K-Eldest Daughter Possessed a Childcare Novel

I began to contemplate something I had never thought about my whole life: my own identity.

‘Why did the eldest son of Duke Alton become a daughter instead?’

Everything else matched the novel perfectly, so why was my gender the only thing that changed?

As I pondered in front of the mirror, suddenly I recalled my mother’s prenatal dream she used to tell me.

“Your mother was walking deep in the forest when she came across a cute baby animal trembling by the roadside. Its thick black fur and red eyes were so beautiful.”

Feeling sorry for the trembling creature, she tried to embrace it, but suddenly, a blood-stained black beast appeared from behind. It bit the baby animal’s neck and rushed into my mother’s arms. Startled, she embraced both. Because of this dream, my parents thought that Belladi had a twin.

Now, here was the question, was I the cute trembling baby animal, or was I the blood-stained black beast?

‘Obviously, I must have been the black beast!’

In my previous life, I died in a car accident and had shed a lot of blood. So, naturally, I must have been the one dripping with blood.

‘But wait, the baby animal was supposed to be the eldest brother in the original work.’

Did I dive into my mother’s arms biting the baby animal’s neck, and thus, was I born this way, mixed up with that eldest brother?

I stared at my face in the mirror, where there was not a trace of my mother.

In reality, this dream alone didn’t explain everything. But regardless of how it happened, I had lived as and would continue to live that way.

So, I thought that thinking about it further would only give me a headache.

‘I’m not thrilled about being born as the eldest daughter this time either.’

Before possession, I was also the eldest daughter. In a poor household where my younger brother was always favored.

After that, it was a predictable story.

Parents who demanded sacrifices from the eldest daughter.

“We only have a daughter.”

“Indeed, our daughter is the best.”

I obeyed only to be praised with such words.

My parents were always lamenting their lack of money, so I lived carefully.

In high school, I received only a minimal allowance, and in college, my support was cut off entirely, and I worked hard.

In contrast, my brother grew up oblivious to our poverty. He always received pocket money from our parents and enjoyed a carefree life.

‘Unlike me, who was gradually worn out.’

That was how I graduated from college. My parents pressured me to manage my salary if I got a job.

But was it good luck or bad luck?

I failed to get a job right after graduation and became a job seeker.

The reaction of my family then was…

“Ugh, did you play around all that time? Why can’t you get a job like everyone else, you lazy brat?”

“Job search? Figure it out yourself. Don’t rely on your old parents.”

“Well, that’s how it is. My sister really has no spine.”

The disillusionment I felt then!

I had lived a life always crushed by the responsibilities and obligations of being the eldest daughter. But still, I thought my family appreciated my sacrifices.

I thought my parents pitied me, and I thought my brother was grateful to me.

‘But no one in my family ever really thought about me.’

I realized this too late. My sacrifices and concessions meant nothing to my family.

After that, I ran away from home and cut ties with them. My family cursed me as a cold, selfish woman.

But I didn’t care at all. I was determined.

I didn’t need to sacrifice anymore!

From now on, I would only know and care about myself, and I would live well!

‘And then I died in a car accident shortly after.’

My life was bitter. It was like drinking cider without any sugar.

As I was dying, one thing filled my mind.

“Please! Let me be born in my next life as the only child of a harmonious wealthy family so I can live without worrying about money!”

“So why was I born as the eldest again?”

Moreover, not in the modern world where I lived but as the eldest daughter of the noble family in the novel I read.

And it wasn’t just an ordinary possession—it was a twisted one.

‘Let’s calm down, Belladi Alton.’

After taking a deep breath, I called the maids to the bathroom.

“My eyes are swollen, so bring me a warm compress.”

“Yes, Lady Belladi.”

“I’ll also need a massage, so get ready for that too.”

After bowing deeply, the maids quickly brought the compress. They applied it to my eyes, and as I lay on the sofa for a while, one of them spoke up.

“Preparations for the massage are complete, Lady Belladi.”

“Good. My whole body feels stiff after Mother’s funeral.”

“Yes, Lady Belladi. I’ll be more thorough than usual.”

After changing clothes, I headed to the massage room prepared in another room. Soon, I smelled the aroma of oils I liked. The maids massaged me with careful hands.

It was a luxurious moment I could never have had in my past life. I enjoyed this moment and recalled the last wish before I died.

A harmonious, wealthy family, and an only child.

‘Well, at least I was born as a wealthy family’s child, so that’s something.’

Otherwise, I would have destroyed everything as soon as I recalled my memory.

I felt my fatigue dissipating and thought more specifically about the original novel’s content.

