Chapter 270: First Love Story
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 270: First Love Story
“First... love?”
Choi Jin-ah was the first to break the silence. She seemed flustered, likely finding the topic both random and sudden.
Even so, I could feel her gaze lingering on me.
“Yeah! Stories like that are fun. They’re all in the past anyway. We can just add a bit of seasoning and listen to them with a touch of nostalgia.”
Add a bit of seasoning?
Was she openly admitting she wanted to use other people’s first love stories as mere entertainment?
I didn’t think my second sister-in-law was that kind of person...!
“Of course, I’ll tell mine too! I’ve never even shared it on my broadcast!”
The first love story of a popular internet broadcaster?
Stated simply like that, some people might be curious. But honestly, I didn’t particularly want to hear that kind of story from her.
However, she had already begun.
“Actually, I met my first love while broadcasting!”
‘She just wanted to talk about herself.’
She didn’t want to use our stories for entertainment; she wanted to use her own.
This woman was a born entertainer.
“At first, I thought he was a weirdo. He was so persistent about wanting to meet me.”
“I don’t usually meet viewers privately. But then I saw him for the first time at a fan meeting—!”
“Wait a minute.”
I tried to listen, but I couldn't take it anymore and cut her off.
“Don’t tell me that person was my brother?”
“I wouldn’t be telling this in front of you if it wasn’t, Young Master.”
Good grief.
“I might have actually listened if it wasn’t about my brother.”
To begin with, I honestly couldn't believe my brother was her first love.
She told us to add a bit of seasoning, but she was distorting the very roots of the story.
I guess that’s what it takes to be a broadcaster.
“Hmph. Fine, if you don’t want to hear my story, then you tell yours, Young Master.”
She grumbled, annoyed that she couldn't finish her tale.
Usually, other people’s love stories are the most boring things in the world, so I wondered why she was so obsessed with them.
“Do you really want to hear it? It’s someone I met in college—”
“...Don’t tell me it’s Yun-ji?”
“Didn’t you ask knowing that already?”
When I crossed my arms and shot back a question to give her a sharp retort, she scratched her neck awkwardly.
There was no way she didn't know about me and Yun-ji.
“But can a man really have his first love as late as college?”
Having picked up bits and pieces from internet broadcasts, she looked at me skeptically.
“Don’t they usually have one way before that? Especially someone like you, Young Master—I’d expect you to be quite fast in that department.”
Choi Jin-ah flinched at those words.
Then, she subtly chimed in.
“Th-that’s true. Don’t guys usually experience their first love in elementary school or something?”
“I didn’t.”
I wasn’t sure what kind of answer they wanted, but I didn't have much interest in girls when I was young.
“To be honest, the girls around me back then didn't really feel like girls to me.”
“As expected...”
I stared blankly at Senior Ju-hee, who seemed convinced for some reason. I really wanted to ask why she found that so plausible, but I barely managed to hold back.
“Still, college feels way too late. When I was broadcasting, I looked into this, and usually, cases like this are—”
I had sat down intending to play games. Before I knew it, we were deep into an in-depth (?) discussion about first loves.
“People who think they were just kids in middle or high school, so it wasn't 'real' love? People who think a bit like that.”
She really could say cringey things without batting an eye.
Choi Jin-ah didn't seem to agree with that opinion, and Senior Ju-hee looked like she wasn't sure.
‘Well, Senior Ju-hee was probably too busy beating up every guy she saw in middle and high school.’
Where would she have found the time to feel things like that?
“Anyway. You must have felt your heart flutter at least once before college. Right?”
Seeing as she didn't believe me even when I said it was Oh Yun-ji, it seemed she had no intention of letting me go until I gave her an answer.
I let out a short sigh and looked back at the past.
Me.
The first time I felt my heart race because of a woman?
When was it?
Surprisingly—truly surprisingly—the answer came to mind instantly. But I wondered if I should actually say it out loud.
“You really want me to say it?”
“Yes!”
“I-I am curious.”
“...”
I clicked my tongue at the pressure from the three of them. Since they were pushing this hard, it felt wrong to keep dodging.
Besides, it was practically a law of nature.
“Uihara Ai.”
“...”
The only one who recognized the name was my sister-in-law.
Her jaw dropped, and she stared at me with a slanted posture.
The other two had quite fresh reactions.
“Was she Japanese?”
“Did you study abroad?”
The two of them surprisingly had something in common.
Choi Jin-ah’s reaction was likely due to the shackles of her patriarchal and oppressive household.
On the other hand, Senior Ju-hee probably never had the chance to turn her gaze toward such things.
I understood both of them.
“She’s an AV actress.”
But I wished they would stop looking at me like I was trash.
I understood them, so why couldn't they understand me?
“Hey, you asked. If you’re asking when I first felt flustered by a woman, that’s the only time. What do you want me to do?”
Was this my fault?
Everyone around me back then was just a brat; why would I feel anything?
Of course, I was a brat too back then.
“Then Woo-jin...”
Senior Ju-hee cleared her throat and summarized it simply.
“The first woman you saw naked was your first love.”
She seemed convinced once again.
“No, if you put it like that...”
I tried to deny it, but since it wasn't entirely wrong, I decided to let it slide.
No matter what I said now, the cold stares from Choi Jin-ah and Senior Ju-hee wouldn't change.
“You really are something, Young Master.”
