed, yawning.

Finally, some peace and quiet~

As Olivianne muttered this, she turned her head and saw her mother still standing by the door, pressing her ear against it

like she was eavesdropping on the noise from the living room.

After a moment, Olivianne perked up her ears too and listened downstairs. The living room was dead silent, not a single

sound. But to Fufu, that was even more terrifying. Someone like Venos—if she scolds and yells at you, at least she vents

her anger. But if she swallows her frustration, she’ll definitely start plotting revenge in silence.

A while later, Olivianne saw her mother pacing back and forth restlessly before finally sitting on the edge of the bed,

looking worried.

“Sweetheart… your aunt might treat us badly, but you haven’t graduated yet. We still have to depend on this family. As for

the marriage contract, since she made the decision herself, she probably also has a way to solve it. Why don’t you just go

apologize to her? Please? Don’t be so impulsive… Sometimes we just have to endure it. I’ve endured it for so many

years…”

“Mom, don’t worry…

The blue-haired loli gave the beautiful woman in front of her a confident smile. A warm, indescribable feeling rose in her

chest—being cared for, being worried about, being loved. And besides, she still had memories from her past life. Who

wouldn’t want to enjoy the affection of such a charming and beautiful mother?

And… this was something she had never experienced before in her past life.

But while she was dumbly smiling to herself, Fufu was starting to panic. The beautiful woman looked at her daughter’s

overconfident Hercules smile and started to worry. That emotional swing from anger to happiness was way too fast…

something felt off…

Besides, normally, her daughter always stayed silent in front of Venos at home—no matter how badly they were scolded,

just like her, she’d bear it in silence. But today, she suddenly dared to talk back so fiercely. That’s just…

The more she thought about it, the more a terrifying thought crept into the beautiful woman’s mind. After doing business

for so many years, she’d heard all sorts of tragic stories—and there was one classic tale she couldn’t forget:

A quiet person gets bullied for years. They show no reaction, but deep inside, their resentment builds and builds… until

one day, they snap and turn into a terrifying monster, losing all control. And the next time they’re pushed too far, they go

completely berserk—chopping their enemies into pieces!

Fufu thought, This is bad… this is really bad… What if my daughter’s depression has gotten so bad she’s planning to

take that fat woman down with her in a suicide move?!

Just the thought of it made Fufu break into a cold sweat. Her eyes welled up with tears as she suddenly grabbed

Olivianne’s hand tightly and spoke with a trembling voice, barely holding back sobs:

“Sweetheart… I feel like something’s not right with you today…”

Olivianne panicked on the spot. Wait—was she that easy to read?! No way! It’s not like she didn’t have her memories from

before. It’s just that she blanked out on some of the little details…

[Jie jie jie~ The streamer’s otaku aura must’ve been too strong—busted~]

[Right? Since the moment she walked in, she’s been staring at her mom’s boobs. What kind of ‘mourning girl’

is that?]

[But Auntie really is huge… ahhh, prpr.]

[Chill, streamer. It’s just because you forgot the secret mother-daughter handshake. How about this—give her

a squeeze and report back the texture.]

[Seconded! Quick, streamer! If you grope them, I’ll believe they’re real—wait, no—I mean, if you grope them,

Auntie will believe you’re real!]

Hey hey hey! All of you—stop slandering me! Who was staring?! And stop looking at my mom, okay?! She’s my adorable

mom—only I get to look at her!

Olivianne screamed in her heart at the barrage of chat comments, then forced herself to take a few deep breaths to calm

down. She steadied her mind: Right now, I am Olivianne.

Then she turned back around and asked her mother, trying not to sound suspicious:

“What’s wrong, Mom?”

“ sweetheart, you… you’re not planning to go down with Venos, are you? You can’t, sweetheart! Please don’t do anything

foolish. Mommy only has you—wu wu wu…”

Hearing Fufu’s quiet sobbing, Olivianne’s mouth twitched. She couldn’t help it—“Pfft!”—she burst out laughing.

Wait… that’s what she was worried about?

Fufu raised her head, flustered, and stared at her daughter’s smiling face. Oh no, oh no—her daughter’s mental state

really is broken, isn’t it?

“Sweetheart, you—”

“no, Mom, I—hahaha—what are you even thinking~ pfft pfft~ Yeah, I really can’t stand that fat woman anymore. As soon

as I got home and saw her yelling at you again, I just snapped. We’ve suffered enough all these years. That’s why I finally

stood up to her.”

Olivianne nodded, then gently reached out to wipe away the tears in Fufu’s eyes and spoke softly:

“But, since I dared to break with her, that means I’m confident I can handle the consequences. So don’t worry about the

engagement. As for going down with her? Hah—her life’s not even worth mine. Relax~”

“really? But sweetheart… that penalty fee is really high. You won’t be able to pay it all by yourself in such a short

time…”

Fufu still looked unsure. But as she glanced at her daughter, the petite girl stood up proudly on the bed, put her hands on

her hips, and declared with confidence:

“Don’t worry, Mom! Money is no problem! For a beautiful, chosen 18-year-old flower-of-youth like me, making money is

super easy~”

Well, what she said was technically true—based on knowledge from her past life. Olivianne even felt a bit regretful. If she

hadn’t reincarnated into this fantasy world, with her looks, she could’ve become a top influencer, a live streamer, maybe

even a virtual VTuber—rolling in gifts and counting money until her hands cramped.

But when Fufu heard “flower-of-youth,” “easy money,” and “urgent need for cash”… her thoughts went somewhere else.

“Huh? Sweetheart, you… you’re not going to do those kinds of things, right? Wu… there are too many men out there. It’s

dangerous! Don’t go down the wrong path, okay?”

“Uh… if there’s really no other way, I’ll… sell art, not my body?”

Fufu blinked her eyes and seriously suggested it like it was a compromise.

“Who said anything about selling my body?! Aaaah! No, Mom! It’s not that kind of method! Geez—you’re being so

annoying! Just go to sleep already. Stop worrying. Wait for my good news, okay?”

Olivianne thrashed around on the bed in shy frustration, then turned away with a flushed face.

So weird… was this what a girl’s sense of shame feels like?

Ugh, forget it. Better to start thinking about where in this stupid game world she could get some lucky break and earn a

fortune…