I Know My Child

I was hit by a reincarnation truck and reborn as the eldest daughter of a baron’s house.

A harmonious family, an adorable younger sister, a modest territory.

I had planned to spend my whole life doing no work at all and living lazily off everyone else.

“How on earth did this happen?”

“I don’t remember?”

“You do. I mean I don’t know how it all flowed into this situation.”

“……That’s rich coming from you.”

I ended up making a mistake with the duke, one of the empire’s three great noble families.

Well, fine. Things happen. A mistake is a mistake; there was nothing to feel inferior about.

But that day, my younger sister got caught up in something dangerous.

“If it’s known that I saw it, everyone will die. We have to run, Sister.”

You’re the reason I’m running, though?

***

“How do you look at it and still call it anything other than my child? Do you really think you can fool me by lying like that?”

“Are you saying I pretended not to be pregnant and raised my child as my younger sibling’s child?”

“I didn’t say that! I’m saying you should admit that child is mine!”

It’s been five years; shouldn’t this mistake be something we can just let go by now?

Just this alone is driving me crazy, and now—

“Still, my son isn’t without fault, so I’ll make sure to secure reasonable child support. Go back to the countryside.”

My future mother-in-law handed over an envelope.

“I’ve been so curious about who took my pale-blue dress from the duke’s room.”

The flower of high society starts talking nonsense.

“The union of Clauser and Aren…… that’s far too dangerous.”

And the empress turns hostile.

I wanted to live quietly, just earning money, but to protect my child, I feel like I’ll have to kill them all.