I thought I was the heroine. As long as I could capture the heart of my life-long meal ticket in the end, I could become his true love, get married, have kids afterwards. In the end, giving birth to a boy could be considered as the story’s ending, and it’s all happily ever after. Anyways, aren’t all the old stories written like this!? But, I never would’ve thought that I would be stuck at the first step. Because, my meal ticket is…… ——G-general, ah!!! _(:з」∠)_ This work has another name, “Goose Goose Goose.” (Not) (T/N: in reference to the cla.s.sic Tang poem, “Song for the Goose.”)