In a certain country, I am one of the young ladies of a noble family who attend an academy. One of the things that set me apart from others is that our family is poor due to continuous flooding in our territory. The other is that I received a blessing from God during the traditional worship ceremony when I turned eight, which is a rare miracle that only a few people receive every few years. However, the blessing I received was not as wonderful as those recorded in the country's history books. When the content of my blessing became known, the flood of marriage proposals that had come with the rumor of my blessing suddenly disappeared. As a child, I didn't care about it. As I grew older, I learned that people were talking about me as someone with a disappointing blessing, but it didn't bother me. I studied diligently at the academy to repay my parents and brother for letting me attend, and I used the blessing I received from God to earn pocket money to reduce the financial burden on my family. This is a story about how my daily life was shattered by the blessing God gave me.