The Chaebol Family's Precious Son (1)

"Agh, my head..."

I grabbed my splitting head and cooled my body with cold water. A hot breath escaped me as the refreshing sensation ran down my neck.

Yerin must have gone back first.

I lay down on the cold blanket where she had been sweating just moments ago.

Shaking off the goosebumps on my back, I turned my head to look at the system window.

I had stayed in that world for quite a while this time, so my stats had definitely gone up a lot.

"Hell yeah!"

I shouted in delight at the bigger stat gains than expected.

The answer had been never holding a sword except at the very end as a mage.

Living a life that maximized mana application must have carried over.

After savoring the thrill of joy to my heart's content, I wrapped my head in my hands and thought.

Let's rest for a bit. For now, I should avoid fights as much as possible and recover.

My body was fine, but traveling for weeks without properly relieving my sexual urges had been hell for me.

"Should I try another world?"

Of course, if I went this time, I wanted somewhere I could truly rest, not the fantasy or yakuza worlds.

When I moved the status window with my finger, a familiar list appeared before me.

Worlds available for possession]

- Petrified Hero's Childhood Friend (Paused)

- Became the Yakuza's Nanny (Chapter Complete)

- Husband of the Abused Hunter (Paused)

- The Chaebol Family's Precious Son

- My Childhood Friend I Made a Marriage Promise With Ten Years Ago Has Come

Aside from the petrified one, there weren't many worlds I could go to.

One of them was that damn world with the domestic abuser.

Just from the titles, I could tell which world would give me rest right now.

"Financial therapy is definitely reliable."

I wanted to live a life of luxury in a chaebol family without needing to earn money.

Would the day ever come when I became a chaebol in my own life? I should experience it through my abilities at least.

Let's live ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠a life where I just mess around with my dick this time.

Small fragments of memory flowed into my head.

Taeyang, the largest multinational corporation in Korea. And I was born as the precious son of that Taeyang.

"Oppa, I'm glad we're going to see Grandma after so long."

"Yeah. It's her birthday, so we absolutely cannot make any mistakes today. Got it?"

"Of course~ But you're lucky, Oppa. Grandma really likes you. She always buys you watches and gifts."

"That's... just how it is."

"True."

Taeyang Group's founder, Kim Bokja, like most of Korea's older generation, held a strong preference for daughters.

In a world where women worked outside and men handled the housework, she considered it an absolute blessing that all her children were daughters.

But perhaps fate played a trick. Even her granddaughters were all born female, a strange phenomenon.

No matter how obsessed with daughters she was, even Grandma had started to want something else deep down.

She wanted a graceful, pure grandson instead of crude, strong granddaughters.

Yet contrary to her wishes, every time my eldest and second aunts had children, they gave birth to girls.

It got so bad that she even went to a shaman to ask if there was some curse on the family.

Then one day, my mother—who wasn't first in line for succession but was still considered capable—gave birth.

As expected, the child born that day was me. The only male born into the Taeyang Group family.

I felt Grandma's love a lot even when I was young.

Though my memories were hazy, I remembered Grandma buying me whatever I wanted as a child instead of Mother.

"No matter how I think about it, our family really does have some kind of curse."

"What does?"

"Never mind. Does the suit look okay?"

For Grandma's birthday, I wore the navy suit I bought last time. My hair was styled in the most flattering way from my memories.

The suit fit well, and I liked how the pant length just barely showed my ankle bones.

"It looks fine. But do we really have to wear something this uncomfortable?"

"Well, it's the cleanest option. Actually, let me ask you—why are you pushing your chest together like that?"

"Uh, ahem. Th-this is a woman's pride, you ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠know?"

"Sigh... Let's just get in the car."

I pulled Kim Heeryeon's arm as she wore a dress that forced her chest together.

Even though she was younger than me, her massive frame gave off a strange sense of familiarity.

I fixed Heeryeon's stray hairs as she smiled to herself and headed to the banquet hall.

"Oppa, are you going to drink today too?"

"Hmm~ I already graduated high school, so it should be fine, right?"

"Just try getting drunk today. I'll do something weird to your face."

Heeryeon smiled brightly with an excited face. I buried my head in her shoulder and teased her back at her playful remark.

"What kind of weird thing are you trying to do to Oppa, you sneaky little brat?"

"Th-that's not what I meant! And the driver can hear us..."

"So what if he hears? Right, Mr. Park?"

I caught Mr. Park's twitching smile from the back seat and saved our fellow tormentor.

Watching Heeryeon fan herself with her hand, her cheeks flushed, I fell into deep thought.

