Chapter 61
Chapter 61
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 61
Chapter Title: Alcohol Must Be Drunk with Adults (3)
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10 PM.
The three of them kept drinking nonstop, chatting away.
Of course, most of it was Myth's black history—stuff so embarrassing she hadn't even posted it on Legend's X code.
Myth was a veteran broadcaster, and while she hadn't faced any major controversies or scandals on stream, she wasn't without her incidents.
In a world where people interact face-to-face, big and small mishaps were bound to happen.
The infamous incident from three years ago: the "You Think You're Better Than Me?" fiasco.
Legend was thrilled by the tale—not even listed on Namuwiki (Myth had scrubbed it herself)—and hung on every word.
"Back then, there was this junior of mine... in the Nutuber scene, or maybe VTuber side? Anyway, one friend like that."
"Oh, really?"
"Uwaaang... Unni, not thaaat one..."
"Heh heh. We don't listen to the ramblings of someone who passed out from weak booze, Myth. Anyway, that junior said something like this. She was so jealous of Myth's rapid rise that she spat out, 'You only blew up thanks to your avatar!'"
"Uwaaaaaang!!"
"Whoa, for real? What happened next?"
"Seol-a! Don't liiiisten! It's not truuuue!!"
"Myth suddenly got dead serious and fired back. 'Shut up. You know nothing. You think you'd succeed like me if you had this avatar? With your inconsistent streaming schedule, no original content of your own, just leeching off others' stuff?'"
"Heeek!!"
"Uwaaaaaaaaack!!!!"
Once the black history floodgates opened, she couldn't take it anymore.
Myth suddenly grabbed the half-empty soju bottle on the table and chugged it down in one go.
"Myth?! You can't down a half bottle like that!"
Yeona screamed.
Who in the world blows a half bottle of soju like that?
Not something even a first-time drinker should do.
"Myth, you can't do this."
"Hic, h-heuk... Seol-a... I'm not really like thaaat..."
"I know, I know. Come on, Myth, cut it out. Seol's here~."
"Yeah..."
Legend handled Myth with expert ease.
He'd seemed a bit spineless at first, but maybe that was wrong.
Yeona tilted her head.
When it was just the two of them, was Legend actually the one taking charge?
"Whew~ Legend bro, really your first time drinking? You're way too good at it."
"It really is my first, Yeona noona. You're pretty good yourself."
"Uwaaak... M-me too, I looove booze...!"
Did she not like them talking without her?
Or was it the backlash from downing that half bottle alone?
Myth raised her glass high and started whining.
"M-me too! Booze! My glass is em-hehe-pty!!"
In a normal drinking session, someone might frown.
But here, the other two just looked at Myth fondly, like she was adorable.
"Seeing Myth let loose like this puts my mind at ease."
"Really?"
"Uwaaaaa!! Don't talk without meee..."
"Aigoo, Myth. Yeah, yeah. Lie down here. Wasn't trying to leave you out."
Legend laid Myth across his lap.
Myth, who'd been fussing moments ago, wriggled happily like it was her spot, grinning ear to ear.
"It's hard..."
"Oh, don't like it?"
"Mmm... Hard is goooood... Love it, Seol..."
"Yeah, I love you too, Myth."
Legend's face dropped down.
Under the table, out of Yeona's sight, came a soft smack.
A few seconds later, Legend's head popped back up, and Myth's gentle snores filled the air.
Yeona chuckled softly.
"Eek. Aren't you two being a bit too lovey-dovey, Legend bro?"
"She must be a little drunk."
"Heh heh, doesn't look like it. Anyway, Legend bro, my mouth's getting lonely. Shall we fill 'em up?"
"Sure."
Clink.
The clear chime of glasses touching rang out.
Who knew how many rounds that made.
Yeona sipped happily.
Lately, no one but her husband could keep up with her pace. This felt like finding a great drinking buddy.
Next time, bring the hubby and make it four—should be a blast.
Yeah, definitely.
Yeona made a quiet vow.
"By the way, what was that earlier?"
"Huh?"
"About feeling good seeing Myth all loosened up."
"Oh, that."
Yeona refilled her glass once more.
Not to drink right away—she'd just had some—but an empty glass wouldn't do.
"It's been ages since I last saw Myth, but back then... she was so intense, you know? Desperate, almost combative."
"Really?"
"Yeah. She never missed a stream unless she collapsed, always grinding out content. First-year Myth wasn't the mega-star she is now. She was hustling to collab, watching everyone's cues."
Yeona closed her eyes.
A first-year broadcaster—just twenty back then—had been so ruthless and driven.
That's why Yeona had taken an interest in her.
Yeona shut her eyes, reminiscing.
"That's how it was."
"Yeah. First time I met Myth was... what was it, Duck Among Us? Some mafia game anyway. Connections led to us playing together."
"Oh, I watched that stream."
"Huh? How'd you see that?"
"The VOD, obviously. I've watched almost all of Myth's YouTube since I woke up."
