Summary
I was the perfect spy, raised by the Pope.
I was sent to steal a family heirloom from the Krytan Duke’s family. To sneak in, I took a shrinking potion.
“Why are my hands so small? Why does my voice sound like this? Ah! Even my pronunciation! Why am I so short?”
But something went wrong, and I became a five-year-old child.
If I failed the mission, I would die. I tried to do whatever I could to survive in this five-year-old body.
“Leponya Krytan. From today, she will be my daughter.”
And just like that, I was adopted as the youngest daughter of the Duke’s family.
If this is still a mission, then I guess it counts as sneaking in too. Sigh…
Looks like the Duke adopted me as a replacement for his missing daughter.
Great! I was planning to use him a little to find the family heirloom anyway!
Since things turned out this way, I might as well enjoy life in the Duke’s family until they send me away.
That was the plan…
“Ponya. From now on, even if it’s just a small wound, you must get it treated. That’s a family rule.”
“Fluffy. I won’t get mad even if you cut the curtains with scissors. This is your home, remember?”
“Ponya. My little sister. Our youngest can have anything she wants for the rest of her life. All she has to do is smile.”
Why are these people being so kind to me when we aren’t even related by blood?
I only got adopted to sneak in for a mission. I shouldn’t get my hopes up. I need to run away.
“After letting me get attached to you, where do you think you’re going?”
“Just take me with you. I’ll follow you anywhere.”
But I just can’t seem to leave.
Is it okay if I want this, too?
