My younger sister is the heroine of a coming-of-age tragedy.
And I transmigrated into her spendthrift older brother.
The moment I opened my eyes, I saw my sexist grandmother deliberately serving chicken legs only to me and my cousin.
When it was my sister's turn, she said there weren't any left.
I gave my chicken leg to my sister, but Grandma stopped me.
"A girl like you can't possibly eat such a fine thing."
I smiled.
Then I snatched the chicken leg from my cousin's bowl, too, and put them both in my sister's bowl.
"Today, I'll show you what it means to be a champion eater."
So you're the heroine of a coming-of-age tragedy, huh?
Then I'll raise you into a confident, cheerful heroine instead!