"All that?"
Tough kid.
Yeona laughed. Myth's seven years of streams were years' worth, and he'd binged them already.
What a devotion.
"Anyway, first-year Myth was shockingly skilled for a newbie. Great tanking, knew when to stab. Easy to chat with, matched rhythms effortlessly."
"Myth's always been amazing, huh."
"The vibe I got wasn't just 'amazing'... it was desperation."
Others might not have noticed, but Yeona had sensed Myth's raw urgency back then.
A chilling obsession with success, though she never voiced it.
Curiosity drove Yeona—against her better judgment—to meet the real Myth for the first time.
"Back then, Myth in person... whew, scary as hell."
Myth had no superhuman stamina like Legend's no-sleep ability.
Yet she pulled all-nighters streaming, edited by day.
Her dark circles were massive. Now she beamed like this, but back then, she rarely smiled off-stream.
Of course, she smiled plenty on air, but in reality...
"I wondered why she clung so hard to success."
Yeona raised her glass.
Through the clear liquor, Legend's reflection wavered.
She'd poured seven years into this one boy—for him alone.
No more words needed.
Legend smiled bitterly and lifted his glass.
"For Myth."
"...For Myth."
The glasses clinked, and they downed them together.
'Whew... good stuff.'
Yeona set her glass down contentedly.
How long since she'd drunk so satisfyingly?
Next time, hubby for sure.
Reaffirming her vow, Yeona glanced around.
Perfect vibe.
Time to bow out.
Myth was out, Legend seemed nicely buzzed.
'Surprisingly good drinker. Way better than expected.'
First time, and holding this much.
A little more seasoning—no, even now, solid drinking buddy material.
As Myth stirred to rise...
"Hic, h-heuk..."
Suddenly, a sob echoed from somewhere.
"Huh?"
What? Did Myth start crying?
Yeona ducked under the table quick.
Not about ruining the mood—could spark trouble.
"Hehe... Seol's thiiigh..."
But Myth wasn't crying.
She was nuzzling Legend's thigh happily, beaming blissfully.
Wait a sec.
"H-heuk... H-heuk..."
Then where was this coming from?
Yeona's head snapped up.
Tears were streaming.
What tears?
From Legend bro—who'd been grinning boldly, matching her shots moments ago.
Transparent tears poured like a forgotten faucet.
"Wh-what?! Legend bro, crying?"
Legend silently stroked Myth's hair.
Tears gushed madly from his eyes; his face looked truly pained.
"Hey! Why the waterworks all of a sudden?!"
"N-no... Just, thinking how Myth struggled alone all this time... feels so sorry..."
The tears wouldn't stop; soon Legend was sobbing outright.
House-shaking wails. Bawling buckets.
Oh God.
Yeona shot up.
'Shit, got too carried away having fun.'
Booze cleared instantly; reason returned with the buzz.
Of course a first-timer downing over three bottles wouldn't be fine.
'Looking back, first bottle was off.'
Overly bold touches, unusual moves.
Should've suspected from that wink—at her, not Myth.
That shy Legend bro acting cocky, manhandling Myth, kissing in front of her...
'That was the trigger...!'
Drunk from then on.
Yeah, the type who hides it well but flips on a trigger.
Legend showed no sign of stopping.
"Sigh. Dangerous."
Leaving a freshly 20 college kid blackout drunk alone? Bad idea.
Especially with an unconscious girl beside.
Not suspecting Legend, but booze demands double, triple caution.
No choice.
Wake Myth; maybe she'll sort it.
"Myth. Wake up."
Unaware it was the worst move.
Yeona gently roused Myth.
Legend crying like that on her lap—fair to wake her.
"Mm... Ung... Unni...?"
"Myth. Take care of Legend bro. He heard your old stories and started bawling."
Blink, blink.
Myth blinked a few times at the pitifully weeping Legend.
Tears welled in her eyes; Yeona panicked.
No, please Myth.
Not you too?
Prayers unanswered—tears spilled down her cheeks; Myth joined the cry-fest.
"Uwaaaang! Seol, why cryyy?!"
"Hic, h-heuk...! Just, so grateful...!"
"...Haa."
Yeona swallowed curses watching them hug and sob in tandem.
Was about to head home to hubby.
"Mythiii!"
"Seoliii!!!"
"Phew. Good thing it's a high-end apartment with solid soundproofing."
Too guilty leaving them wailing like banshees.
First time drinking; who knows what after she leaves.
Eh, they'll tire out in minutes.
Yeona figured simply, refilling her glass.
Can't just sit idle waiting.
One thing Yeona overlooked.
Legend had freakish no-sleep stamina.
And Myth's monster endurance from seven years of all-nighters and streams.
Exactly three hours later.
"Haa. These crazy bastards."
Finally exhausted and crashed, Yeona tossed them roughly onto Legend's bed and sighed heavily.
"If I ever drink with these idiots again, I'm not human."