Chapter 571: Which Cow is Delicious
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 571: Which Cow is Delicious
“Huff! Puff!”
I let out ragged breaths as I stepped into the house.
I had run all the way home from the track, but now that I was actually here, I didn't feel any sense of accomplishment—only the nagging thought that I shouldn't have done it.
“Ugh, damn it… I should’ve just walked instead of trying to show off.”
Actually, I hadn't run for no reason.
Part of it was because Choi I-seo’s gaze was so intense, and part of it was because I felt too embarrassed to keep listening to her pester Senior Ju-hee about our nights in Japan. So, I bolted.
But now, the only thing on my mind was how much I regretted it.
No matter what they said, I should have just walked. This is freaking exhausting.
“Oh? You’re back?!”
As soon as I stepped through the front door, Seo Ye-rin greeted me while holding Yu-na and Seo-woo.
I think I’ve mentioned this before, but she was currently performing the high-level technique of breastfeeding a baby on each side simultaneously.
“……You were waiting like that?”
“Ah, I was waiting for I-seo. My arms hurt, so I can’t feed them both at once.”
Aha.
“Then why don’t you come exercise with me?”
At my suggestion, Seo Ye-rin stuck her tongue out with a loud “Bleh!”
I have no idea when this girl plans to start working out, especially since she keeps saying she’s going to return to acting. She’s been talking about it for a while now, but there’s absolutely no sign of her actually starting.
“Don’t you know? Pros only start once the payment hits the account!”
“If I deposit money into your account right now, will you start?”
“No.”
Seo Ye-rin answered flatly and scurried away.
From my position of wanting someone to share the misery of exercise with, I could only smack my lips in disappointment. From now on, I basically had an inescapable logic—an unblockable move—at my disposal.
“Yaaaawn! Ugh, I’m so tired.”
Just then, Yoo Ah-rin emerged from the room.
She was yawning while holding Chae-rin; it seemed the three babies had been crying in a triple-threat symphony.
“Lately, no matter how much I sleep, I don’t feel rested.”
I immediately pointed a finger at the grumbling Yoo Ah-rin and shouted.
“That’s because you don’t exercise!”
This is the ultimate move that only people who work out can use.
The Universal Theory of Exercise.
Feeling tired lately? It’s because you don’t exercise.
Can’t go to the bathroom? It’s because you don’t exercise.
Breaking out in acne? It’s because you don’t exercise.
It’s a finishing move that allows you to blame everything on a lack of exercise.
Yoo Ah-rin replied with an annoyed expression.
“Maybe it’s not because I don’t exercise, but because some asshole came back from Japan and immediately went to town in the bedroom last night?”
“……Ah-rin Meow was cute.”
“Yaaaawn! Where did I-seo go, and why is she just sitting there like that?”
Ignoring my mention of Ah-rin Meow, she pointed at Seo Ye-rin, who was still feeding two babies at once.
“I-seo went out to exercise. With me. Right now, you’re one of the very few incredibly lazy people in this house who isn't exercising.”
There was no particular verbal response.
Yoo Ah-rin simply raised her middle finger and hummed as she headed toward the kitchen to see what was for breakfast.
A short while later, the rest of the group who had been exercising returned.
“Haaa… I think I’m actually going to die.”
Choi Jin-ah collapsed straight onto the floor.
“Did Seo-woo cry a lot?”
“No! But I-seo, I think Seo-woo likes my breasts more! My milk must be tastier!”
“Don’t be ridiculous.”
Choi I-seo took Seo-woo from her.
“Eat breakfast right away and get ready for school, Woo-jin. I’ll have the car waiting.”
And with that, Senior Ju-hee began transitioning back into her role as a bodyguard.
As I ate, I chewed over what Seo Ye-rin had said earlier.
“Now that I think about it… I wonder if the taste is different? Since you guys usually do it separately, I’ve never had the chance to compare.”
Naturally, I made a suggestion right then and there.
“Want to do it together for the first time in a while? We even have the Sex Room set up now.”
Three pairs of eyes fixed on me simultaneously.
“Woo-jin! If you want to do it with all three of us, you have to defeat me first!”
I’ve already defeated you several times, though.
“Sigh, I should have hit you more earlier.”
Choi I-seo, who had already beaten me up this morning, insisted I needed more.
“Bullshit.”
And finally, Yoo Ah-rin capped it off with an annoyed curse.
But this was actually a pretty important point.
“No, guys, think about it. What kind of method would we need to find out whose milk the children prefer? Wouldn't we eventually need to compare the tastes? Don't you want to be Grade 1 milk?”
“Pffft! Hahaha!”
Seo Ye-rin burst out laughing, pounding the table.
“……Do you want to skip school today?”
Choi I-seo looked genuinely provoked and started walking toward me again.
“That little—! Ugh, someone take the kids! I’m about to say some very bad words—!”
“Air raid! Air raid! Air raid warning for Ah-rin!”
At Yoo Ah-rin’s shout, Choi Jin-ah scrambled back up and gathered the children.
It was an impressive sight—she tucked two under her arms and put one on her shoulders before making a quick getaway.
Once the kids were gone, Yoo Ah-rin immediately spat out the curses she’d been holding back.
