I, Blood Rose, am the mercenary queen of the twenty-fifth century, codenamed "The Living King of Hell".
Peak achievements include: single-handedly taking out an arsenal, defusing three thousand bombs with bare hands, and driving representatives from seventeen countries crazy at the negotiation table.
Then I died and became a Milkman.
Now, my main achievements are: sucking the milk bottle to produce afterimages, commanding the whole family with my cry, and building Notre Dame de Paris with building blocks so that my uncle was almost invited to tea.
My grandfather is a business tycoon. He holds me in his arms every day during board meetings, saying that I am his "secret weapon."
My second uncle was a national actor, and every time he taught me acting, I was so disgusted that I doubted my career.
The third uncle is a genius doctor, and his main job here is to be a human rocker.
The whole family thought I was a once-in-a-millennium child prodigy.
They don't know that I'm just waiting for my body to grow up, and then I can settle the score with the bastard who cheated me in my previous life.
But before that—
Who the hell can help me unscrew this bottle? The baby's fingers are really weak! !
