Chapter 77
Chapter 77
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 77
Chapter Title: Interlude + Legend's Director (2)
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After Sara's dawn broadcast, we headed straight home, slept, woke up in the late afternoon, and ate together.
The location was, of course, my house.
Todays menu was Indian curry. No particular reason—just stumbled across rave reviews while browsing restaurants.
Sara and Myth were ripping naan apart with their bare hands and dipping it deliciously into the curry.
"Korean delivery service is really astonishing."
"Doesn't America have delivery?"
"It does, but it's hard to expect this level of speed and quality for under three bucks."
"Eating with your hands feels so novel... and surprisingly satisfying. Here, Seol."
Myth extended a piece of naan she'd dipped toward me.
Indian curry has this slightly milky-white vibe you don't see in Japan or Korea.
Curious, I glanced at Sara, then opened my mouth.
Sara nodded as if it was fine, her eyes sparkling as she watched intently.
"Ahh~."
The naan drew closer.
Embarrassing, sure, but if I refused here, Myth would end up the embarrassed one. I'd just have to endure it.
"Ah, ahh."
"Hehe."
The naan and curry Myth offered slipped into my open mouth.
The first sensation on my tongue was the yogurt tang unique to Indian curry, followed by the spicy punch of spices hitting my nose.
The naan touched the tip of my tongue with a subtle nuttiness, then something unidentified and crunchy followed.
Huh, was there something like that in the curry? It didn't take long to figure it out.
"...Hey!!!!"
"Hahaha! Just messing with you. Phew, was worried you'd chomp down right away."
"Why'd you stick your finger in...!"
"Tasty?"
"Hey!"
Myth giggled mischievously.
Beside us, Sara's face flushed red, her eyes gleaming.
Sara, covering your face with your hands doesn't count if your fingers are spread that wide.
Myth watched me with a strange, almost sultry smile—bold words, but that's how it felt—then brought the finger that had been in my mouth to her own lips.
Lick.
She licked it with her tongue.
"Tasty."
They say people freeze when something too shocking happens right in front of them.
This was exactly that. Without thinking, I reached out and tugged Myth's cheek.
"Not in front of Sara...?"
"Uwah!! S-sorry! Got too carried away...!"
"Uwaaa...! So hot...!"
"Could you look away a bit, Sara?!"
"NO! I can't miss entertainment this good!"
Clatter, crash.
Another peaceful day at Legend's house.
The peaceful(?) late lunch wrapped up, and we gathered on the sofa in my house, "watching TV."
Not a specific program—we had one of my maps up on screen, analyzing it together.
"Western, Eastern, and South American cultural maps, plus the poles, desert, ocean, and jungle. Seven maps total, all done."
"As expected of Seol—the quality is unreal. My avatar makes sense since you made it, and Sara's is top-tier modeling too. It won't get lost in the maps, right?"
"...Umm. Honestly, it's a bit iffy. But if I ham up the acting, I can hold my own. It's insane how these maps came together. In a week...? The Living Legend Seol?"
Heh heh.
I felt my shoulders lift a bit. Nothing beats the dopamine rush of praise for your work.
As I scrolled through each map, I started visualizing the MV scenes in my head, one by one.
Here like this, there like that. I'd designed them all with Sara passing through and Myth popping up occasionally.
Sara and Myth listened to my explanations while reviewing the scenes carefully, then suddenly paled as if struck by a thought.
"Huh, Seol. Wait, what about our outfits...?"
"Holy shit... I totally forgot."
Ah, that was the issue.
Yeah, their default thin clothes or dresses wouldn't fit the poles, jungle, desert, and such.
But no need to worry.
"Oh, that? I made them all."
Myth and Sara's eyes went wide.
I headed under the TV and fiddled with the connected laptop.
Seven types of outfits appeared on screen.
"Jungle explorer gear, Antarctic winter suits, desert turbans, sea dresses, and outfits tailored to the local flavors of the West, East, and South America—all prepped."
Sara grabbed my arm in disbelief.
