The Snow Leopard Baby of the Black Leopard Family

I was born a half-blood, abused by my maternal grandfather because I was a useless child who inherited none of my parents' families' abilities — and in the end, I died.

But I went back in time, still remembering my past life, and nothing had changed.

I had two choices: live like before, abused and bullied until I died, or go to the father who hated me.

"I don't want to die again."

So I went to my father, holding proof that I was a daughter of the Black Leopard family.

"Please… let me stay here."

All I asked for was protection until I came of age. After that, I'd leave and live quietly without troubling anyone. Because this time, I was going to be a good child.

But…

"My beloved daughter, if anyone lays a finger on you, I'll kill them on the spot."

My father, whom I thought hated me, was so very kind to me.

"Freynide, don't hug Thiel so much. I heard girls are very sensitive at this age."

"Who told you that? Thiel loves hugs."

My two older brothers, whom I thought were frightening, adore me.

"Thiel, I'll hand over the position of family head to you."

And my grandfather suddenly made me head of the family.

Wait… didn't everyone hate me?