I transmigrate straight into a difficult childbirth, and the moment I step outside, my own maternal grandmother tries to sell me. Just when I plan to show off my cooking skills, my paternal grandmother exposes me. When will this string of disasters, where I trip three times with every step, finally end? Luckily, I have an older brother who can’t stand to see me cry, a second brother who can’t resist when I act cute, and a third brother who agrees with everything I say. Worried I might run into danger? Don’t be. How about a strong personal bodyguard? He can beat up bad guys and get things done, and this tall, strapping man even blushes. Hey, don’t be shy. There are gods watching from three feet above, and I swear, I haven’t done a thing.