"Wa, wait. Hold on, Legend oppa. After we met, you came to work every day to make maps with me. How, when did you do all this?"
Ah, dangerous question.
I glanced away.
Beside me, Myth glared with a mix of half joy, half surprise, half anger.
No, that's 150% emotion.
...Well, guess it means her feelings for me run that deep. I'll let it slide.
"Seol. I'm curious too. No way you had time for outfits like these while working on the maps."
Myth shot me a fierce glare.
Really fierce.
She slowly approached the TV, eyes practically glued to it, inspecting each outfit's quality one by one.
Ah, that'll hurt her eyes.
Of course, I had the sense not to say it aloud and stayed quiet.
An angry Myth is scary.
Myth's face drew close to mine.
Noses touching, eyes locking at point-blank range.
A repeat of that bed incident last time.
Difference? Back then, my heart raced with excitement. Now, fear made my body tremble.
I averted my eyes.
Myth's hand rose to my head.
Squeeze. Squeeze.
A loving massage began.
Weird. It's just a normal massage with moderate pressure, so why this aura of mortal dread?
"Seol."
"Yes."
"You pulled an all-nighter."
"...Yes, ma'am."
"Told you to take care of your health."
"B-but without it, the workload was too much to hit deadlines."
Of course, I had my side too.
Not bragging—okay, maybe a little—my maps aren't your average fare.
Could've made a decent MV with their current outfits by tweaking concepts, but somehow, I didn't want to compromise.
Like when I carved each leaf by hand, or made flower after flower to give to Myth.
Just didn't feel like settling.
But saying that would only stoke her anger.
I bowed my head quietly.
"Sorryyyy..."
"...Sigh, Seol. Not really blaming you."
The massage softened to gentle strokes. Pat pat.
Myth petted my head.
"But no matter what, you need sleep. What if something happens? I... I...!"
"You'll cry?!"
I looked up at her teary voice, only to find Myth smiling.
No, that was a crying voice. Acting?
On the sofa, Sara rubbed her arms like she had chills.
"Sis... isn't your acting getting scarier?"
"Hehe, just kidding. But seriously, get some sleep. Fine. I'll put a big bed in the spare room this time—wanna sleep together?"
...Huh, that doesn't sound bad.
As I seriously considered it, Myth burst out laughing, and Sara let out a soft sigh.
"...Sigh. Shouldn't have pushed. Knew it'd turn out like this."
Made too much progress that day, maybe.
Eh, good is good.
Sara laughed along.
If every day was like this, wouldn't it be pure joy?
A day full of anticipation for what lay ahead.
After light chat in the living room, we headed downstairs to the company that evening.
Should've been rest time, but with one week until the MV drop—and editing after—we had to finish shooting in 3-4 days. No time to slack.
Packed clothes into carriers, mindset for camping at the office at least four days.
"Feels like forever."
"Our Our!"
Myth shot out like a bullet and hugged Yuuri.
Come to think of it, yeah, super long time. Lately, too many sudden situations—no chance for Yuuri to pick us up.
"Long time~. You good?"
"Know you're busy, but squeeze in some lives. Source material's dried up—no more edits."
"Yeah, been doing short ones lately."
"Public nearly rioted. Legend collab reveal calmed 'em a bit."
"Me?"
"Where Legend goes, Myth sis follows~ That's the vibe. Folks basically expect her surprise live appearance."
"Where the needle goes, thread follows; where thread goes, needle goes."
Myth hummed happily.
"Hello. I'm Sara Iris from the States. Nice to meet you."
"Myth sis's manager, editor, and driver, Yuuri. Please take care of me."
Quick greetings done, we headed to the company.
On the way, maybe the awkward silence between Sara and Yuuri bugged her—Myth broke the ice.
"Oh yeah, Seol hasn't seen that gear yet, right?"
"Nope. Not even main studio on White Day. Lives were at home."
"True~. First time for Seol. Sara too, probably."
"What is it?"
"What's that?"
Myth grinned expectantly.
"You'll love it. Right now in Korea—no, the whole VTuber scene—only DreamLive has it, besides us."