Chapter 74
Chapter 74
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 74
Chapter Title: Memories of a Spring Night (3)
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Sunlight hit his eyes like a punch, making Legend open them.
Something felt incredibly refreshing and invigorating.
The scent of strawberries and cherries filling his lungs greeted him pleasantly in the morning.
...Huh?
Why does Myth's scent smell like it's coming from my room?
He turned his body slightly to look beside him, and there she was, staring right at him with her eyes.
"Good morning, Seol-ah."
"Hiiik?!"
Why is Myth here?
As fuzzy memories of last night flickered in his mind, Myth smiled faintly and stroked her belly.
"Hehe, did you sleep well?"
Blood drained from his face in a rush.
Strength melted away from his spine, and his mouth gaped open.
Did we...?
I seriously don't remember anything?
As he floundered wordlessly, rummaging through hazy fragments of memory, Myth burst into laughter.
"Ahahahahaha!!!!"
Her refreshing laughter woke the morning.
His jumbled thoughts finally sorted themselves out, and he let out a sigh of relief.
"...Don't do it twice."
"Sorry, sorry. But falling asleep first was too much."
"I passed out."
"Our Seol still has a long way to go."
Myth got down from the bed.
Whoa, she was lying next to me in clothes that thin?
His face heated up belatedly.
...I've never thought of myself as shy before.
Maybe I actually am. Every time Myth comes at me, I fold, so who knows.
"You're working at the company today, right? Let's head out right away."
"...I haven't showered."
"It's fine. You showered last night, and it hasn't even been a few hours. Let me check."
Myth suddenly buried her face in his chest and sniffed a few times.
...Wow, this is really embarrassing.
Myth pulled her face away from his embrace with a big grin.
"Yeah, you smell nice. Let's go already. We're probably late anyway."
"Huh? Late?"
"We have a meeting at 10, remember?"
"...What time is it now?"
"9:45? If we call a Kakao taxi now, we won't be late."
"Uwaaaah?!"
He jumped up in a hurry, spritzed his hair, and started getting dressed.
Watching him, Myth chuckled.
"You can dress casually, Seol-ah. That's the charm of jobs like ours."
"Aren't you streaming today?"
"Planning to do it from the studio. Kinda worried leaving you and Sara alone."
Huh.
Myth seemed a bit different today.
How to put it—her raw emotions felt more direct.
Not a bad feeling, but a little strange.
She didn't seem upset, so what happened?
"...I won't cheat."
"Hehe, just kidding."
Myth got up from the bed and threw her arms around him.
Starting the day with this kind of affection right after waking up. His heart still ached.
He wanted her to hold back for his heart's sake, but then he'd think, what's wrong with a little happiness? Such contradictory feelings.
- Ding-dong~
The intercom rang at that moment.
Checking who it was, sure enough, Sara was waiting outside.
"Hello?"
- Ah, Legend-nim. The taxi Myth-unnie called is almost here, so you can come out soon.
"What, Myth? You already called it?"
"Yeah, I did. Can't be late, no matter what."
Myth emerged from behind him, stretching in her simple tracksuit.
Now that he noticed, Myth was already fully dressed.
Which meant she'd woken up early, showered, changed, and slipped back under his covers.
"You should've woken me earlier."
"You were sleeping so soundly, I couldn't. Come on, let's go. The taxi driver's waiting."
He left the house with a lingering unease.
Sigh.
Myth said it was fine, but he probably didn't stink, right?
As he opened the door, Sara waited outside with a bright smile.
"Oh, you finally came out—Huh?"
The moment Sara met his eyes, she expressed dismay in flawless native English.
Damn, do I really smell?
"Uh, is something wrong?"
"Nonono. It's just... umm, yeah, nothing!"
Sara's face flushed bright red as she covered it with her hands, peeking at him through her fingers.
Her gaze wasn't on his face—it felt like she was looking elsewhere. Where?
His neck?
Something on his neck?
He touched it, but felt nothing unusual. His confusion doubled.
"Sorry, I don't speak English."
