I was executed for the reason of being the daughter of a villain. ‘You bastards, I said I didn’t do anything!’ When I opened my eyes with resentment, I returned to 14 years ago. I, who still needed the care of the villainous family, planned to save money and escape, but… “If we kill him, isn’t it’ll be over? Why are you negotiating troublesomely…” “I wike Dad who negotiates.” (I like Dad who negotiates.) “Let’s negotiate.” It’s the second time in my life. Why would a golden spoon escape!? I trained Dad and made him into a good person. Hihi. People around the world. Now, my Dad is no longer the villain, you know! *** “…Dad?” There were unclean bloodstains on Dad’s hand as he turned the fairytale book. “…Dad. …This blood…” “Ah, this.” Swishㅡ With his calm face, Dad, who was wiping the bloodstains from his hands, gently raised the corner of his lips. “Ketchup.” “It’s obviously blood…” “Ketchup.” “Blood…” My Dad looked at me, who was flustered, and stroked my hair. He, who can never be a villain, With such gentle touch to love his daughter. “It seems that Daddy got it while making Billie’s sandwich. You ate it deliciously, right, my daughter?” “…Yeshh!” Aha, so it’s because he was making a sandwich. Sure, sure! I said my Dad has become good now!