Healing Server?
"Haaah... Feels so refreshing."
I hated taking showers, but man, I always felt amazing afterward. And up until last week, drying off had been kinda embarrassing because my body felt so soft and different from before, but ever since Ul Eonni picked out my underwear, it started feeling... familiar somehow? Anyway, after that, I could towel off without a second thought.
I shook out my wet hair with the towel for a good long while, then slipped into the cute pink pajamas Ul Eonni had bought me last time and checked myself in the mirror. I had no idea why she'd pick something like this, but once I tried them on, they were actually pretty cute—soft, fluffy, and warm. Kinda growing on me.
"But isn't the neckline a bit too low? Whatever, it's just for home, so who cares?"
Ul Eonni wouldn't have picked these out on purpose, right? Sure, she treats me like a doll, always poking and prodding, but no way she'd go that far. I shook my head, denying the thought. Digging deeper felt risky somehow, so I flung open the bathroom door and hurried into the living room.
"Did our little Yoon-ie finish washing up? Mmm..."
Ul Eonni gave me this weird look, scanning me from head to toe before nodding in satisfaction. ...She didn't plan this, did she?
"You're so pretty! I knew you'd look perfect."
"Y-yeah? But the chest part is kinda..."
"That's what makes it... I mean, it's for home—gotta be loose and comfy. Tight collars mess with your sleep anyway."
She said that, but her eyes kept lingering around my collarbone. It was obvious she had ulterior motives, but her shameless excuses were so smooth and confident I almost bought it.
"...Isn't it still too low?"
"Ahem, nope. Come eat already! I made sandwiches."
The second I eyed my chest suspiciously, she cleared her throat and pointed to the plate of sandwiches. She's talking like that because she totally picked them out on purpose... But I kinda like them, so I'll let it slide.
"Pervert."
"Hehe..."
I couldn't just let it go, so I muttered under my breath as I plopped down on the floor. She looked guilty—didn't try anything funny this time, just grinned sheepishly. Yeah, her conscience was definitely stinging.
I let out a small sigh and eyed the sandwiches on the table. Golden-toasted bread stuffed with ground meat, cheese, and all sorts of veggies—looked delicious.
"Let's eat."
"Yep!"
I grabbed one and took a huge bite. The crunch of the bread mixed with salty cheese and what was definitely beef, filling my mouth completely.
"Mmm... so good."
I couldn't help but munch away in awe. Seriously, why was my sister such an amazing cook? She should've been a chef, not some office worker.
"That good, huh?"
I looked up at her voice, and there she was, chin in hand, staring at me all cute-obsessed. Being watched like that while I ate made me a little shy. Eating wasn't even pretty...
"...You eat too, Eonni."
"Got it. Let's eat."
Once I saw her munching, I dove back in. Before I knew it, the sandwiches were gone without a trace.
"That was seriously delicious."
"Yeah? Love seeing you eat well. So, streaming today too?"
"Yeah. Collab with the unnis—gonna game together."
"...Oh?"
I stood up with my plate, and I swear her voice dropped a notch.
"Those unnis you said you'd tournament with last time?"
If it were guys, I could get it, but why was she so uneasy about other girls?
"Yeah, Danbi Unni and Huran-i Unni."
"Haa... Fine."
She sighed like she had no choice, patted my head, and headed to the kitchen.
"What to do..."
I heard her mutter something, but brushed it off. Probably 'cause she's my manager and knows collabs mean trolls in chat.
I shook my cheeks lightly and headed to my desk. Whatever—the important thing was gaming with the unnis today. A collab between a 5-year vet from a big corp and a 1-year indie? No way a 3-week newbie V-tuber like me deserved that. Anyone'd think it was a planned agency push. Reminded me of the bait threads from my gallery modding days.
Anyway, no more random thoughts. I booted up the PC. Download Minecraft quick, then flop on the bed and gallery-surf till stream time.
[PM 12:45]
About 30 minutes before stream time. I planned to download Minecraft like I thought earlier, then lounge on the bed gallery-surfing... but nope. Now I was cuddling in Ul Eonni's arms, scrolling her phone Reels instead of the gallery. And not just any Reels—outfit changes, makeup intros, total girl-college stuff.
"...Eonni. I gotta start streaming soon."
"Just a bit longer. Pleeease?"
I felt her arm tighten around my waist. The Reels were fine, but her lap was cozy and warm—though if I stayed, I'd melt before going live.
"No, really! Gotta check Tako, reset mics with the unnis too."
She set her phone aside like she'd heard me, then slipped a hand under my shirt, hugging tight and burying her face in my neck. It was like she didn't want to let me go—like jealousy?
"Can't you skip stream today? Play with Eonni."
"We hung out... I mean played all day yesterday! And it's a collab—you know I can't."
"Mmm... Okay."
She nodded reluctantly, loosening her grip. I missed the warmth already, but no helping it—this was bigger than a major server. As I got up and headed to my desk...
"Yoon-ah!"
Her urgent voice made me turn. She'd hopped off the bed and was squishing my cheeks.
"Mmph? E-Eonni!"
My cheeks puffed like those chewy Reels girls, and she looked dead serious.
"No acting extra cute on stream. No clinging 'cause you're too close. And never say it'd be fun to meet IRL next time—totally banned!"
"When did I ever act cu—"
I tried protesting, but she squeezed harder, wrecking my cheeks.
"Banned, period! If Huran-i or Danbi offers to buy food and meet up, just smile—don't say yes. Got it?"
"M-mmph..."
She was babying me hard. I wanted to complain, but it'd kill the collab—might even get dragged back to bed now. I nodded helplessly.
"Good. Then Eonni'll grab her laptop and manage chat right beside you."
"'Kay."
Satisfied, she released me, nodded, and sauntered out. I rubbed my sore cheeks, watching her go.
She'd always spoiled me, but this overprotectiveness hadn't changed since I was her little brother. Back then it was fine 'cause I was bro, but now...
"Haa, setup first."
I shook my head, sat down, wiggled the mouse to wake the screen, and hopped into the group chat. 20 minutes till stream—better ping the unnis.
I paused at Huran-i Unni's message. Minecraft didn't have sketchy mods like that last collab... right?