"She said nothing. Come on, let's hurry, Seol-ah."
Myth pushed his back urgently.
Something was definitely up, but no one would tell him. Frustrating.
For now, he followed Myth's lead into the taxi and headed to the company.
The Label was in its usual spot, same as always.
Why did it feel so unfamiliar today?
Probably because of the employees' stares, which they weren't even trying to hide.
"Gasp..."
"Myth's more intense than I thought..."
Employees who usually glanced discreetly out of respect for privacy were now openly staring at him—specifically, his nape.
It brought back the awkwardness from when he first started internet streaming.
He pinched Myth's nape.
"Ow! What, Seol-ah."
"What did you do."
"Hehe, I'll show you in the workshop later."
The Label was a decent-sized company split into three floors, but employees only really used one.
One floor was a dedicated stage and performance area for VTubers.
Another had high-spec computers for broadcasters with poor setups to run demanding games or content, plus a nap room.
The top floor held the office, president's room, meeting room, workshop, and such.
They came to the company for a small meeting, but mainly to borrow the workshop.
This was his first client project, so communication was essential.
Having the client right there was ideal.
But his personal workshop was his room, and working all day with Sara there under Myth's watchful eyes felt awkward.
"Ah, you're here. We were waiting... Gasp."
"...A-ahh... I-I didn't see anything...!"
Entering the workshop, the president and Sua were fiddling with computers, then startled upon seeing him.
Even the president was shocked.
Now he couldn't even imagine what she'd done.
What, magic marker on his nape saying "Mine♡" or "Myth's"?
...Nah, no way.
Even Myth wouldn't go that far.
"Myth. Gonna tell me now? We're in the workshop."
"...Ahem."
Only when it was time for the truth did Myth seem a bit tense.
She averted her eyes slightly and pulled something from her handbag.
A small hand mirror. To check his neck himself?
He angled the mirror to his neck and couldn't hide his shock.
"Hey...!"
"Ahahaha! Punishment, Seol-ah. Keep it for a day."
His pale nape, marked from years in hospital beds, now bore six—no, seven red dots.
He hadn't realized at first, but thinking it over, heat rushed to his head.
What the hell did you do while I was asleep, Myth?
Touching the seven kiss marks one by one, embarrassment beyond words washed over him.
This was like... that.
Proof we'd done it last night.
"Ow?! It hurts!"
"No more pranks like this! I nearly passed out for real."
"Tch... You did pass out yesterday."
"Ahem. Legend-ssi. Affection as lovers is fine, but in professional settings, you should cover marks like that..."
"...I'm really innocent here."
The work progressed smoothly. Incredibly so—couldn't be smoother.
"The pace is definitely different."
"American VTubers play a lot of games but do tons of content too."
"Korea's more game-focused, so I lag in that area. Lately, Seol's handled all the big projects, so my instincts dulled."
"No! Myth-unnie's amazing at it. Really!"
With two top-tier VTubers beyond major corp level confirming and guiding directly beside him, progress was seamless.
Sua had helped before, but this was... like having a motor strapped to his back. Efficiency incomparable.
Sorry, Sua-ssi. Not that you're lacking.
Just these two VTubers' planning skills are too sharp.
"Map's basically done now. Impossible. I'd believe aliens modded this."
"Even I'm impressed by Seol's speed. Just filming left?"
"First time doing MV-style filming like this. Kinda exciting."
"Rare for Korean VTuber groups. I've done it. Inefficient, but doable with minimal gear, and above all, fun."
"Oh! That's the most important. Enjoy everything—my motto."
"You even know 'motto'? You've studied Korean a ton."
Map production was nearly complete, a week having passed to reach this day.
"Okay. My turn."
"Sara-ssi, you sure? For such a big announcement."
"No problem. I'm Rayshowjo's face, so I endure."
Meaning the end of 'Rayshowjo' was near.
Sara sat down and fiddled with the equipment.
An American streaming in Korea felt novel. Internet's perks, probably.
"It's the finale."
Sara's eyes sparkled.
"Boom! Let's make it explode big!"