My sister-in-law was even regretting it, saying she’d let Sturdy hear something bad for his development.
“As if you guys have such grand first love stories.”
When I snapped back in annoyance, my sister-in-law’s gaze shifted to the other two.
“Right, we’ve all talked! Now it’s your turn, you two!”
As the sister-in-law pointed her gun at them, the two looked at each other.
Choi Jin-ah was the first to speak. Perhaps because the situation was awkward, her words were a bit fast and sounded urgent.
“I think mine was in elementary school.”
“Oh, right. Now that’s a first love story.”
I’d told myself I’d listen out of spite, but hearing Choi Jin-ah actually start her story felt uncomfortable.
Even if I wanted to get up, it would look even weirder, so I was stuck in an awkward position.
‘I should have just gone back to my room.’
I regretted it, but it was too late.
“H-he was a bit of a prankster. So the kids around him found him a bit hard to get along with.”
I see.
“But he did play a central role in the class. Even if he didn't lead people himself, he had a tendency to drive the flow of things.”
Hmm?
‘Wait, this doesn't sound like me.’
I had naturally assumed Choi Jin-ah’s elementary school first love was me.
But listening to the story, it didn't really feel like me at all.
Had I misunderstood?
‘This is so damn embarrassing.’
I felt like I wanted to hide somewhere, realizing I’d been getting ahead of myself and jumping to conclusions.
“He got in trouble a lot, too. He... he even set up a gambling ring during field day to bet on whether the White Team or the Blue Team would win. And he got caught.”
“Whoa, a kid playing that big?”
My sister-in-law chimed in, and Senior Ju-hee was now focused as well.
That kid was pretty bold.
But was there really a kid who would do that?
‘Wait, this...’
While I was blankly searching my memory, Choi Jin-ah continued, stealing a glance at me.
“He got caught by the teacher and was supposed to get in huge trouble. I heard... the pot had grown much larger than expected.”
It wasn't a normal elementary school.
It was a wealthy elementary school where most of the kids had parents with deep pockets.
2,552,300 won.
Thanks to kids who received excessively large allowances for elementary students, the amount that exceeded two million won was etched into my mind.
From 1st grade to 6th grade.
I had gone around with a money box, scraping up cash and persuading the kids.
What was it back then?
Was it when I was acting out because I wanted to buy Diablo when it came out? No, I was trying to buy something really expensive.
“He got caught by all the teachers, and normally their parents should have been notified, but it was naturally buried.”
“How does something like that get buried?”
“That’s amazing.”
“Right? I don’t know either. The kid came back from the faculty office, returned all the money, and it was just buried.”
I didn't return it.
To be precise, I only returned it to the kids who bet on the White Team and won. I lied and said the whole thing was busted because the teacher caught us, and only gave back the principal.
I pocketed the money from the Blue Team kids.
‘I was a crazy bastard now that I think about it.’
And why did the teachers bury it?
I had said exactly one thing in the faculty office.
‘I was just doing what the teachers do.’
I knew the teachers were betting money on the White and Blue teams, so I used that against them.
If the parents found out about this mess, it would mean confessing that they were gambling using the students, so it naturally died down.
“Anyway, that part of him seemed impressive. Unlike me, that boy drove everything proactively on his own.”
It really was me.
“He was a kid with a lot of personality.”
“I guess there are kids who are bold even in elementary school.”
My sister-in-law and Senior Ju-hee said Choi Jin-ah’s story was interesting, calling it fascinating.
“Well, you’re immature in elementary school. It happens. I guess he was so incredibly adorable that they could forgive anything.”
I tried to defend my elementary self and gloss over the story.
“...”
Choi Jin-ah, however, looked at me as if I were talking nonsense.
Next was Senior Ju-hee.
I really wanted to get up now, but Senior Ju-hee told her story much more calmly than expected.
“A junior I met in college. But he had a girlfriend, so I gave up on my feelings.”
“You met your first love in college? That’s interesting.”
“I know, right? I never had time to meet anyone in college, so I don’t really know what that feels like.”
What the hell?
When I said earlier that Yun-ji, whom I met in college, was my first love, no one believed me.
But now they believed her instantly.
Talk about discrimination.
“But what made you fall for him?”
Choi Jin-ah seemed interested in college romance and dug deeper.
“Ahem, well—that is...”
Senior Ju-hee, who hadn't intended to say more, hesitated for a moment.
“His manly side?”
She glanced at me with her face slightly flushed.
“His manly side?”
“If Ju-hee felt that, he must have been really manly. I’m curious.”
“Me too! I’m curious about what kind of situation made you feel that way.”
Choi Jin-ah and my sister-in-law continued to press her. I was racking my brain again.
‘Manly side?’
Was there a situation where Senior Ju-hee would have thought I was manly?
If I’m manly, Senior Ju-hee is practically a macho man. What could I have—
‘Ah.’
As I sifted through my memories again, I remembered.
The moment Senior became interested in me.
‘It was when the three of us did it at Gold One.’
The monumental first threesome with Seo Ye-rin and Yoo Ah-rin.
I remembered spanking the asses of Seo Ye-rin, who was moaning beneath me, and Yoo Ah-rin, who was rushing me, to calm them down.
“Hmm.”
I nodded with a satisfied smile.
“It was damn manly.”
“Sigh.”
Senior Ju-hee let out a deep sigh after seeing my reaction.