My father must not be my biological child. He always lets me play with fools, and he always worships fools. The children in the compound just look down on him, and fools keep pretending to be cool. Idiot's parents have good looks, high military ranks, and are always tempted by delicious food. For the sake of Idiot's good-looking appearance, they provide all-inclusive support for eating, playing, and sleeping with me, but what's the point of me being the idiot's child bride?