Lys was kicked out of her party again.
The reason was simple: she was too strict, too much like a nagging dad, and just plain unlikeable.
Even though she saw danger coming in every dungeon, and even though she was the one who dragged everyone back from the brink before each party wipe, those darling girls thought she was too controlling and too annoying, like a stern father who would never learn to be gentle.
So this time, even the elf saintess voted to kick her out.
Lys couldn't be bothered to explain anymore.
Fine, kick her out. She was barely holding on anyway.
Then the Red Moon appeared, the goddess vanished, and the resurrection points stopped working. The adventure world, where people could once revive whenever they wanted, suddenly became a cruel reality where death was permanent.
And the "stern dad" they'd all despised turned into a silver-haired, adorable little girl after leaving the party, and awakened a new talent: Loving Mother.
This time, Lys wasn't going to coddle those arrogant heroines anymore.
She turned around and picked up a bunch of good-for-nothing teammates everyone else had written off: a useless priest, a Light Assassin, a Fireworks Mage, a Blurry-Eyed Archer...
Everyone said the party was doomed.
But later, when a tide of monsters engulfed a border town and her former teammates were beaten to the point of despair, they finally understood:
Every scolding Lys had given them had been teaching them how to survive.
They cried and begged her to come back.
But Lys looked at her new teammates, who obediently called her "Mom," and gripped her longsword with a cold expression.
"You silly daughters, how could a stern dad turn into a loving mother after leaving the party?"
