Uh... Is This the Yuri I've Only Heard About? Alcohol Really is Scary.
Damn, is this the yuri I've only heard about in stories? Alcohol is one scary thing.
Even as their own son ran out bawling his eyes out...
"What's up with Soyoung?"
"No idea. All that internet stuff these days? Probably messed him up. He's glued to the computer all day—drives me insane."
"Shouldn't you go after him, at least?"
"Leave him be. He's probably off to meet those cyber buddies of his. What's the point of good grades if he's such a loser?"
Hmm, I only caught bits of it, but sounds like he's always had a life like that.
His parents clearly had a lot pent up too—maybe the booze loosened their tongues, but nothing good came up about Lee Soyoung.
Still, he's their kid... kinda sad.
I wasn't particularly curious about the details.
Who's got a life without some sob story?
Hell, I've got my own unspeakable baggage, and look at me hustling away!
I gauged the adults' moods and slipped back into the room.
"Hah, feels like a weight's lifted off my chest."
"Right? Even after all this time, you're still as awesome as ever, unnie~"
"Tell me about it. Felt awkward at first, but that one idiot fixed it right up."
"Is this what unity feels like?"
The girls— all female, mind you— were cackling and catching up.
Hmm hmm, Soyoung-ah.
Even losers like you come in handy sometimes!
I watched them fondly, and...
"Oppa, speaking of which, you okay?"
My one and only gorilla sis was checking on her blood kin.
"Psh, that level of insult? Water off a duck's back."
"No, not that..."
Ha Yeoni hesitated a bit.
"Back in the day, you'd have beaten him till he begged for death. 'Murderer little sis' title's a bit heavy, you know."
This little punk...
She'd been warming up just to roast me, huh?
"Ha Yeon-ah, you wanna head to the afterlife first?"
"Joking~"
And the rest of her friends bought it hook, line, and sinker... Huh?
"Holding back like that? Impressive."
Han Jiwon gave me a thumbs-up for being cool.
"You've really changed."
Chae Serin covered her mouth, touched, nodding vigorously.
Ah, what can I say.
Hearing praise that felt like praise but kinda wasn't...
"Haha! No big deal!"
It put me in a great mood!
I wiped off the chair Lee Soyoung had been sitting in and plopped down, asking Han Jiwon, who was still huddled in the corner.
"So, why'd you hide it from us all this time?"
"Huh? Hide what?"
Han Jiwon tilted her head like she had no clue.
"You know, that you're a girl. Honestly, I was shocked when I first—"
"Oppa! How dare you say something so crude to a lady!"
"Haon-ah, even for you... you gotta watch what you say. You're not volunteering to take Soyoung's place, are you...?"
Ah.
Guess I said something super unlikable without thinking.
I was just genuinely curious, but yeah, it could be a sore spot for her.
I glanced at her face, trying to smooth things over, but...
"What bullshit. I always told you guys I was a girl—you just wouldn't believe me!"
She clenched her fists with a crunch, forcing a smile, clearly pissed.
"R-right! Haon-ah, your fault for not believing."
"Huh? Wait a sec."
Han Jiwon's anger wasn't aimed at me.
And... why are your eyes shaking like there's an earthquake, Chae Serin?!
Han Jiwon slowly stood and sat lightly next to Chae Serin.
Then, gently lifting her chin and leaning in close...
"Don't you remember?"
She dropped some cryptic line.
The vibe got weird.
Like a romance fantasy novel where a handsome emperor toys with a tsundere princess he's got leverage over.
"W-what are you...?"
"No way you forgot~?"
It was weirdly seductive.
Ha Yeoni covered her face like she was watching some steamy flick, but her eyes sparkled.
And in my head? That recent yuri novel I'd read.
Heh heh...
Tomboy's always got that appeal.
"Hmm, really no memory?"
Han Jiwon wrapped one arm around Chae Serin's waist— she was stiff as a board— and leaned her weight in, laying her softly on the fluffy bed...
Chae Serin's flailing arms got pinned by one of Han Jiwon's hands.
She was totally dominating the mood.
"...No memory."
Chae Serin flushed red, dodging her gaze.
What past do these two have that even I don't remember?
Hmm hmm...
I've never seen Chae Serin this backed into a corner— not in the original novel, not in real life.
Han Jiwon's lips closed in on Chae Serin's face.
She whispered low to her.
"You confessed to me. Said I was the handsomest in the world."
"Pfft—"
"Kyaaah!!"
I spat out my water.
Wait, what... what'd she say?
Ha Yeoni shrieked like it was the climax, yelling "Oto ke! Oto ke!" nonstop...
Chae Serin squeezed her eyes shut, thrashing like she hadn't heard a thing.
Honestly, elementary Han Jiwon was handsome.
The kinda kid born with every trait that made girls swoon back then.
I knew she and Baek Haon were so popular it spawned that "different tastes" saying...
But Chae Serin confessed to Han Jiwon?
