After My Family Chose Their Adopted Daughter, They Entered My Horror Instance

My birth parents and their family of four accidentally entered the horror game I was in.

They recognized me and put on the same haughty airs they had back then:

“Help us clear a few more stages while we’re here. Once we get out, we’ll consider whether to take you back.”

I nodded obediently. “Of course, Mom.”

Later, watching them flee in a wretched panic as monsters chased them, I asked with a beaming smile:

“How are you enjoying this stage?”