Chapter 5: A Normal World, Nonetheless
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 5: A Normal World, Nonetheless
“Superintendent, is it really okay to threaten an innocent citizen like this? Hmm? Don’t you agree, Camel?”
The Blonde Sister giggled, resting her hand on the shoulder of the Cow Sister beside her—whose breasts were impossibly large—and provoked my mother.
The sight of this charming woman in an evening dress that dipped low enough to reveal her navel was enough to make tension coil in my lower abdomen. It was a vulgar reaction, I knew.
She seemed confident in her body; the form-fitting dress clung to her, accentuating every curve of her hips and waist. More than that, even from a distance, the heavy scent of alcohol wafted off her. She’d clearly been drinking quite a bit.
Despite that, her posture remained perfect, and her red eyes were sharp and clear.
“Don’t be like that… Ame might be sensitive because her son is here.”
The King Milk Cow Sister, called Camel, smiled gently as if trying to mediate between the two. She had long brown hair that reached down to her thighs. She appeared to be a beastkin, with ears of an indeterminate species and small, protruding horns. But all of that was irrelevant. Not in the face of those absurdly massive breasts!
Standing before me was the perfect 'Mama,' possessing maternal love and benevolence proportional to her bust size. Breasts larger than her head… the world and society should really feel ashamed of themselves.
Her chest was everything. I couldn't see anything else. She wore a green ribbed sweater that only served to emphasize those wicked breasts. Her jeans did a fine job of highlighting the line of her hips, but truly, her chest was just too big.
“And I’m not a Superintendent yet. I’m a candidate for promotion.”
“Same thing. You know how much we poured in to get you that rank, right?”
“Alicia, you— No, stop talking nonsense. If anything, you guys were a hindrance. When did you ever help?”
Perhaps because my sister and I were present, I could see Mother trying her best to avoid using harsh language. So the Blonde Sister’s name was Alicia. It was a sophisticated name. It made me hate the state even more for giving me a name like Yong-hwan.
While Mother was distracted by the Blonde Sister, the Purple-headed Snow Woman Sister—the one I suspected of having an exhibitionist fetish and who had dared to call me 'a little cute'—was staring intensely at me.
In times like this, there was no need to be aggressive. I just had to approach her as a soft, lovable, and well-behaved child.
“U-Um, hello… pretty sister…?”
Seeing her eyes widen to their limit and her mouth hang open, I wondered if I had done something wrong. She gazed at me with dazed eyes, then let out a vacant, "Hehe," laughing like a fool. I couldn't help but feel flustered.
However, I soon realized that her foolish laughter was nothing compared to the words that came out of her mouth next.
“…Do you want to marry me?”
The indifferent expression she’d worn before was nowhere to be found. Instead, she wore a goofy, lovestruck grin as she made her proposal.
Wait, what did I just hear? I looked around. To confirm I wasn't just hallucinating, I saw that everyone else was staring at the Purple-headed Exhibitionist Snow Woman Sister as well.
“No way! Our Yong-hwan already promised to marry his mommy!”
Mother pulled me toward her and quickly hid me behind her back.
“Seriously, who invited this crazy bitch?”
Alicia, who seemed to be the one leading this party, bared her fangs and frowned. Her eyes were twitching, suggesting she was quite taken aback.
“It’s a joke, Alicia. Who would actually marry a brat like this? You know I hate males. They’re selfish, incompetent, spineless, pathetic losers.”
“Damn, everyone says Snow Women are lesbians. Are you one of those too?”
The blonde lady, Alicia, frowned at the Purple-haired Sister. I’d thought her clothes were incredibly skimpy, but I guess it was just because she felt hot.
By the way, even though she was spewing man-hating remarks, no one seemed inclined to refute her or get angry. Not even Mother. I stayed quiet, pretending I hadn't heard a thing.
“Everyone says vampires are bi. If I asked if you were one of those, we’d end up in a fight, wouldn't we? Hmm?”
The Purple-headed Snow Woman Sister glared at the Blonde Sister with a venomous expression, a far cry from the foolish face she’d shown a moment ago. It made me think I’d imagined that earlier look.
If left alone, they were going to fight and ruin the mood. Mother was letting it slide as if it were a common occurrence, but I couldn't allow this atmosphere at the event meant to introduce me.
“H-Hello, everyone! Alicia Noona! Camel Noona! And….”
“Morian. Morian Siador. Remember it, brat.”
The Snow Woman Sister glanced my way, told me her name, and then snapped her head back around.
“Yes, Morian Noona! Hello, everyone! I’m Jeong Yong-hwan, Ame’s son!”
“You’re far too handsome to be Ame’s son. And well-mannered, too. It breaks my heart to think a kid like this will grow up to be like those other pieces of trash.”
A silver-haired sister with squinting eyes pressed down on my head and stroked my hair. I could feel calluses on her hand. Did she do manual labor?
“I’m going to raise him well into a wonderful groom, so why don't you worry about yourself? I heard your unit is in an uproar over a male NCO being sexually assaulted?”
“He wasn't under my command, so don't worry. Besides, doesn't every mother raise her son believing he won't turn out like that? Let’s look at the statistics, shall we? The statistics.”
Mother couldn't find a rebuttal. In times like this, I wished she’d shout, "Our kid is different! He’s good! There’s no way!" but she only frowned uncomfortably.
“It’s just the nature of the male species; it can’t be helped. Well, they say if you educate them well from a young age, they turn out a bit better, so hang in there. And you, cutie, you have to listen to your mommy, okay? It’s a real relief you don't take after her.”
