The Blizzard Is Coming, So I Give My Biased Parents a Deadly Gift Basket

The day my parents barged into my home with my younger brother, a blizzard disaster struck.

The temperature plunged to minus 80 degrees.

The three of them immediately took over my home and shoved me into an unheated storage room.

I was forced to eat their leftovers and cook and do laundry for the whole family.

Because my younger brother said he wanted meat, they stewed the * I had depended on for companionship.

Then they kicked me out and left me to freeze to death!

When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day the blizzard hit.

When my father called, I smiled.

This time, I'll let you all enjoy the wonderful surprise I've prepared!

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.