Chapter 146
Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 146
Chapter Title: Wedding Invitation Gathering (1)
After returning from Japan, I immediately packed up a ton of luggage and headed straight to my parents' house.
Even calling it my parents' house, it was only about 30 minutes away from my place, but surprisingly, I didn't get to see them as often as you'd think.
Seizing the chance, I brought souvenirs from Japan, stuffed a suitcase full of booze and snacks, and opened the door to find my parents right there watching TV.
"Oh my, Legend. You should've called ahead. I had no idea you were coming."
"Hehe, I just stopped by for a bit. I brought some souvenirs from Japan this time."
"Japan? Oh yeah, I think I saw your text about that."
"...Mom? Aren't you paying too little attention?"
"A son who's flown the nest is still just a son, whatever. Just take good care of Myth. You won't find another girl like her twice."
I used to hear stuff like that as nagging before, but now that I was out living on my own, it sounded more like advice, so I nodded along.
"Alright, alright, check these out first."
Like some traveling merchant, I plopped down in the middle of the living room and unzipped the suitcase.
The first thing I pulled out was the priciest item inside.
"This sake's for Dad. They said three bottles was the max, so I got all three."
"Ahem. You didn't have to get something like this."
Neither Myth nor I were big drinkers.
So I'd picked out the most expensive sake for Dad and handed over the three bottles.
Dad took them gratefully, but Mom had a comment.
"This kid. I can tell just looking—these are all expensive. Where'd you get the money for this?"
"Ahem. I'm kind of number one in the industry, you know?"
"You said you had no money."
"...Myth earns it from my work, so cut me some slack."
"I'm kidding. We all know our son works hard. I enjoyed that white flower field stream last time too."
Whoosh.
My face heated up.
From way back, showing my creations to anyone else was one thing, but to Mom? It always felt awkwardly embarrassing.
I couldn't quite put my finger on why.
Just because she was Mom, maybe.
"By the way, what'd you go to Japan for again?"
"I told you. Myth had a recording schedule."
"Ohhh, yeah, I think that rings a bell."
"Mom. Be serious—are you showing early signs of dementia or something?"
"I'm just pretending not to know so I can chat more with my son after so long. Watch what you say, kid."
If that's the case, just talk normally.
I rubbed my forehead where Mom had flicked it, now swelling a bit.
As we caught up with family after so long, something suddenly came to mind.
"Huh?"
"What's up?"
"Come to think of it, I've never heard Myth talk about her parents."
"Oh, really?"
"Yeah, now that you mention it, we haven't either. The last time we saw them was at the hospital on the day of your accident."
Myth not telling me—was it just no reason to mention it?
Or was there some reason she couldn't?
'Maybe I'll ask when we get home.'
I popped a grape into my mouth and thought that.
I didn't make it home until after dinner.
I'd planned to just stop by briefly, but "You're not staying for Mom's cooking?" followed by her crestfallen look was more than anyone could resist.
Turning tail after seeing that would make me a total jerk of a son. Sure, I knew it was Mom's ploy, but knowing and still falling for it—that's what made it truly terrifying.
"You're back? You're late."
"Sorry. It took longer than I thought."
Myth was sprawled on our living room sofa watching TV like it was the most natural thing.
It was usually streaming time, but right after the trip, she'd probably do a recap stream tomorrow or so.
Tomorrow, I was set to guest on that recap stream with Sara too.
I'd planned to just watch Myth do it solo, but she kept begging, "When else will we stream together?" so I caved.
Modeling was one thing, but talk shows in front of people? Still not easy.
I could only pray Myth and Sara would carry me.
The fall weather wasn't too chilly yet, so still in my thin clothes, I sat next to Myth.
I was always the one giving knee pillows, but maybe I'd return the favor this time.
"Alright, lift your head a bit."
I gently lifted Myth's head onto my lap, and she nuzzled happily against my thigh.
"Hehe. Didn't expect you'd eat dinner there."
"Me neither... Urp. Can't take our kids to my parents' anymore. They'd come back pigs."
They say grandparents spoil you rotten, and sure enough, even as they got on in years.
Lately, every visit seemed to pack on pounds, so I patted my belly and waited for Myth's reply, but she was weirdly quiet.
Wondering what was up, I glanced down to see Myth looking up at me with moist eyes, her face flushed bright red.
"Did I mess up?"
"...No."
Myth turned away like it was nothing, but her ears betrayed her, burning red.
Not getting why she was acting up, I poked and tugged her hot ears, but she stayed stubbornly silent.