The shock was too fresh; my jaw wouldn't close.
"Th-that was as friends...!"
"What're you talking about? Remember what little Serin-ie did to me? Like this, maybe?"
Han Jiwon planted a light kiss on Chae Serin's cheek.
"Kyaaah!!"
The gorilla's screech hit a new high.
Ooh...
Is what I'm seeing right now the yuri genre I've only heard tales of...?
Wooju-kun... looks like you're out of luck, buddy.
Appearance, personality, memories— you lose on every front...
"Ugh..."
Chae Serin went silent.
Proof everything Han Jiwon said was fact.
"Sorry..."
Finally, Chae Serin surrendered.
"Eh, as long as you remember now."
Han Jiwon pinched her cheek fondly and got up.
"Unnies...! Can you tell me more details?"
"Oh? Ha Yeon-ie's into that?"
"N-no, not like that. It's like... I just saw the movie highlight and wanna know the full story?"
Sis! Nice one.
Our sibling synergy shines when it counts... is this okay long-term?
Anyway.
Han Jiwon glanced at Chae Serin's reaction.
"Think it was around 5th grade...~"
And she launched into the tale.
Chae Serin blocked her ears, curled up in shame over her past sins.
Legs pulled in tight, but her chest made 'em ride up awkwardly.
Skirt slipping down just a bit...
Creating the perfect pose!
Ah, family gatherings every day, please.
Han Jiwon described the scene in vivid detail.
"I'd just crushed a soccer game, washed up, and there she was— this ripe peach of a girl slinking over from afar?"
"No way! That was Serin unnie?"
"Yup. We saw each other at meetups, so I waved hi all friendly... but that day? Must've been Pocky Day."
Chae Serin's face was tomato-red, ready to burst.
"She had Pocky in both hands, so I thought, 'Serin's popular as ever~' But nope~?"
Han Jiwon struck the classic anime pose: schoolgirl handing a love letter to a boy.
Then...
"Jiwon-ah! Go out with me!"
She'd yelled it loud.
"Ughhh..."
A faint groan escaped Chae Serin.
"I stared at her, clueless, and she went 'smack!' on my cheek and bolted~"
"Ughhh... stop..."
"But the funniest part? Know what?"
Han Jiwon grinned slyly.
"Ran into her at the bathhouse later? You should've seen her face~"
Oh god.
Why'd you stick me in Baek Haon's body?
Could've gender-bent me like other novels for a yuri harem...
Why...!
At some point, my ears were burning too.
I'd heard girls' dirty talk goes way harder than guys'...
But first time hearing it live.
What to say— felt weird joining in, awkward just listening...
Honestly... eyes and ears were thrilled, but a twinge of discomfort too.
What discomfort? The obvious one everyone's thinking!
Standing up now would brand me a total perv.
Lucky I crossed my legs to hide it...
But if I had to stand for something? Disaster.
"Kids~ Karaoke for round two? You in?"
"Yeah!"
Fuck.
Timing's perfect.
"You guys go first. We'll tidy up and air out the room."
Tried herding the princesses out naturally, but...
"Nah, we'll help!"
"Yeah. Feels bad rolling around on your bed like that."
"No need. Oppa'd bury his face in it after you leave anyway?"
Sis...
True, but not in front of them!
"Hmm~? Said we'd clean quick and go, so why you still sitting?"
Did she notice?
Han Jiwon slyly grabbed one arm to pull me up.
"Yeah! Let's hurry!"
Oblivious Chae Serin snagged the other, yanking too.
Whoa! Spare me this trial!
This'd disqualify me as a bro, friend, hell, human.
Go big or go home.
"I'll mop the floor first— you guys handle the rest!"
I dove awkwardly to fake-wipe the floor...
"Hmm~?"
"Hmm~"
"Hmm hmm."
No cleaning— they stared like I was a zoo monkey.
And...
"What're you hiding, oppa!"
Gorilla's sudden kick nailed my gut...
"Guhk."
"Oh my..."
"Eh?"
Silence stretched... and I felt the most suicidal I'd ever been.
On the way to karaoke, I couldn't utter a word.
Not that I didn't try excuses— mouth just wouldn't move.
Fuck...
Shame? Tonight, no moon or stars shone in the sky.
Just pitch black darkness...
Felt like my future.
They left the room wordlessly after.
Pissed? Yeah...
But c'mon, name a 17-year-old guy who controls his body on command.
Unfair... so unfair!
Should've just guarded the house...
Arrived at karaoke in a daze.
"Kids play with kids~"
Parents kindly booked a separate room.
"..."
Awkward silence hung in the air.
This'd kill the vibe for sure.
Bail naturally!
"Gonna hit the bathroom."
No one responded.
Sis, c'mon, I'm your bro!
"Sigh."
I let out a earth-shaking sigh and headed to the restroom...
Then— someone leaving karaoke?
"Need a hand?"
For some reason, Han Jiwon hooked my arm and dragged me into the public restroom...?