She's a dangerous one too.

Heeryeon's reaction wasn't normal for a typical family. Her actions were filled with affection as if she was conscious of me as a man—definitely not normal.

While incestuous marriage was legally allowed, socially it wasn't viewed favorably.

Even that had only softened because the male population had drastically decreased. In this country with strong Confucian values, who knew what kind of scandal could break out.

"So? Is this Oppa going ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠to take care of you or abandon you~? Answer quickly or I'll tickle you."

"I-I'll take care of you! Kyahaha... I-I already said it, why are you tickling me—khkh. Hihi...!"

"Just for fun?"

Since she hadn't crossed the line first yet, I decided to let it slide.

"Aigoo, my grandson~ Didn't you miss Grandma?"

"Grandma, that tickles... And we saw each other just a week ago."

"Do you know how hard it was for me wanting to see my one and only grandson? Come here and give Grandma a hug."

At her affectionate stroking, I tightly hugged the excited Grandma.

Imagining a heavy atmosphere just because they were chaebols was all delusion from bad novels.

Rather, chaebol families tired of business could smile at family they hadn't seen in a while.

"Ahem, Grandma! I also..."

"Our Heeryeon came too. You did well on your exams this time, right? Congratulations."

Her reaction is really obvious.

I couldn't quite grasp it from words alone, but seeing it in person, Grandma's expression changes were dramatic.

When she looked at me, her face was full of smiles, but the moment she saw Heeryeon, the smile vanished instantly.

A frighteningly quick change in expression. I was startled and stepped back for a moment, but soon I had to show proper manners to the people approaching.

"Oh my, Heeryeon and Sihyun came too? If you're here, you should at least say hello to your aunt~ Aigoo. I dragged Hyeyeon here even though she's busy studying."

"Sorry, Aunt Soonhee. Hehe, have you been well?"

Aunt Soonhee, whom I hadn't seen in a while, had dark circles under her eyes from exhaustion.

I'd heard the paparazzi had been following her around lately, and it seemed that was true.

"I don't know. Just thinking about those disgusting bastards pisses me off."

Her eyebrows shot up as she swallowed the cherry in her hand in one bite.

"Mmm~ Right, Sihyun can drink this year too, can't he? Should Auntie teach you how to hold your liquor?"

"I'd be grateful. Let's call Mother later and drink together."

"Ooh~ Confidence~ You haven't seen Hyeyeon yet, right?"

"Hey, Kim Hyeyeon! Stop drinking and come here!"

At Aunt's loud call, a woman came walking hesitantly from afar.

My cousin Hyeyeon, whom I vaguely remembered from childhood, approached with an awkward posture.

Her stiff posture and lowered head made it seem like her self-esteem had dropped.

The rumors that she'd been struggling at the retake academy must have been true.

So I smiled slightly to avoid making her ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠uncomfortable and bowed my head.

"Noona, it's been a while."

"Huh? Uh... Good to see you, Sihyun."

"Sihyun's gotten so handsome, right? I was shocked when I saw him after so long too."

Receiving compliments on my appearance from anyone made me embarrassed. It felt strange getting them from family.

"Sihyun, how's our Hyeyeon? She'd look pretty if she dressed up a bit, don't you think?"

I looked steadily at Noona's face, which lacked confidence. Since she'd put on makeup today, her fair skin and delicately gathered features looked cute.

If I'd seen her on the street, I might have tried hitting on her.

"Hyeyeon Noona is pretty. She'd look even better if she straightened her back a bit and had more confidence..."

"Right? Straighten your back, Kim Hyeyeon."

"Yes!"

Hyeyeon's posture as she stretched her back was so cute that the corner of my mouth twitched. In contrast to her cute appearance, it was hard to look away from her violently large breasts.

Heeryeon, who had been glaring disapprovingly from the side, couldn't lose either and pushed her chest forward.

"Still, Hyeyeon Noona's chest is bigger than yours, you know?"

"Ah, seriously! Don't mess with a woman's pride like that."

"Pride my ass. It's vulgar, so stop it."

Just as this harmonious time seemed like it would last forever, a shocking question came my way.

"Right, right. Does our Sihyun have a girlfriend?"

"Not yet, Grandma."

Grandma nodded as if that was expected. I perked up my ears, curious what she would ask next.

"Would you tell Grandma which of the Taeyang family members is closest to your type?"

"What?"

"Mother?!"

I was so shocked I couldn't even speak. Asking me to pick someone from the family who matched my taste—how was I supposed to answer that?

Yet Grandma looked at me with sparkling eyes, as if she was serious.