...Yeah, probably no need to pry further in this state.
Instead, I switched to the topic that had come up at lunch.
"By the way, Myth."
"Yeah?"
"What do your parents do?"
"Huh? Why so sudden?"
"I half-expected to meet them in Busan, but didn't, and I've never heard any updates either."
"Hmm. Yeah, now that you say it, I don't think I've ever told you. Hehe, more importantly, Legend—were you missing my parents?"
"...Whatever. So, where are they?"
Myth asked back.
Her reaction suggested I hadn't touched a sore spot—thank goodness.
Family's always a sensitive topic.
I'd worried something might be up, but nope.
"They're both not in Korea right now. Work keeps them overseas. I heard Greece, but not sure."
What? Not knowing where your own parents are or what they do?
Hiding my disbelief, I pinched Myth's cheek lightly.
"Oh, really?"
"Yeah. They wanted to visit when you woke up last time, but work was too hectic. They said to tell you they're sorry, but I guess I forgot."
I racked my brain, but no memory of hearing that.
Forgetting something like that...
"Fair enough. That was around when you were dropping hints daily about when I'd confess."
"...Was it obvious?"
"Who sneaks a Valentine's kiss like that? I figured it was time to confess then."
"Hehe, glad you did."
Smooch.
Myth lifted her head and stole a kiss.
Her random affection was fine anywhere but public—at home, no reason to hold back.
I returned it, then brushed away the silvery thread between us and asked again.
"So they never come to Korea?"
"Mm. I heard they'd visit soon, but they're so unpredictable, even I don't know. They don't contact much either."
"...Busan folks?"
"Nah, just our family vibe. More like 'they'll handle it' mindset. That's why I could work part-time in high school."
Neglect? Or trust?
Myth didn't look down about it, so probably trust, but was it right? Hard to say.
Not my place to meddle in their family anyway, so I stayed quiet.
"They do ask about you steadily, though. 'How's she doing?' 'Sorry we can't visit,' that sort of thing."
"Really?"
"Yeah. And the last convo was definitely—"
Myth stopped.
She hesitated, glancing at me.
What?
What flashback-worthy thing made her pause like this?
After a few deep breaths, Myth mumbled shyly.
"Th-they asked... when we're getting married..."
Ah.
Hmm. Yeah.
Marriage.
No wonder it was embarrassing.
Our eyes met.
Of course I planned to marry her someday—I even had vague ideas—but saying it now felt too awkward, so I hedged.
"Eh, someday, probably."
"Hehe. Right. No need to rush."
Thankfully, Myth didn't press.
As the mood got a bit awkward, perfect timing—Myth's phone rang.
She picked it up, and "Yeona" lit up the screen.
"Hello?"
『Hey~ lil sis. Long time no see. You good?』
"Long time? We collabed last week, sis."
『Ehehe. Don't be so cold. A week's forever for us.』
Yeona noona's signature easygoing chatter—always made you smile. Pure talent.
Sigh.
If only I could pick up some of that for tomorrow's stream.
Thinking of community memes like "Just-wow reaction one-trick Legend" or "Modeling god, talk show disaster Legend" made my head throb.
"Oh, sis. Legend's listening too—is that okay?"
『Yup. Was gonna ask you to pass it on anyway. Perfect.』
"To Legend?"
『Yep. Wanted to drop my wedding invite and grab a meal. Thinking a few familiar faces. If Legend's uncomfortable, you two do your own thing. Whaddya say, Legend bro? Cool with strangers?"
"What do you think, Legend?"
"Do people usually do wedding invites like group meetups? No, I'm seriously asking—I just learned these things exist."
Don't you just tell people to come to the wedding?
Why a whole separate gathering? This new custom hit home how young I still was.
Maybe hearing my confusion over the mic, it was Yeona noona—not Myth—who answered.
『Hehe. Normally one-on-one, Legend bro. But my date bumped up to next month—schedule's tight.』
Ah, got it.
Makes sense then.
No way I'd make a busy noona double up just for me.
"I'm good. Noona, just let me know who's coming later."
『Sure. Myth knows 'em all, but first-timers for you.』
"...Yeah, I barely know anyone in streaming."
『Keke. So stream more. Don't skip out 'cause you're shy.』
"Guess I suck at talking."
『Always telling you to be bold. Anyway, you're in—I'll text the date. Hit me if it clashes~.』
"Got it. Take care, noona."
『Nyao~.』
Wedding invitation gathering, huh.
Not much for me to do, probably.
...I had no idea.
That a streamer get-together would be sheer poison for someone like me.