As the only hope to stop the end of the world,
I’ve lived 99 lives with everyone pressuring me to sacrifice myself.
I dearly hoped this life would be my last…!

“A lady is born!”

I’ve ended up beginning my 100th life.

They’re going to give me a hero treatment and sacrifice me again anyways.
Is what I thought, but—

“Thank you for being born safely.”
“Unnie’s gon to get dem all for you!”
“Can I please see our youngest smiling as well?”
“Hey little baby, did you miss me?”

This life is a bit… weird.