“Thank you! But Mommy is the prettiest person in the whole world! So…. Noona?”
“Cassia Cortin. I’m a soldier, kid. Nice to meet you.”
The sister who introduced herself as a soldier crouched down to meet my eyes. Her hair was so long it seemed to pile up on the floor, but she didn't seem to mind.
“Soldiers are cool! Thank you for your service, Soldier Noona!”
“Fufu, I see. You’re polite and well-behaved, unlike most boys.”
When she opened her eyes slightly, they were the same silvery-white as her hair. Since I couldn't see her pupils, it felt a bit scary, but her smile was warm in a different way than the King Milk Cow Sister’s, which made me trust her.
It was just terrifying that someone like this could spout gender-discriminatory remarks as naturally as breathing. No, I started to feel a bit tense at the realization that for them, these weren't 'discriminatory' remarks, but simply statements of obvious fact.
“Hello, little friend…? I’m Camel Sirian. I’m a close friend of your mother’s… and I teach children at a school.”
Mother’s chest was impressively large, but the Cow Sister, who possessed an overwhelming power that could never be defeated, introduced her profession. With a chest like that, any child would have no choice but to listen, so it seemed her talent and profession were a perfect match.
“Camel Noona, what species are you?”
“Hmm? I’m of the Taurus line—a cow beastkin.”
Her species and her body were a perfect match. The ears on her head did look like a cow’s, though I’d never looked at a cow’s ears closely. Only then did I notice a tail peeking out between her legs.
“Cow, my ass. She’s a milk cow.”
Morian Noona grumbled from the side, clearly displeased about something.
“Morian! Not in front of the kids…!”
“It’s okay, it’s okay, Ame. Morian didn't mean anything bad by it.”
The Cow Sister, who was perfectly suited to be a natural-born 'Mama,' had an overwhelming heart that could accept anything, whether it was the Snow Woman Sister picking a fight or someone else getting angry on her behalf.
Both physically and mentally.
“Then what about Morian Noona?”
“I… I’m in charge of the resort business division. Is that too difficult for a brat to understand? If I say I’m the boss of things like ski resorts and hot springs, can you understand? I also do entertainment business, so I import or produce things like movies and cartoons.”
“Yes~! That’s amazing~!”
When I replied with a bright smile, Morian gave a small cough.
“That’s the first time I’ve seen her talk so much.”
Alicia laughed as if it were absurd, lifting her arms in a way that emphasized her chest.
“The ones who act like they hate it are always the most obsessed. It’s only because our Yong-hwan is so well-behaved; if it were any other kid, they’d be bawling their eyes out. Like our Iris?”
“Ugh…. No….”
Come to think of it, I hadn't been paying attention to my sister, who hadn't said a word for a while. I saw Iris hiding behind the other side of Mother’s thigh, in the exact same posture as me, trying to avoid Morian.
“Did you know Aunt Morian asked when Iris was coming?”
The Cow Sister began to gently soothe my frightened sister.
“Iris, I think Aunt Morian even bought a gift for you?”
Alicia, confidently displaying her cleavage, glanced at Morian with a fresh smile.
“Stop talking nonsense, when did I ever do that? What gift? I just picked up some cheap junk on the way here….”
When Morian gave a light wave of her hand, something suddenly dropped from the air into her grasp. It was so large that even if Iris and I stood in a line, it would still be bigger than us.
“I don't know your tastes, I just bought it because I saw it. Don't whine.”
“Did you know Aunt Morian asked what our Iris likes these days~?”
“Shut up, Ame!”
I felt like I understood the character of the Snow Woman Sister, who was blushing and getting angry, very well. A tsundere in this day and age? It was a shame she was trying to sell a character archetype that didn't seem like it would sell well. I thought she’d have more demand if she marketed herself through exposure under the pretext of it being 'hot.'
Iris hurriedly tore through the expensive wrapping paper to see what was inside. It contained all the animal characters she’d been forcing me to watch lately.
“That must have been quite expensive. You really went all out, didn't you?”
“It wasn't so much expensive as it was hard to find. And 'expensive' is by the standards of a civil servant’s salary.”
Mother poked Morian Noona hard with her elbow. The Snow Woman Sister, who winced and took a step back, gave off a very erotic scent. It was the erotic scent of a rich person, my favorite!
“Morian Noona~!”
“D-Don't cling to me….”
I clung tightly to the mean, rich sister who dared to try and push me away. She was sticky with sweat, but because her body temperature was low, it didn't feel unpleasant. It was almost addictive.
By the way, this woman was wearing clothes that were practically rags. Underneath the loosely draped fabric, she was wearing something akin to a swimsuit—the kind of outfit you’d only see in a total pervert game.
Of course, I loved it.
“This is the first time I’ve seen anyone cling to Morian, especially a boy.”
Alicia’s eyes widened in surprise.
“My son is so kind-hearted that he’s the type of man who can accept anyone, even if they have a bad personality or are a bit strange.”
“You’re talking like you’re describing a mythical beast. It’s only because he’s still a kid. Just wait until he grows up a bit…. Sorry.”
She’d stated an obvious 'fact,' but it wasn't something to say in front of a parent. Alicia gave a small cough and apologized.
“It’s just the nature of men. Well, still, if I work hard and do a good job, won't at least 1% of his current self remain? If so….”
“If so, can I start calling you Mother-in-law?”
“Is this bitch crazy?!”
Even though she knew she was a candidate for promotion to Superintendent, Ame Cal Degrain couldn't hold back and threw a punch right into the face of her friend, who claimed to be a model citizen and a diligent taxpayer.