After I Turned a Horror Game into a Parenting Simulation Game

Armed with severe mysophobia and OCD, a housewife accidentally enters a game she believes is a parenting simulator. She whips her rebellious son into shape, disciplines her daughter, and meticulously re-stitches her husband’s corpse. When she clears the game, her family tearfully bids her farewell. Only then does she discover the terrifying truth: her husband is the ultimate boss, her son is a lethal god, and her daughter has crushed a hundred players. She was in a horror game all along.

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Chapter 3

: The Taste of a Mother's Love

As a mother, there's one thing I can't stand: a school-aged kid who goes astray!

Dressing up like a delinquent at such a young age!

I'll make you taste what a mother's love is all about!

I snatched up a nearby Feather Duster and smacked him hard on the leg. "Is that any way to talk to me? I'm your mother! And what is this nonsense? Putting your feet on the coffee table! What if we had guests over? How would that look? Get them down!"

The boy's phone dropped from his hand. He looked up and stared at me, his face blank and utterly bewildered.

"Holy shit, does this newbie have a death wish? How dare she treat the second boss like that?"

"The second boss is probably going to bite her head clean off. This is too gory for me, I'm out, I'm out."

Oblivious to the stream of comments, I grabbed him by the ear and hauled him to his feet!

"What are you looking at? What I say, goes! If you don't clean this coffee table right now, I'll be the one cleaning your clock! And another thing, what on earth are you wearing? What is that ridiculous Gaudy Emo Hairstyle? Why weren't you at school today? Are you asking for a beating?"

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