If You Have a Problem, Pay Up First

I open my eyes to find I've become the real daughter in a tragic novel, a disposable pawn drained by her whole family and doomed to die horribly.

I'm bound to the "Fairness Warrior" System, with just one rule: Whoever touches what's mine is in for bad luck.

The fake heiress puts on a sweet act: "Sister, can I have your necklace? It would look better on me at the banquet."

I list her on a secondhand site instead: "Auctioning off 'My Sister's Shamelessness,' starting bid: 100 million."

My scumbag father slams the table: "You ungrateful girl! Hand over your company shares to your brother!"

I smile and hand him a bill: "First pay back every cent you've eaten, used, and earned through deals I landed for you over the years, with interest."

The whole internet calls me rude and unfair?

I lay out the account books on livestream: "If you disagree, pay me back first."