First, the original heroine, Nesia. She was adopted as the youngest daughter of Duke Alton at the age of 11.

People thought the cold Duke adopted Nesia because she resembled his deceased wife so much.

‘Well, in a sense, Nesia is still the Duke’s child.’

Anyway, the sunshine-like Nesia completely changed the gloomy Duke after the death of the Duchess Alton. The men of the duchy fell head over heels for the charming Nesia.

Even though this bright Nesia had a painful past…

‘She grew while meeting her father, brothers, and the male protagonist.’

Yes.

This novel was a healing growth story about an adorable female protagonist without great villains, serious incidents, or complicated human relationships.

‘I’ve reincarnated into the position of the first brother in such a novel.’

So, who was going to quietly support and cherish my younger sister?

… me?

‘Ridiculous.’

I would declare boldly.

From now on, would I yield to and care for my younger siblings? Would I carry the responsibility as the eldest?

That kind of thing would never, ever happen again in my life.

‘I have to take care of my own rice bowl. Family? Siblings? I don’t need any of that.’

As the saying went, old habits die hard.

I lived the same life as before, as a good, responsible eldest daughter who always yielded to her younger brother and listened to her parents’ words.

‘At least in this wealthy household, I didn’t have to worry about money as much as before…’

This place still adhered quite a bit to patriarchal traditions. Our parents weren’t completely out of touch with that.

Especially Mother had a strong tendency to feel sorry for her son openly.

‘Every day she worried about poor Meldor.’

Thinking up to this point, anger surged up anew, and I clenched my fist tightly.

“La-Lady Belladi?”

The maids who were massaging me asked in surprise as I tensed up. I removed the mask from my face and sat up.

“Enough for today. You may start cleaning up.”

“Yes, yes!”

A few maids cleaned up the massage room, while others helped me change into indoor clothes.

After changing clothes and fixing my hair, a knock sounded. I nodded to the nearby maid, and the waiting maid opened the door.

There stood the person who had been waiting in front of the door.

“Lady Belladi. The Duke requests your presence.”

It was Father’s servant.

“Now? What about Meldor?”

“He has also been summoned.”

“Alright. Just finish this up and then we’ll go.”

At my words, the maids who were tying my hair worked even more diligently. After a simple preparation, I followed the servant to Father’s study.

Upon entering the study, Meldor was already there.

“You’re late.”

Father, seated on the central sofa, spoke without even looking at me. Meldor, seated on the sofa to Father’s right, raised one corner of his mouth in disdain.

“Late again due to that damned dressing up. Isn’t that more important to you than Father’s summons?”

That bastard…

I restrained myself from grabbing Meldor’s head. Instead, I slightly bowed my head to Father.

“I apologize for being late.”

As I sat on the left sofa, Father sighed heavily.

“As you know, as of yesterday, all formal mourning ceremonies have concluded. We must now return to our daily lives.”

The atmosphere in the study became subdued at his words. Father’s expression was stern, and Meldor, too, appeared noticeably gloomy.

I… I was not sure.

Certainly, yesterday was so sad, as if the world were collapsing…

Upon recovering my memories of my past life, it felt like my love for Mother had frozen solid.

‘Now, all that’s left is…’

At that moment, Father spoke again.

“We should postpone Belladi’s engagement issue further. Let’s wait until the household atmosphere settles.”

“Yes, Father.”

“Meldor, your swordsmanship lessons will resume. It will be tough but endure a little longer.”

“… yes, Father.”

“I trust you.”

Upon Father’s words, Meldor nodded with a dark expression.

After such a terse conversation ended, Meldor and I left Father’s study.

As we walked down the corridor, Meldor, walking beside me, glared at me.

“You’re lucky. You just play without any obligations.”

“What did you say?”

At my words, Meldor shrugged.

“Did I say something wrong? You just dress up comfortably like today, and when the time comes, you’ll marry a gentleman from a good family. Some always struggle with rigorous training and studying.”

“…”

“You should be thankful to me. It’s because of my sacrifice that you live so comfortably.”

I didn’t listen to Meldor’s nonsense and kept walking.

“Hey! Where are you going while I’m talking?”

My head was boiling with anger.

‘Calm down. Let’s calm down.’

Right now, I was too close to Father’s study. I ignored Meldor’s shout and left that place.

And when I reached a quiet corridor, unable to bear it, I punched the wall.

Bang!

With a heavy sound, the brick wall caved in where my fist had struck.

“Yikes.”

“La-Lady Belladi…”

The maids following me were startled by my appearance, but I paid them no mind.

“What’s pitiable about that.”

I wanted to say this to my deceased mother.

That Mother’s favoritism ruined her children’s characters completely.