“This motherfucker really thinks we’re dairy cows. Hey, you prick. Does it feel good to tell your wives they should be 'Grade 1 milk' and all that shit?!”
“No… it was just a metaphor. To get you in the mood.”
“I’m not in the mood. I just feel like my stomach is turning.”
“Woo-jin, please think rationally. You’re a father now.”
“No, I was just joking around, like we usually do….”
The atmosphere was heating up.
It felt like they were taking it too seriously, so I tried to brush it off as a joke to cool things down, but…
“It’s because they’re all scared, Woo-jin.”
Seo Ye-rin suddenly poured gasoline on the fire with a bright smile.
“I’m into it. I’m confident. Since my boobies are the biggest, they’ll probably taste the best.”
“…….”
“…….”
The other two stared at Seo Ye-rin. Their expressions said, What kind of nonsense is this now? but Seo Ye-rin just shrugged and cupped the underside of her breasts, flaunting her superiority.
She’s not wearing a bra.
The outlines were clearly visible through her white t-shirt.
“It’s me.”
Seo Ye-rin acted smug. Her attitude, as if that one phrase was enough, seemed to ignite a fire in the other two.
“'It’s me,' my ass.”
“I fail to see how breast size has anything to do with the taste of milk, and even if it did, I have no idea why you’d feel superior about it.”
“Mhm, mhm. Big sister doesn't need words. I’ll just prove it with actions.”
Seo Ye-rin gave a smug thumbs-up, pointing at herself.
“It’s me.”
“Whatever, you bitch.”
“Sigh, there’s no talking to her.”
In times like this, a third party—the supporter and mediator for everyone, the husband—must step in.
“Now, now, girls, don’t fight. We can just resolve this peacefully.”
“It’s so obvious what you’re going to suggest that it’s actually absurd, Woo-jin.”
As I tried to lay the groundwork, Choi I-seo immediately shut me down.
She crossed her arms as if to hide her chest, looking displeased, but she didn't look like she would refuse if I really pushed for it.
I’ve become an expert at reading my wives' faces by now.
“Ah, fuck! I’m out! What even is this?!”
There was one person who refused particularly violently: Yoo Ah-rin.
Usually, when things are like this, Seo Ye-rin stepping in settles it.
“It’s okay, Ah-rin. You can just say you’re afraid you’ll lose because you’re flat-chested.”
“You little bitch, just you wait. I’ll show you the spicy taste of small breasts.”
Yoo Ah-rin took the bait immediately, her temper flaring.
“I don’t even know what’s happening anymore.”
As Choi I-seo held her head and sighed, Seo Ye-rin began her explanation.
“Then it’s a competition! Woo-jin will try a little bit of each and give us a rating!”
“Mhm, mhm. The only people in this world allowed to drink that are me and our kids.”
Absolutely no one else.
At my words, the three of them showed different reactions.
“Hahaha! I love it when Woo-jin gets possessive like that.”
Seo Ye-rin laughed, clearly enjoying herself.
“Ha, seriously. What is this chaos so early in the morning? I haven't even washed up yet.”
Choi I-seo sighed and pressed a hand to her forehead.
“God damn it. I must have committed some horrible sin in a past life to end up living with people like this.”
And Yoo Ah-rin just kept swearing.
Their personalities really are diverse.
Despite her words, Yoo Ah-rin walked over to the refrigerator. She opened the door, rested her chin on her hand, and began to ponder something.
“Hey, what are you doing?”
“I’m trying to figure out what I should eat to make mine the tastiest.”
“Wouldn't it be crazy if word got out? I’m the only one having it.”
“……It’s just a figure of speech.”
Anyway.
When Yoo Ah-rin looked into the fridge and asked what would be good to eat, Seo Ye-rin jumped right in.
“Chocolate, chocolate! Chocolate milk!”
Seo Ye-rin snatched a piece of chocolate from the fridge and popped it into her mouth.
This is getting out of hand.
Honestly, it started as the usual joking around, but before I knew it, a subtle competition had intensified.
But does the taste actually change or differ for everyone?
I felt like it might be different.
“Sigh, guys. Why are you being so serious?”
“Look at Choi I-seo looking for grain yogurt while saying that.”
“I-seo! If you eat that, you’ll smell like an old lady!”
“……No, I won’t.”
While various conversations were flying back and forth, I was starting to find it a bit hard to keep up.
“Okay, I’m going with an apple.”
Yoo Ah-rin bit into half an apple and gestured with her chin.
“Let’s go. To Kim Woo-jin’s Sex Room.”
I really didn't expect this to turn into such a serious battle.
……Well, it’s good for me.
Thinking that I’d get to have a great experience before heading off to school, I quickly followed them.
“……Was the grain yogurt a bad idea?”
“I-seo, you’re late! Hurry up!”
Seo Ye-rin pushed my back as Choi I-seo followed behind.
Just then, Oh Yun-ji came downstairs, yawning. She scratched her head as she saw us.
“What’s going on?”
She must have slept in later than usual because she was tired from the trip to Japan.
After a brief morning greeting, she watched us enter the Sex Room and shook her head.
“They sure have a lot of energy this early in the morning.”